Yiqiao and three friends were on vacation for 13 days and were finally ready to pack up and go home.

Yu Luoluo lay on the big bed and didn't want to leave. "Hey, I'll tell you, I finally got out, why are you in a hurry to leave? You haven't had enough fun yet!"

Feng Jiu gave her a blank look, "I said, don't you miss your husband? Do you have the heart to miss him too much and the heart to see him alone at home?"

"Oh, it's very literary!" Yu Luoluo pursed her lips, stood up consciously, packed up the bed, and prepared to leave.

Not bad, travel is good. But my husband still needs to care about it. Although I have videos every night, if I really want to make a choice between traveling and husband.

That must be choosing a husband.

I have never been to the tourist place and can come back again, but I have only been with my husband for a little while.

Yu Luoluo made a choice without hesitation, which made Yiqiao laugh.

"I'll tell me, Mr. Ming is still important in Luoluo's heart!"

Best friend Tian Tian echoed, "That's right, it's all the same."

The four of them dragged their luggage and immediately rushed to the plane and returned to their original city.

I came to pick me up tomorrow and waited for an hour at the airport.

When Yu Luoluo saw him, he reached out and pushed his chest, "Silly, who told you to come here to pick me up?"

Rub your nose tomorrow, "Don't you tell me you're back today?"

"I can go back myself." At that time, Yu Luoluo's expression of saying this fell into the eyes of the three of them.

At that time, they realized that in Luoluo's heart, tomorrow is more important than anyone else.

Yiqiao was happy for Yu Luoluo. In fact, when I took her luggage tomorrow and did not say how long I had been waiting, it already symbolized her happy marriage.

Even though I learned from tomorrow's assistant how long he had been waiting.

Yiqiao looked at the car window and shook his hand with Yu Luoluo who was sitting inside.

Meaning, goodbye.

Afterwards, Professor Fu Xia also came to pick up his wife Tian Tian on time.

When I was at the airport, I originally wanted Yiqiao to take a ride back. But Fengjiu was on the way, but Yiqiao wasn't on the way.

Yiqiao, who has different directions, became the only one who has returned home on his own.

Tian Tian wanted to call Mu Rufeng to answer, but Yiqiao quickly stopped him, "Tiantian, stop calling, you know, he is very busy in the army. Besides, I am so big and good-handed, why should Rufeng come to pick him up with no effort?"

"Yiqiao, then be careful when you go home. Call me when you come?" Best friend Tian Tian held Yiqiao's hand and repeatedly told her.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Yiqiao reassured the other party.

Later, the car drove away.

Yiqiao was left with only one person, dragging his luggage and walking past the airport where people were coming and going.

When I walked outside the airport, I took a taxi, told my home address, and went home.

When she arrived at home, she cleaned up for a while, told Aunt Wu, and then hurried to school, intending to pick up her son Mu Yang.

When her son Mu Yang appeared, she pounced on him like a child.

I hugged my son who was half a head taller than her, and I felt so happy.

The son Mu Yang held her hand and rolled his eyes, "Mom, aren't you a child?"

"What's wrong? Mom can't hug her son!" Yi Qiao retorted.

"You suddenly appeared and hugged me suddenly. I didn't know what you are, who are you?" Mu Yang stood up and joked, "What's more, my mother is so young and charming, and the chances of being misunderstood by her classmates are very high." He joked and hugged her arms.

Yi Qiao pouted, "That means, can't I come to pick up my baby son?"

"I didn't say that!" My son Mu Yang kissed Yiqiao on the cheek, hugged Yiqiao's waist, and went home, "Where is my mother, in my heart, she is a child who never grows up."

Seeing that his son was so tall, Yiqiao rubbed his knees jokingly, acting coquettishly, "Can't walk anymore?"

"What, do you want your son to carry it?"

Yiqiao pinched his index finger and middle finger, "When I was young, my mother often carried you. Now that you have grown up, can't you carry me for a short distance?"

"Okay, okay, mom, don't be angry." The son Mu Yang rubbed Yiqiao's face with both hands, then bent down, handed Yiqiao's schoolbag, "Get the schoolbag."

Yiqiao has been exercising and has maintained a good figure. She is very light and does not make her son feel any pain at all.

Mu Yang always looks like an adult in front of his father Mu Rufeng, but he shows his conceit and enthusiasm in front of his mother Yiqiao.

He could hold his mother's waist without restraint and pamper his mother.

Even in front of everyone, I carried my young and beautiful mother.

A classmate saw him and joked, "Hey, Mu Yang, why do you have a girlfriend?"

Mu Yang did not bother to explain.

In order not to embarrass her son, she kissed Mu Yang on the cheek with her red lips and said, "Ha, classmate, I'm the fuck of a child."

After the classmate who didn't know Yiqiao was embarrassed, he became nervous, his face turned slightly red, and he said the words "sorry" and urged his companions to leave.

Yiqiao shook her hand and pressed it to her son Mu Yang's ear and asked, "Son, do they not believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, then don't believe it, so what?" Mu Yang narrowed his eyes and raised his lips. "Misunderstanding that my mother is my girlfriend means that my mother is too beautiful and young."

Yi Qiao patted her face, "Is that right?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" The son Mu Yang glanced at him and met his mother's eyes. He pondered for a while and reminded, "Hold tighter, you're going to speed up."

Yiqiao hugged his son Mu Yang tightly, put his cheek on the other person's head, and asked in a nagging manner.

"Son, will you treat me like this when you get old?"

"Um."

"Pamper me like your dad."

"No." The son rejected.

"I can't compare to Dad's like that." Immediately afterwards, my son Mu Yang answered jokingly again.

Yiqiao is a smart woman and a cheerful woman. Her son Mu Yang thought she would say that if she found a girlfriend in the future, it would be better for her than her girlfriend. But she didn't expect that her mother would say a few words like this.

"If you can't, then be nice to your future girlfriend. Just like your dad treats me!"

"Hey, mom, are you really different?"

"How to say it?"

"Don't you let me treat you better than my girlfriend?"

"What's good about it? The one who can accompany you for the rest of your life is the wife you should protect the most, because her love is until she is old. And your father and I can't protect you for so long, and we can't stay with you for so long." Yiqiao felt sad after thinking about it, "I can rely on you for the rest of my life and be protected by the other party for the rest of my life, only your father."

His son Mu Yang paused and said nothing.

Yes, he agreed with what Yi Qiao said.

That is indeed... fact.

But he still did what his son should do, for example, what he said to Yiqiao in the end was like that.

In any case, in my heart, you are the best mother in the world, and your father is the best father in the world.

Yiqiao smiled.

...

Mu Yang is still young, and Yiqiao has not bullied her son all the time, so when she turned the corner, she broke free from her son's hand and landed on the ground.

The mother and son joked for a while before they received the news.

It is said that tonight is Yiqiao's birthday.

If he originally wanted to celebrate Yiqiao's birthday, Yiqiao refused and told his parents that he would have another day tomorrow night and that he wanted to be young.

My parents approve it.

However, after hanging up the phone, his son Mu Yang laughed, "Why don't my mother go to grandma to celebrate her birthday?"

"No, Yangyang. I...I want to celebrate this birthday with your father." Yiqiao held his bag and looked ahead with a little sadness. "He doesn't know when he was born. He hasn't celebrated his birthday for so many years. I didn't know who his biological parents were, like my father, but at that time, I felt very happy. At least I thought, in this way, I would be the same as your father. But later, I was happy, but he didn't."

Faced with his mother's self-blame, his son Mu Yang shook his head and rejected, "Don't think like this, in the eyes of his father, mother is his happiness."

I took my schoolbag and walked hand in hand, "Let's go, mom, go buy a birthday cake."

...

After Mu Yang and Yiqiao bought the birthday cake, they hid the room and waited for their father Mu Rufeng to return from the army.

Mu Rufeng was driving and when he arrived, he felt strange. He thought that even if his son did not come back from school, at least Aunt Wu was there, why didn’t he have anyone there today?

"Today is Yangyang's birthday. I... go and buy a birthday cake for my child." When he thought about this, he put on his coat again, took the car keys and prepared to go out.

It happened that at this time, Yiqiao, his son Mu Yang, Aunt Wu and others suddenly jumped out of the room.

"Ha, it turns out you are hiding." Mu Rufeng was surprised. Of course, something strange suddenly appeared on his cheeks, which had not smiled for a long time.

It's joy.

"Dad..." Yiqiao rushed over, hugged Mu Rufeng, and then kissed him on the other party's cheek.

The son Mu Yang covered his eyes, "My parents, please do not perform in public places!"

Yiqiao stuck out her tongue, "What's wrong? I'm your mother, he's your father!"

Mu Yang looked at the other party with love, "Yes, yes, today is the birthday of my mother and father. Whatever you want?"

"Today is Yiqiao's birthday?" Mu Rufeng felt particularly strange.

In fact, he had no idea what day Yiqiao's birthday was. In the past, when she asked her, she always shook her head and said she didn't know. This is also the reason why her husband Mu Rufeng didn't know?

"Haha, that's it. Rufeng, my parents just called and said, "I'm having my birthday today. You know, I was adopted before, so I don't know what day it is."

"Then now?"

"My parents said I'm having my birthday today and asked me to go there. I want to come back just now..."

My son Mu Yang couldn't stand it anymore, "That's right, dad, mom wants you to celebrate your birthday with her."

"Together?"

Mu Rufeng knew that Yiqiao felt that in the past, the two of them had chosen one day for their birthday. But now, Yiqiao's biological parents, that is, their father-in-law and mother-in-law, have found Yiqiao and recognized him, so they naturally knew her exact birthday. Suddenly, they were different from her husband. Yiqiao felt very uncomfortable, so they told her husband on this special day, "Let's go on birthday together."

He stood still, his eyes focused and affectionate.

"Okay, kid's dad, my good husband?"

Mu Rufeng nodded and smiled, "Okay, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Aunt Wu has already prepared it. After we finish the cake, we will have dinner later!" Yiqiao took her husband's hand and sat in the seat, deliberately putting on the paper crown on it, "Where, happy birthday, Dad Rufeng!"

Mu Rufeng sat down, reached out and put another paper crown on Yiqiao's head, and said kindly, "Happy birthday, my good wife!"

My son Mu Yang brought out the birthday cake and lit a candle to let his parents make a wish.

After doing all this, Yiqiao felt that although she was one year older, she was happy.

Happiness seemed to be shrouding the whole room, swallowing the heat little by little.

night.

Mu Rufeng talked about family matters with Yiqiao, especially his son Mu Yang's indifference at that time.

After hearing this, Yiqiao laughed at him, "That's because my father is usually too handsome. My son thinks he can't be handsome, but in front of me, I can't help but act coquettishly."

"So his alternative spoiled behavior was just targeting me?" Mu Rufeng felt unbalanced, "Why, Yiqiao?"

"Do you want to know?" Yi Qiao smiled and joked with a common sentence in the book, "The son is the mother's love in her previous life, and the daughter is the father's love in her previous life. So, the son naturally has to spoil me more, and the daughter naturally has to like her father more." She leaned closer and hugged her husband Mu Rufeng with both hands, "But in my heart, the only one I like most is my husband. Although my heart has been divided into two halves. That half is the future of the two children."

Mu Rufeng reached out, dragged his wife's chin, approached, kissed her, then retracted, patted the bed, "Okay, Yiqiao, go to bed."

"Yeah, okay!" He lifted the quilt and retracted it into the mattress.

But in a moment, my husband approached him and stretched out his arm, "Where, let's sleep."

"sleep?"

"Um."

"Don't your arm hurt?"

"As long as it is you, it won't!" Mu Rufeng bent down his lips in love.

It's a night in the clouds, rain and mist.

In the early morning, the two of them still got up at the earliest time. Mu Rufeng wanted to make breakfast and Yiqiao started.

Aunt Wu was wiping the table aside.

After cooking, Yiqiao entered the room and called his son Muyang.

My son has already gotten up and is sitting on the windowsill reading a book.

He looked very much like a child's father when he reads books.

"What book is so mysterious?"

"The Book of Deep Blue?" his son Mu Yang replied.

The person Yiqiao is most familiar with is Shen Zhilan. She has read all the books she wrote, but why have she never seen the books she brought with her son Mu Yang?

Especially the cover of the book, the scenery of autumn. The golden leaves fall down, floating around and falling on the ground.

There are one or two leaves and one or two grasses on the ground, and there is nothing extra.

"Impossible?" Yi Qiao reached out to snatch the book in surprise and looked left and right, "I have read all the books from Deep Blue. How could it be, how could there be such a thing?"

Seeing that his mother was anxious, his son Mu Yang quickly explained, "This book has been released in recent months."

"Newly released in recent months?" Yiqiao was stunned again, "Where is this publishing house? Hasn't the writer Deep Blue passed away for a long time? How could it be?"

My son Mu Yang knew that his mother was misunderstood, so he quickly pouted and pointed the author of the book to Yiqiao, "Mom, you misunderstood. Deep Blue is Deep Blue. I know that Lan is another person. He has written two books, and this is the second one."

"The second book?" Yiqiao was anxious, "Have you bought Yangyang? Can you show it to my mother?"

"Of course." Mu Yang agreed with a smile, then turned around and took out another book from his drawer, "Where, give it to you, mom."

After taking the book, I clearly saw a line of words written on the cover of the book.

It is the title of the book.

"The thing you shouldn't understand the most is the early knowing in the years"

There is such a sentence in the introduction.

In love, the least you should regret is to know it before. But most people often forget and don’t choose to predict it. However, after everything is settled, these three words appear inexplicably.

But, if I had known...

...

Deep Blue?

Know the blue?

Could it be him?!

Yiqiao vaguely doubts the identity of the writer.

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