After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 20

After finally seeing off Bai Xu, Mu Song lay exhausted on the bed after working hard all day, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

What happened during the day affected all kinds of memories and turned the originally calm heart into a mess.

Grandma, Fufu, father, mother... and that doggy man Lu Yuan...

They are all the scars in his heart, whether new or old, but they are all dull burning pain under the stimulation of today's fiddle.

Mu Song was irritable and dry, still unable to fall asleep, his body and mind were in severe torment, and suddenly remembered the method Bai Xu taught him.

really useful?

Holding the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Mu Song tried to follow the memory to find the appearance of his once small and emaciated self.

And the surrounding scenes, from the deserted mansion called "home", to the lonely road in the cold night, and finally, stopped in the cold corridor of the hospital.

People come and go, but no one pays attention to it. In a dark corner, squatting a small blood-covered self.

Anxiety, self-blame, loneliness, fear...

Over and over again, tremblingly repeated.

"I killed it, I killed it, I killed it..."

Although this past has greatly affected Mu Song's later life, he has almost never looked back at it from the perspective of a bystander.

Now, for the first time, I try to pull it out, and look at the situation of the year and myself at that time after years.

The attachment that has been stubborn in my heart suddenly showed signs of loosening.

It turned out that at the age of ten, he was really just a child who couldn't even take care of himself!

His thin body, in this cold night, wearing inappropriate clothes, squatting shivering in the corner, is so weak and helpless.

There were mud and blood stains on his face, body, and white shirt, but he didn't care, he only cared about Fufu during the operation.

With him like this, where is the murderer who killed Fufu?It was clearly the victim who was "killed" to death that night together with Fufu...

Wanting to understand all this, and thinking about the child "in front of him", Mu Song felt really distressed.

Finally, at the moment, he decided to "go over", travel through time and space, and redeem that boy.

He imagined himself, walked to that corner, squatted down, opened his arms, and hugged the poor little self-blame into his arms.

"It's okay, it's all over... Don't be afraid, I don't need others, I can save you now."

Nested in the quilt, Mu Song closed his eyes and whispered.

once, twice, three times...

I don't know how long it has passed, finally, Mu Song felt that the dark cloud in his heart gradually turned into the moisture in the corner of his eyes...

It was as if a torrential rain suddenly blew past, dissipating the haze that was pressing in the sky and restoring the peace of the past.

After going through this change of mood, Mu Song was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this kid Bai Xu was really capable.

Thinking about the time spent with Bai Xu during this period, even though it wasn't the feeling of love, she was still simply infected by the heat of young people.

So, Mu Song typed a line on Weibo.

"What should I do? Older people suddenly understand the fragrance of Nian Xia, and the next book is Nian Xia Gong. Do you guys want to read it?"

He just sent at one o'clock, tens of meters away, Lu Yuan, who had fallen asleep at the door of his house, was immediately awakened by the reminder sound.

Having been "swept out" by Mu Song just now, Mr. Lu, who has always been majestic, suffered a severe blow to his self-esteem.

But now, not to mention his self-esteem, I am afraid that even he himself is not worth a penny in the eyes of Mu Song.

Lu Yuan, who has passed his thirties, still has the sense of an adult to some extent.

What's more, Mr. Lu, who is familiar with the mall, has long been a loyal believer in goal-oriented.

In order to achieve the goal, use any means, including enduring all that cannot be tolerated.

Therefore, when he judged that it was not appropriate to force it now, Lu Yuan was very sensible and went back to his home.

But moved a chair, sat behind the door, closely watching the movement of the opposite door.

But from ten o'clock until twelve o'clock, there was no movement on the other side, and he gradually became sleepy while sitting dryly.

"Ding."

The phone beep woke him up.

Waking up, Lu Yuan first looked at the time, and found that he had fallen asleep for an hour.

Standing up, through the cat's eyes, looked across.

The brown door was quiet, unchanged from when it fell in front of him just now.

Lu Yuan's heart was flustered, and he didn't know whether the little wolf dog Bai Xu had left or not.

Just as he was hesitating whether he should find a reason to knock on the door, the notification tone on his mobile phone rang again, which was his special Weibo notification bell.

Lu Yuan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and saw the line of words just sent by Mu Song. Although he didn't know exactly what "Nian Xia" meant, it was still vaguely not good.

So, moving his fingers, Lu Yuan quickly searched the Internet.

It's okay not to search, but after a search, Lu Yuan felt that his head was going to explode.

The Baidu entry that came into his eyes directly turned the vague feeling in his heart into a shocking alarm.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Yuan rushed to Mu Song's door without delay, and knocked on the door stiffly.

And Mu Song, who just finished posting on Weibo, is lying on the bed at this moment, waiting to read the reply from night owl readers.

The sudden knock on the door instinctively aroused his displeasure.

Look at the clock on the wall, it's one o'clock...

Who will knock on the door at this time?Probably the wrong door...

Mu Song wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, and continued flipping through the fans' signs in boredom.

"Wow, my wife wants to write a new year's attack?! What type is it?"

Mu Song thought about it, a soft and sticky puppy like Bai Xu is at best a milk dog, not as energetic as a little wolf dog.

So, he replied: "It's the kind that looks silly and sweet, but secretly has a dark and treacherous belly..."

As soon as he replied, the knocking on the door stopped. Just as he thought that the person had left, the knocking on the door suddenly, louder and faster.

"Who! It's the middle of the night, why don't you let people sleep?"

Mu Song stepped on his slippers and opened the door.

Lu Yuan outside the door, his eyes were sleepy but suspiciously flushed, he was obviously half asleep and just got up.

"what's up?"

Mu Song asked silently.

"I...I suddenly feel itchy all over my body. I don't know, is it because of the cat? Can I take a bath at your house?"

Mu Song: ...?

Mu Song wanted to say, in the middle of the night, you have already slept, why take a bath? !

But the matter of fufu was really thanks to Lu Yuan, Mu Song hesitated for a moment, but still held back and refused him directly.

"Uh...how about I give you the bath liquid, and you take it back and wash it off..."

"It's okay, don't bother."

……

Mu Song thought to himself: Why don't you ask me, what is trouble?

Lu Yuan obviously didn't intend to have such an awareness, turned sideways, and squeezed into the door.

Looking around, he confirmed that Mu Song was the only one in the room, and the irritability just now eased a little.

Because it is the opposite door, the structure of the two households is basically mirror-symmetrical.

Lu Yuan didn't even need to ask. Before Mu Song refused again, he found the bathroom and got in on his own.

Mu Song: ...

"Crash..."

Lu Yuan turned on the water, and after a while, there was a rustling sound of bathing.

Although Mu Song was speechless, the wash was already started, so he couldn't rush in and invite people out, so he had to let him go.

It's just a bath, Mu Song doesn't believe he can make any trouble.

But the facts showed that Mu Song didn't understand Lu Yuan as he imagined, and his methods that he didn't bother to use on himself before.

"Ahem, ah... I, I didn't bring a bath towel, can you get one for me?"

Mu Song: ...

Why do both of them come in this set?

"Here's a new one for you, just use it."

"But... I didn't bring a change of clothes..."

Mu Song: ...

"Where's the key?"

"On the table in your porch."

Mu Song: ...?

Put it so conspicuously and easy to find, and remember the exact location so clearly, why does Mu Song feel that this is premeditated from the very beginning?

But Lu Yuan was at his house, and Mu Song didn't feel that there would be someone or something more dangerous across the door.

So, without thinking too much, I picked up the key and entered Lu Yuan's empty home.

This is the first time for Mu Song to cross the door of the neighbor.

As soon as he entered the door, he had to feel that Lu Yuan was really sick.

Where does Tiantian live like a home?It was simply a temporary shelter.

The decoration was prepared by the local tyrant for his son's wedding. It is the so-called "luxury hardcover" that old-school people like.

All leather-clad walls, leather-clad doors, corner lines, and bright gold edges, it looks like a clubhouse with dirt and scum.

But in this school of folk customs, Lu Yuan's simple black wood furniture is simple, heavy, and scattered here and there——

The huge contrast produces an inexplicable artistic atmosphere.

It also makes people have the illusion that the owner of the house is a hermit practicing in the mud.

Clearly abstinent, but more than sexy...

"Hey, what are you thinking!"

Realizing this level, Mu Song suddenly woke up.

I'm going... Could it be that this dog man insisted on coming here by himself for this reason?

Although Mu Song was very skeptical, it was only a speculation, neither sure nor verifiable.

In addition, after this period of wits and courage, Mu Song became more and more determined. As long as he stands still, no matter whether the opponent is a cat or a tiger, he can't help him.

So, without thinking too much, I went straight into the bedroom.

But after seeing the things on the bed, Mu Song knew that the conjecture just now was not true.

Lu Yuan's real purpose turned out to be to wait for him here.

It was a hand extension clay sculpture, which they made together in their ninth anniversary, that is, last year.

The gray and white plaster perfectly preserved the moment when their fingers intertwined.

When making it, Mu Song even romantically thought that he would preserve the warmth of their palms.

But the cruel reality always breaks his fantasy in the most unexpected way.

On the night of Liu Diqing's birthday, he returned home in a state of confusion, his mind was confused, and he turned all his anger, grievances, and depression into motivation to pack his luggage.

Under the wind and clouds, he accidentally knocked down this clay sculpture.

The hand that was once clenched suddenly split open, and the romance and warmth of the past were also shattered to the ground.

At that time, seeing the debris all over the floor, Mu Song felt palpitations for a moment, but compared to his ashen mood, it was nothing.

I even thought, it seems that everything is God's will, and it's time to "break up".

Therefore, when he left, he didn't clean up the pile of debris, and left it intact, like a corpse at the scene of a murder.

In Mu Song's eyes, it is indeed the wreckage of his and Lu Yuan's ten-year love affair.

Who knows, at this moment, they will be caught off guard and see the wreckage being restored.

Mu Song's astonishment was the same as Lu Yuan seeing the "deceitful corpse".

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Wife, do you think I repaired it well?Can't you see it at all?Therefore, separated hands can be reunited!

Mu Song: Is restoration useful?If it was useful, would you still be pissed off every day?How childish!

Lu Yuan: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Bai Xu: Scumbag, wake up, I suggest you go to the psychiatrist to see how to treat love brain...

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The method Bai Xu taught Mu Song has been experienced before, and you can try it for friends with mild childhood shadows.

Remember to open your mouth and say "I know, it's not your fault, don't be afraid, I can protect you myself now".

In fact, the main point is self-salvation and recognition. I believe that the hurt I have suffered is not because I am not good enough or I have done wrong. Accept and forgive, and heal the past, so that I can grow better.

I hope every little angel can be happy!love you~~~