Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zi helped Bai Wei tidy up together. A little bit every day, as if the ants were moving, they finally packed all the things that should be packed.

So, just wait for the end of Mu Rongxuan's Qiqi.

——Seven-seven, or forty-nine days, almost a month and a half. According to Qingjiang's custom, after the death of a loved one, incense and burning paper will be burned on every seven days until the end of the seven days.

Mu Zi counted the days, and sighed secretly: Mu Family, the place of right and wrong, can finally leave.

In late February, Zhuang Jia organized a small party at home, and asked Mu Zi and Jiang Zhinuan to play.

Zhuang Jia's mother has already contacted foreign design schools for her. This time she went abroad, Zhuang Jia would not come back for at least three or four years. In the future, it will be more difficult to meet each other.

Jiang Zhinuan was both happy for his friends, but also a little sad, because Mu Zi was also facing a transfer to another school. Leaving her alone gave her the illusion of being abandoned.

At the end of the party, the melancholy of parting was filled. Everyone made an appointment and went to the airport to see Zhuang Jia off when she was leaving.

Mu Zi was affected by the emotion of parting, and she was sluggish on the way home. The evening scene easily made people worry. She was sitting in the car and couldn't help but sigh.

The driver laughed in front of him and said kindly: "Youth don't know how to feel sad, so what makes a young lady so young? What makes you sigh? The days to come will definitely pass the better."

After the new year, everyone loves to speak auspicious words.

Mu Zi smiled and said, "I borrow your good words."

When the driver drove outside the gate of Mu's house, Mu Zi saw Wang Zhan and Murong Cheng talking at the door and immediately asked the driver to stop.

This is rare. Wang Zhan came to Mu's house only a few times, all of which took advantage of the darkness to cover up. It was the first time Mu Zi saw him come to Mu's house so blatantly.

Mu Zi got out of the car and walked over, and saw Wang Zhan holding a piece of clothing in his hand. Before she could see clearly, Wang Zhan seemed to be avoiding something and covered the clothes in his hands behind him.

This action was a bit overwhelming, presumably Wang Zhan also immediately realized it, his smile on his face was a bit stiff.

"Miss Mu." Wang Zhan greeted Mu Zi with a smile.

Mu Zi approached them, looked at the clothes in his hand curiously, and asked, "What are you talking about? Whose clothes belong to?"

Murong Cheng took the clothes from Wang Zhan's hands, "It's mine, I need to wear them when I retire."

Mu Zi said "Oh" and glanced suspiciously at Wang Zhan.

It's not a big deal, why do you hide?

Murong took Mu Zi's shoulders and walked in, waved away Wang Zhan: "Go and prepare, don't go wrong then."

Wang Zhan hurriedly got into the car and drove away.

Mu Zi became more puzzled, and asked Murong Cheng, "Do you still have to wear clothing when you retire?"

"There is no rule, but the patriarchs of the past dynasties have worn it like this, so I also prepared a suit to look more solemn." Murong Cheng replied.

Mu Zi looked at him carefully and didn't notice anything unusual.

However, Murong Cheng, as the head of the family, has a deep city palace. If he deliberately concealed something, others would like to see the clues from his face, I am afraid it is impossible.

Mu Zi's attention shifted to the clothes in his hands. She tentatively said: "Wait later, you can wear them to me, right?"

Murong Cheng smiled and rubbed her head, "Okay."

The clothes come in one set. The old-fashioned navy blue cardigan with a pair of buttons is very tailored. The outturned cuffs are embroidered with an exquisite circular symmetrical pattern. The buttons are made of turquoise, and the neckline and hem are embroidered with dark patterns.

Older people wear this dress, which is rich and elegant, and the clothes are loose, which is much more comfortable than wearing Western-style dresses.

Murong Cheng is young, and his temperament is immediately different when he wears this suit, like a pampered son, he is extremely handsome.

Mu Zi looked at him, staring blankly.

I thought: If this is the case, it would be great. There was no bullying in childhood, no need to wander when I was young, and my life would be smooth and healthy without suffering.