House Dad’s Literary Life

At the end of August, Mo Fei still has to go.

Packing up the luggage in the bedroom, Yang Yi helped Mo Fei to fold the clothes, neatly coded in the trunk, and both of them just bury their heads and work hard.

“Mama, when are you coming back?” Xixi reluctantly followed her mother, as if she were a follower.

“Mama goes back to deal with some things, and will come back later, I must send Xixi to kindergarten to go to school!” Mo Fei turned around with a distressed heart and said to her daughter.

This time, I mainly want to talk to Sis Ling about the new album. They have prepared 12 songs. Sis Ling is also the time to fulfill his promise and put Mo Fei’s new album in the highest priority.

If you start to prepare for the new album, Mo Fei does not need to travel around the city, reduce the number of commercial performances and announcements, and fully prepare for new album.

“That Mama will not leave after coming back, okay? Xixi doesn’t want you to go.” Little girl snorted and grievously said. Xixi was very upset when she thought that her mother was not around, and her big eyes began to fill with tears.

Mo Fei subconsciously took a look at Yang Yi, the wood is still bowing her head to help her pack her bags, no sound. She licked her mouth and continued to turn her head to comfort Xixi.

Do not give up, still have to separate.

Mo Xiaojuan’s car came downstairs so early, Mo Fei was holding Xixi, Yang Yi was carrying the suitcase behind, and the two were silent, as if they had returned to the past.

But in fact, there is no, because when looking at each other, the eyes of each other are not indifferent to the past, but they will not hide, just want the other party to see their own strength.

“Sister husband, it is not a life and death parting, Ann, I will take care of my sister!” Mo Xiaojuan opened the trunk and said with a smile.

Mo Fei and her daughter are just like the parting couples. Reluctantly, goodbye is very difficult. Mo Fei has made countless guarantees and finally managed Xixi.

Before finally getting on the bus, Mo Fei couldn’t help it. She smacked her mouth and walked to Yang Yi in front of her. She gently kicked Yang Yi’s tip: “Hey, big wood, you have nothing to say.” Tell me what?”

Yang Yi scratched his head and sank, but said: “Take care of yourself, don’t be too tired.”

These concerns have made Mo Fei feel warm, but still don’t feel enough.

Of course, Mo Fei still understands Yang Yi’s personality and does not force him. I saw Mo Fei reaching out and pulling out Yang Yi’s collar that had not been spread out today.

“Then I am leaving!” Mo Fei said, but still couldn’t help but swear. “To take care of Xixi at home, you have to bathe the cats more, feed them cat food and feed them on time, don’t forget. !”

Yang Yi nodded.

Mo Xiaojuan was in the driver’s seat, opened the window, and looked at the two guys with gusto, with a smile in his eyes.

“And! Don’t touch the flowers, keep a distance from those little girls!” Mo Fei gently bit his lower lip and bowed his head.

After that, she felt embarrassed and wanted to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, her hand was pulled and she was caught by a warm, rough hand.

Yang Yi grabbed Mo Fei and looked at her. For a few seconds, he took an envelope from his trouser pocket and gently placed it on Mo Fei’s hand.

“What is this?” Mo Fei felt that his head was a little oxygen-deficient at the moment.

Yang Yi let go of his hand, a little embarrassed and scratched his head: “A letter, this, you go back and see it!”

……

Mo Fei forgot how he got into the car and forgot if he had to say goodbye to Xixi and Yang Yi. Anyway, in the passenger seat, she sat dumbly and looked at the envelope in her hand.

“No? Sister, are you so useless? The brother-in-law is happy to write a love letter for you? Have you not received a love letter before?” Mo Xiaojuan’s jokes made Mo Fei return to God.

“Who said that I didn’t? You Xiao Nizi, open your car!” Mo Fei blushes and screams.

She has been beautiful since she was a peek. She did receive a lot of love letters before, but she was out of school at a very young age, and there were not many days in school. The love letter she received was basically cleared by the agent at that time…

Besides, can someone else’s love letter be compared with Yang Yi’s?

While waiting for the traffic lights, Mo Xiaojuan also eagerly explored his head and said, “Look, sister, see what the brother-in-law wrote!”

Mo Fei quickly retracted the envelope in his hand: “Why don’t you show it!”

“Is it so mysterious?” Mo Xiaojuan snorted and snorted. “But I can’t stand you anymore. One is better than the other, I obviously like each other, and I don’t want to take the initiative!”

“Where!” Mo Fei subconsciously retorted, and she immediately lowered her voice and said, “Which woman has a mouth open!”

“I don’t think my brother-in-law will speak, his character!” Mo Xiaojuan couldn’t help but shake his head. “I really can’t stand it. It’s more wood than wood. How can Mu Li’ang be romantic? Write love songs more to hear! I I can guarantee that the letter that my brother-in-law wrote to you has absolutely no numbness!”

“Wood has the benefits of wood, what do you want to do with it? And…” Mo Fei couldn’t help but want to refute Yang Yi. She wanted to tell Mo Xiaojuan Yang Yi that she wanted to pursue herself and made a series of dead people. Things.

But Mo Fei is afraid that it is exactly the same as Mo Xiaojuan said. What if Yang Yi said in the letter is just a sparse thing? Isn’t it very shameful?

Mo Fei still couldn’t help but take the letter apart and wanted to see what was inside.

But after taking out the white letter inside, I opened it and Mo Fei couldn’t help but stunned and looked at it for a long time.

“What did you write?” Mo Xiaojuan met the traffic light again, and she stopped and asked.

Mo Fei’s face was red, she hesitated, or handed the letter to Mo Xiaojuan, a little smug in her heart, although trying to cover up, but slightly tilted mouth corners still revealed.

Mo Xiaojuan took it over and saw: “Hey, or poetry! Brother-in-law will write poetry?”

She read it out casually: “As long as you love each other once…

If you have never met

Maybe the mood will never be heavy

If it really misses

I am afraid that life will not be easy.

One look

It is enough to let the sea pass the hurricane

On barren land

Deeper understanding of the scenery

One trip

It is enough to marry a weak heart

Every look at the autumn waters

I can’t wait for tears

How can you not die?

How can love be indifferent?

Just love each other once

It is a life without regrets. ”

This song “Only Love Each Other Once” was written by Wang Yizhen, a famous poet and painter of Yang Yi. However, Yang Yi did not copy all of the latter half, but only selected the positive side.

Mo Xiaojuan read poems, just like plain water, plain and tasteless, can not reflect the charm of this poem. But no matter what, on the letter, Yang Yi’s simple and elegant pen and small characters have already reflected the delicate emotions in the poem.

“My God, my brother-in-law really wrote a love letter, and it is still a love poem!” Mo Xiaojuan finished, exclaimed.

Mo Fei wants to laugh, but she doesn’t want to be too smug. She snorted and pretended not to care. “It’s just a poem to write a poem! I didn’t have a poem so easily.” Deceived!”

“On a poem? humph humph! You are now letting the boys who will only send flowers and talk about numbness, see who has my brother-in-law?” Mo Xiaojuan turned down.

“As long as you love each other once, you have no regrets.” Mo Xiaojuan repeated the last sentence and couldn’t help but licked his mouth. “Hey, I took back the words, my brother-in-law is not a wood man, he is dead!”

“Okay, okay! Don’t look, it’s driving!” Mo Fei grabbed the letter back, carefully folded it, put it back in the envelope, and carefully put it in his purse, for fear of folding, “Breakfast you Have you eaten? If you haven’t eaten, I will call Aunt Zhu and let her prepare you for porridge.”

“Don’t eat.” Mo Xiaojuan said, driving in a car, “I was fed by your public display of affection!”