"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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