Every time he saw her like this, he felt as if his heart was being held tightly, and he felt a suffocating pain.
"I dreamed about Ah Mo again last night.
He has grown up a lot and changed a lot, but he is still the same delicate and cute person as when he was little.
Let me tell you, the eyes of Ah Mo in the dream are the same as yours.
They are very similar, they are all in this bright light brown color, which makes people unable to help but indulge in them after seeing them.”
After Wen Wan finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Mu Chenyuan's brown pupils with fascination.
"Um."
The feeling of suffocation suddenly hit Mu Chenyuan's heart.
When he saw the dazed look in Wen Wan's eyes, he couldn't help but said, "Is your painting done?
If it is done, we will put it away."
"Well, it's already painted."
After Wen Wan finished speaking, she let go of Mu Chenyuan's hand, turned around and began to carefully remove the painting on the drawing board.
After taking down the painting, Wen Wan took the painting and walked into the bedroom compartment.
The partitions are more than 80 square meters, neither big nor small.
The decoration is in the blue pirate style that boys like.
A pirate ship stands in the room with its sails set up.
The blue wave floor looks like waves hitting the ship, lifelike and lifelike.
The wall on one side of the room is a bookshelf made of blue partitions.
There are large and small portraits on the bookshelf.
If you look closely, you will find that in every portrait, there is a very delicate and cute little boy.
From babies waiting to be fed, to milk babies stumbling to learn to walk, and children carrying schoolbags to school Different times, different time periods, the same people.
Wen Wan carefully placed the painting in her hand on the bookshelf, and said to Mu Chenyuan who was standing next to her with a sad face: "If A Mo is still alive, he should be almost four years old now, and he should be like As I saw in my dream, she looks delicate and cute, and she loves to smile. " Hearing this, Mu Chenyuan's eyes flashed, thinking of what Chen Xun said just now in the basement, he hesitated for a moment, but finally did not speak.
He was afraid that this was just a lie that Chen Xun made up in order to survive.
He didn't want to let her down again after giving her hope.
If their child is really not dead, then he will try his best to find him, but if this is just a lie, then he will definitely make Chen Xun pay a heavy price.
"If Amo is still alive, he must be a lot like you."
As soon as Mu Chenyuan finished speaking, Wen Wan raised her head in confusion and looked at him doubtfully.
"How are you so sure?
Did you also dream about Ah Mo?"
The little face that caught his eye made Mu Chenyuan's eyes soften.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, rubbed her long and silky hair, and said with a doting look on his face: "Don't they all say that your son is mommy's little cotton-padded jacket?
Since you If Amo loves to laugh, then of course he must be like you."
Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, and when she realized the meaning of Mu Chenyuan's words, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
She stretched out her arms around Mu Chenyuan's neck, looked at him intently, and after a few seconds, nodded seriously.
"Indeed, you don't like to smile at all, so Amo must be like me."
Mu Chenyuan has always disliked smiling.
He prefers to keep a cold face.
Seeing the smile on Wen Wan's face, Mu Chenyuan couldn't help but have a trace of obsession in his eyes.
After this period of recuperation, Wen Wan's formerly thin face became much rounder.
The eyes that were once dull and dim are now shining brightly and smiling beautifully.
At this moment, she was the look he had liked the most.
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