Loser Princess Defies Heaven - Chapter 782

Mo Qingge looked down at him for a moment, but could not say a word.

Heart, but more and more pain.

She covered the quilt for Gu mianmo and turned to leave the bedroom.

Before leaving, she handed over the corpse of the man in black and huntian meteorite to the guards outside, and told them:

“If the demon God wakes up, don’t tell him I’ve been here.”

This time, she really didn’t want to have anything to do with the demon God.

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The next day, liulige side hall.

Inside the hall, a little Tuanzi sat upright, caressing the Guqin in his hand meticulously.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound of footsteps. Gu Mumu raised his eyes and said with a smile: “Dad is coming!”

The white clothes of cloud brocade covered with ink, with three thousand green silk flying down, are like the divine relatives who are not stained with the dust, and slowly step into the inner hall.

“Is Mumu learning to play the piano recently?” He asked, opening his lips.

“Well.” Gu Mumu nodded and said, “in the past, my mother liked the sound of Qin, so Mumu wanted to learn it as soon as possible. Maybe when my mother heard the sound of Qin, she would remember Mumu.”

Gu Mian, with a smile on his lips and a light cloud step, sat down beside him, holding his little hand in his slender finger bone.

Gu Mumu was slightly surprised.

Ear, came a gentle male voice: “come on, dad taught you.”

Immediately, he held his little hand and stroked the Guqin. The string music began to ring, and the sound came into his ears and heart.

It is melodious and melodious.

In the desolation, there is a sense of loss, as if in a place of no one, clearly close at hand, but can only look at each other from afar.

Gu Mumu is also very serious, carefully listening to the song, but there is a strange feeling.

After composing a song, Gu mianmo asked, “do you remember everything?”

“Well, that’s about it.” Gu Mu bit his lower lip. “Dad, what kind of music is this?”

“Does it sound good?” He asked.

“Well… Nice is nice.” Gu Mumu’s look, thoughtful, a face seriously commented, “however, how it sounds so sad.”

“This song is called Bi’An Fu.”

“Other shore Fu?” Gu Mumu repeated these three words and asked, “is it the song written by my father?”

He smile, silent, acquiesce.

Gu Mumu shook his head: “Mumu doesn’t like such sad music. Listening to it, it’s like parting. Dad, you’d better teach me some other music.”

“Good.”

Gu Mian Mo answered and asked, “Mumu, dad wants to ask you a question.”

“What do you say?”

“Do you like to play with Xiaojin?”

Xiaojin is the daughter of Jun Yichen and Fengxi.

“I like it.” Mention this name, small regiment son immediately two eyes shine, chicken peck rice sort nodded, “small brocade, is wood wood best friend.”

Hearing this, Gu felt a little relieved and asked: “after that, if you live in Xiaojin’s house, can you meet her every day, is Mumu happy?”

“Daddy.” Gu Mu Mu was slightly stunned, looked at him and said, “doesn’t Mu Mu have a home? Why does Dad send Mu Mu to Xiaojin’s home?”

“Don’t your father and mother want wood?”

With that, his eyes were red and he seemed to be about to cry.

“Of course not.” Gu Mian Mo denied, “dad just asked casually.”

Gu Mumu bit his lower lip and leaned gently against him: “Dad, Mumu just wants to stay in his own home, around you and your mother. He doesn’t want to go anywhere.”

Xiaotuanzi’s words, such as criticism, pierced his heart.

“Good.”

He gave a bitter smile and agreed.

Then he took out the tears from the ring and handed them to him: “Mumu…”

The icy blue shark tears, with a light light, have been pieced together by him, but no longer clear, many more cracks.

“Human tears.” Take over the shark tears, Gu Mu Mou color a bright, “however, this shark tears how so many cracks, is accidentally broken?”

Gu Yinmo said: “Mumu, you will put away the tears of the shark. If one day, the light of the tears of the shark will dissipate and dim, you will bury it.”

Calm tone, every word is silent.

The tears are his real body.

If the light of a man’s tears completely dissipates, it means that he is in chaos.

Gu Mumu looked naive and nodded: “OK, I’ll take care of it for my father. When my mother recovers her memory, I’ll give it back to her.”

At that time, the three members of their family will be able to get together.

Looking at his carefree appearance, Gu Mian Mo’s lips slightly raised, laughing at himself and regretting.

Although he didn’t get along with kimu long ago, the child had already regarded him as his father.

But now he would rather not recognize his father, so that he would not be sad in the future.

Immediately, he handed the ring to Gu Mumu’s palm and said, “if your mother recovers her memory, she will give the ring to her for her father.”

“Why don’t you hand it over to your mother?” Gu Mumu asked.

Gu mianmo chuckled and said, “you see, you’ve come to the divine world secretly and let your mother look for you for so long. If she recovers her memory, she will be angry with you, right?”

“Well, it makes sense.” Gu Mumu nodded, “Dad, is this an opportunity to show me?”

In this way, his mother would not be angry with him.

Gu did not deny it.

After a pause, he continued: “if one day, dad will leave, will Mumu hate dad?”

Gu Mumu was stunned and said, “it depends on the situation.”

“Well?”

“If my father wants to leave me and my mother, then Mumu will hate you all his life.” Gu Mu Mu’s tone, a lot of serious, “but if dad has to leave, then I believe that one day Dad will come back, no matter how long, my mother and I will wait for Dad to come back!”

Just like this time, he and his mother had been waiting for 300 years. Although it was a long time, he still had to wait for his father back.

Tender tone, like a clear spring, into his heart.

“Silly boy.” Gu Mian Mo smiles bitterly, his heart is like a knife.

He’s not worth it.

Gu Mumu turned his head and looked at him: “Dad, what’s the matter with you? Why do you always ask Mumu some strange questions today?”

He held Gu’s white and slender hand and said with concern, “Dad, you don’t look very well. Are you sick?”

“Nothing.”

Gu quilt ink hook lips, slightly smile: “just want to chat with Mu Mu casually.”

After all, for three hundred years, he failed to fulfill his duty as a father. Now, he has to leave them.

“Mumu is hungry. Dad will make lunch for you.”

After that, Gu mianmo gently stroked his little head and turned to leave the inner hall.

Gu Mumu looked at his back, always feel empty in the heart.