Fate, in the eyes of Ye Mu now, is really wonderful.

Her mistakenly bumped husband, as early as many years ago, she actually knew. Ye Mu seems to think of something. His eyes widened a little. He raised his head and looked at Mo Shen: "before, when we just got married, did my little uncle say this?"

Of course, she remembered what Mo Shen said before, but Mo Shen didn't finish what he said at that time.

Ye Mu himself remembered, Mo deep lips dyed a smile: "little wife's memory is not too bad."

This is a compliment to Ye mu, but ye Mu shakes his head and denies: "if my memory is good, I won't forget it."

With that, her face suddenly became a little sorry: "I'm sorry, little uncle, I don't remember until now..."

Mo Shen always remembers, but she forgets.

"Fool." Mo swept her shoulder and held her in his arms. She can't be blamed for this.

Ye Mu raised his hand around Mo Shen's waist, leaned against his arms and asked, "why didn't my little uncle tell me later?"

"It's too complicated to say. One day you'll know for yourself. Now you don't know?" Mo Shen's voice is light, like saying something unimportant.

Ye mushen got up from Mo Shen's arms, she took Mo Shen's hand: "let's go and have a look now?"

That place, she would like to go with Mo Shen again.

Ye Mu pulls Mo Shen out of the lounge. Mo Shen doesn't refuse. He leads her by the hand and follows her.

Ye Mu's play is over, and all the plays on the Champs Elysees are over. The director has already left with the crew, and the Champs Elysees road has returned to its normal appearance. There are no chaotic crowds, only pedestrians coming and going.

Standing under the cherry tree in her memory, ye Mu pointed to the stone table and said to Mo Shen, "at that time, I should have been in this position, didn't I?"

She some uncertain mouth, and looked at Mo Shen: "lack of a violin."

At that time, she was desperately practicing "the song of the wanderer", but it was still out of tune and funny. Mo Shen is depressed, but she laughs because of her tuneless song. Ye Mu asked Mo Shen to take a picture for her, and she secretly put money in Mo Shen's wallet These things, although not clear, ye Mu also piecemeal remember.

Mo Shen holds Ye Mu's hand and leans on the stone fence. He listens to her telling the story of that day. He doesn't listen carefully to what she says, but he always looks at her with a smile.

Ye Mu recalled a lot of things, and asked: "is it like this?"

"Well." Mo Shen nodded gently and agreed with her.

"Originally, my little uncle recognized me at the first sight of me in Linshi." Ye Muxian slightly surprised mouth: "now I and before how much change, little uncle is how to judge is me?"

No matter her shape or height, ye Mu has changed a lot compared with before. Mo Shen can recognize her accurately. Ye Mu thinks it's incredible.

Mo Shen's eyes narrowed slightly and his chin raised slightly. After a while, he looked down at Ye Mu: "the outline is still there, the eyes are still there."

No matter how ye Mu changes, his stubborn eyes will never change. When she was a child, her appearance was sweet, but now it is still sweet, but it adds some adult flavor.

Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen seriously. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help laughing: "little uncle remembers so clearly that he didn't love me secretly before, did he?"

"Well?" Mo looked down at her, and his smile remained unchanged.

"I have a question for my little uncle. He must answer me honestly." Ye Mu turned a body, let oneself show of slightly serious some, face Mo deep.

Mo Shen looked at her and nodded: "you ask."

Ye Mu's watery eyes were full of temptation: "is it because of this that my little uncle promised to marry me? Is my little uncle trying to repay me? Or do you really like me? "

As soon as her question was over, Mo Shen took back his sight and answered directly, "none of them. I'm married to you. It has nothing to do with the past. "

"What's that for?" Ye Mu doesn't believe that Mo Shen married her without any reason.

"Because it's right." Mo Shen looked at her very seriously.

Lin Su had been urging him to get married, and he knew he was old enough to settle down. He doesn't have time to spend on women, but there are too many women who have special plans on him at one time, so he can't find the right person to marry. He is not familiar with Ye mu, but he also knows what she is. To marry her is the best choice.

Ye Mu is very satisfied with Mo Shen's answer. What he said is true. Ye mu can feel it. The first condition to be considered in choosing a marriage is definitely whether it is suitable or not.

Ye Mu leaned on his arms and sighed: "it's really wonderful."

Time goes back to six or seven years ago. At that time, she would never have thought that the little uncle of photography would become her husband.

"Why keep the photos from a few years ago?" Ye Mu put his head on Mo Shen's arm and asked him casually.

Ye Mu must not know, she was just a casual move, will bring a certain change to Mo Shen."It means something different to me." Mo Shen answers Ye Mu and takes his wallet from his pocket.

He handed the 100 yuan bill to Ye Mu: "remember this?"

"Is this the money of the day?" Ye Mu is not sure.

She doesn't think it's possible. It's only 100 yuan. How can Mo Shen keep it so far and keep it in his wallet all the time.

Mo nodded: "it's it. Now it's time to return it to its original owner. "

He said and handed the note back to Ye mu.

Ye Mu Leng looked at the bill that looked very new: "little uncle didn't joke with me? Is it really the one at that time? "

Ye Mu thinks that it's impossible. After a long time, how can Mo Shen still keep that note? And it's so well preserved.

"Maybe the little lady doesn't believe it, but in that special day, it really helped me a lot." Mo Shen shrugged his shoulders. Now when he talks about the pain of the past, he can only relax.

Ye Mu zhe red lips, eyes still seriously looking at the money lying in his palm. How lucky, once only give the money, now toss and turn back to their own hands.

In Ye Mu's eyes at the moment, it is not as simple as a bill. It's a witness to Mo Shen over the years.

"I'll keep it." Ye Mu folded the photo and put it in his wallet.

Later, when they have children, she will tell them a story about the one hundred dollar bill.

Ye Mu red lips always with a smile, she shook hands in the wallet, a part of the heart more weight.

When the wind blows, don't hold her forward. The Cherry Blossom Road flying all over the sky is not her alone this time, but someone accompany her hand in hand.

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