CHAPTER 450: CHAPTER 450: THEY ALL LEFT HIM BEHIND

Mu Yunlie suddenly kissed her pursed lips gently.

His kiss was like a dragonfly skimming water; Yan Qianyi hadn’t even reacted before it was over.

She looked at the starlight in his eyes, her heart starting to race.

Although this wasn’t the first time, she was already expecting a baby, but every intimate contact still made her blush and her heart race.

Every time, it felt like the first.

Since they had gotten back together this time, they seldom had physical contact, only that morning he had woken from his illness...

Whenever she tried to face him like before, it felt as if there was something between them.

Perhaps only after dealing with Mu Huaner’s matters could she face him openly.

Mu Yunlie tapped Yan Qianyi’s forehead, "What are you thinking about in that little head of yours?"

"Nothing much, let’s go; take me to see the place where you lived as a child."

Mu Yunlie took her hand and continued walking, saying, "Some people’s minor schemes I fail to notice because I simply don’t care about them."

He had never realized before that Ning Nuan wasn’t as simple as she seemed because he simply didn’t care about Ning Nuan or what kind of person she was.

The reason he could easily see through the thoughts of Little Money Fan was that his eyes were filled only with her.

Her every gesture and smile deeply imprinted in his heart.

Yan Qianyi knew that Mu Yunlie was referring to Ning Nuan and she lightly curved her lips into a smile.

She was very satisfied with his explanation.

As they walked and chatted, they resembled a couple deeply in love, strolling together.

Yan Qianyi asked, "Apart from your little aunt, do you dislike the other people in the Mu family?"

Mu Yunlie gave a soft "Hmm."

"Don’t you like Mu Ziqing either? She seems quite affectionate towards you."

"We had some contact when I was very young, but with no communication over so many years, there’s no emotional attachment. Why do you ask about her?"

"Nothing much, just asking."

"Today you helped her, it seems like you like her?"

"Not really, just helping out when someone’s in trouble."

"Try not to get involved in Mu family matters in the future," Mu Yunlie advised, "There aren’t many good people there."

"Alright." Yan Qianyi nodded, "I won’t next time, today I was mainly annoyed by Mu Zixuan."

She understood that Mu Yunlie was worried she might get hurt by the Mu family.

She agreed with his words; indeed, there weren’t many good people in the Mu family.

If he knew that Mu Huaner wasn’t such a good person either, he might be even more disappointed with the Mu family.

But for now, she still quite liked Old Master Mu.

Because Old Master Mu was good to her.

When they reached a beautifully constructed building, Mu Yunlie stopped.

Seeing his solemn expression, Yan Qianyi asked, "Is this the place where you lived in the Mu family as a child?"

Mu Yunlie nodded gently, looking at the house, lost in his memories.

Not all memories of the Mu family were painful.

There were some happy and beautiful memories, but those were so far gone, only fragments remained in his memory.

"This house is really beautiful; if you don’t take me inside, I’ll go in myself."

Yan Qianyi let go of Mu Yunlie’s hand and walked in first.

She noticed the hesitation and reluctance in his heart.

Mu Yunlie stood still for a moment, and upon seeing Yan Qianyi pushing the door open and entering, he then stepped forward and followed her.

The interior decoration was completely different from that of the main house.

The main house was decorated with dignified luxury.

But the decor here was warm and romantic.

It looked simple and generous, yet every detail exuded a delicate beauty.

One could tell at a glance that the mistress was a woman of taste.

Yan Qianyi turned her head to look at Mu Yunlie standing at the door, "Come in."

Mu Yunlie took a deep breath and stepped inside.

It had been more than ten years since he had last been here.

Looking at the familiar scene before him, he felt a moment of dizziness.

It seemed as if he had returned to his childhood, when his parents and Ah Chang were still around.

Everything was unchanged, exactly the same as before, clean as if someone had always lived here.

Mu Yunlie looked up at the stairwell, his eyes gradually moistening, feeling as though in the next moment, his parents would come down the stairs, holding Ah Chang.

His vision gradually blurred, as if a layer of fog had covered everything.

In that dreamlike fog, he finally saw them.

His mother was smiling, still so gentle and beautiful, waving at him.

"Ah Lie, you’ve finally come back."

"Ah Lie."

Yan Qianyi’s voice echoed in his ears.

Mu Yunlie jerked back to reality, took a deep breath, suddenly bowed his head, tightly closed his eyes, and clenched his fists.

"Ah Lie, what’s wrong?" Yan Qianyi asked.

Mu Yunlie shook his head without answering, breathing heavily and rapidly.

Yan Qianyi realized that this was a reaction to post-traumatic stress disorder.

She held his right hand with both hands, gently unclenching his fists, intertwining their fingers.

Her gentle voice arose next to his ear, "Are you remembering the happy times you had with your family?"

Mu Yunlie opened his eyes to look at her, his gaze somewhat bewildered and moved.

She actually understood him!

Most people thought that it was only the painful memories that tormented the soul.

But with him, it was the opposite.

He did not want to return to the Mu Family because he did not want to touch those beautiful memories.

The more beautiful the past, the more painful it felt inside.

Because those beautiful times had long since drifted away.

His most loved ones had all left him behind.

Every time he remembered that they would never come back, and thought about how the world left only him alone, his heart ached unbearably.

He would rather forget the past beauties, telling himself that being alone is the nature of life, perhaps then it wouldn’t hurt so much.

"I understand how you feel," Yan Qianyi said, looking into Mu Yunlie’s eyes, "Every time I remember the happiness when my mother was still alive, I feel sad and heartbroken because she is gone forever. At first, I didn’t even dare to think about it, but now I can face it bravely."

Their eyes met, and the pain in Mu Yunlie’s gaze gradually softened.

He had said nothing, yet she understood so deeply what was on his mind.

Yan Qianyi continued, "Don’t try to forget those beautiful memories of the past, even though forgetting might lessen the pain."

"They are our family, they should live forever in our hearts. As long as we remember them, they are never truly gone."

"We should accept reality, face it calmly, and then when we recall those happy memories, we will feel grateful that at least we had them."

"And..."

As Yan Qianyi spoke, she placed Mu Yunlie’s hand on her belly.

"You’re not alone anymore, you have me, and you have our baby."