Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: Longing

  (Goose in the Clouds) These two days, I've had a lot on my plate, so updates have been slower, but don't worry, I haven't stopped! It's during the quiet of night that I work diligently on writing! The sparks of ideas keep emerging, and the ideal plot will continue to be updated! Wait for me, dear friends! Goose won't let you down!

  It's really fun. I'm teasing these cute fish, and Zi is watching me from the side, occasionally coming over to tease them too. My back hurts a bit from bending down all the time, so I sit down to rest. Zi smiles mischievously and says, "If sister, you must be the master's favorite, he's never brought any girl here in all these years." I shake my head: "Don't talk nonsense, haven't other fairy ladies come to this place?" He pouts his small mouth: "Really, the master has never brought any other fairy lady here before." Then he asks, "Do you like it here?"

  I nodded: "Of course I like it! This place is so beautiful, so interesting, who wouldn't like it?" "Then you won't leave, will you?" The purple eyes sparkled with expectation as they looked at me. "Huh? Not leaving? What would I stay for?" I smiled and reached out to touch his purple curly hair, deep purple, so smooth, so soft.

  "Then you don't like me anymore!" Zi'er pouted, looking like she was about to cry. "Ahh, don't cry! How could I not like you?" I quickly hugged her small, delicate body, mmm! So fragrant! I gave a quick peck on her chubby little face. The little guy's face turned bright red, her purple eyes sparkled, and her pink lips curved upwards, but she refused to let go of me with her small hands.

  "Now you believe I like you, right? Do you like me?" As I looked at this little person, my heart suddenly thought of my son whom I hadn't seen for so long. He's about the same height as my son was when he was two years old, also chubby and tender. But now my son is eight years old, I miss him so much! My hands unknowingly tightened around Zi'er, just like I was hugging my beloved son.

  Zi'er stretched out her arms and hugged my neck, giving me a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Zi'er especially likes Ruo sister, I really want Ruo sister to stay." Blinking those beautiful big eyes, Zi'er pouted, looking particularly adorable. I chuckled: "But I have my own life too! And this isn't something we can decide, right?" Zi'er's eyes lit up: "You mean if the master agrees, you'll agree to stay?"

  "What do you want me to agree with?" Mu's voice faintly came over, and we looked up to see that Mu had somehow sat down beside me. Her eyes coldly swept towards Zi'er, who immediately shrank back and quickly struggled out of my arms. It seemed like Mu was unhappy about me holding Zi'er like this. I secretly smiled, seeing Mu still with her usual cold expression, and hurriedly laughed: "We were just joking around, nothing's going on."

  "Speak up." Mu raised an eyebrow at Zi'er. Zi'er immediately accompanied a smile: "Master, I'm trying to persuade Ruo sister to stay. But she won't agree." Mu's eyebrows and eyes softened: "How is that? You really want her to stay?" Zi'er blinked her big eyes: "Ruo sister is so good, of course, I want her to stay! Moreover, Master has brought her here for the first time, we should let her stay a bit longer. There are still many places we haven't gone to play!" "Alright, I know, you can go now!" Mu waved his hand. Zi'er bowed deeply and flew away.

  "Do you miss your son?" Mu's voice was soft, though it was a question, she already knew the answer. Watching Zi'er's distant figure, I felt lost in thought. "I know you're thinking of the child." Seeing that I didn't respond, Mu seemed somewhat helpless, "But you can't go see him."

  "I knew you'd said that before." I felt suffocated, my heart was racing. The emotions I had been trying to hide suddenly gave up struggling and all I wanted to do was cry out loud, letting the tears of longing flow out. Every time I was tormented by thoughts of them, I would comfort myself, telling myself that this return was for a better reunion, for a happier life for our family. Each time, I forced myself to suppress my emotions, not allowing myself to think too much. But today, those few words "I know you miss the kids" made my disguise fail completely.

  Tears had been welling up in my eyes, and Mu stretched out his hand to hold me, letting me lean against his shoulder: "Go ahead and cry, I know you've been holding it in for a long time." Hearing his gentle words, I finally couldn't help but burst into loud sobs, with tears flowing nonstop.

  Misty quietly held me, waiting for me to cry enough before handing me a fragrant handkerchief. I took the handkerchief and roughly wiped away my tears. Misty shook his head and pulled out another handkerchief, carefully helping me wipe away my tears. I stared blankly at his handsome face and asked foolishly, "Misty, why are you so good to me?" Misty chuckled and ruffled my hair, making it even more disheveled. After that cry, I felt a lot lighter in my heart. I pouted, "You know I'm not a great beauty, and now my hair is so ugly, I can't even be considered a little beauty." Misty burst out laughing, revealing his snow-white teeth, and his smile was dazzling. Even the sun and moon in the sky lost their luster. "Great, you're laughing at me right after I finished crying. You're really happy, aren't you?" I pretended to be angry. He casually reached out and produced a jade comb from thin air. "How about I help you comb your hair as an apology?" His mouth curved into a smile, and he stood behind me, gently undoing my hairpin. My long black hair cascaded down, and he began to carefully comb it with the jade comb.

  Suddenly I remembered that Rufeng also helped me comb my hair like this, it was when we just started dating. Not long after getting married, we had a child and life suddenly became busy. There were no more warm moments like this. Alas, is it wrong of me? As a woman with a husband and son, I casually accepted the care of another man. A thread of shyness arose.

  "You're overthinking." Mo's soft voice sounded, "I'm not an unrelated person, am I? Accepting my care is a given." Mo turned to face me, looking at me steadily: "You must remember, your fate with them is only in this life. In the next life, you'll return to my side. So don't have any burdens, this is what you deserve." I took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

  He smiled: "You miss them, then let you take a look!" I was stunned: "What?" He waved his long sleeve, and the big screen appeared. Wasn't that my little home? I glanced at Mo with gratitude, and immediately got drawn into the picture. What was being played inside was the situation in my house, my son was still sleeping soundly, and Feng was too. Looking at my son's sweet sleeping face, my heart suddenly filled with emotion. Mo really knew me well.