It is impossible to say that what happened to Modley had no impact on Mo Ruanmiao. He had nightmares for many days in a row, always woke up in the middle of the night, and sometimes cried. Didn't sleep well all night.
Mo Chutian saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He asked Dr. He and George what to do in private. It was impossible for Mo Ruanmiao to take medicine at will. Dr. He prescribed a calming prescription for him, but Mo Ruan Miao had little effect after drinking it.
In the morning, Mo Ruanmiao hugged the quilt and sat on the bedside to watch Mo Chutian change clothes. After a while, he lowered his eyes guiltily. Last night, Mo Chutian had to go to the company so early because he didn't sleep well.
Mo Ruanmiao exhaled to make herself look happier, otherwise Mo Chutian would have to worry again. He cheered up and smiled, and said, "Brother, come here."
Mo Chutian walked over as promised, stroked his hair and said, "I seem to be in good spirits today."
Mo Ruanmiao nodded, and then crawled out from under the quilt. He knelt on the bed, pinched the untied tie with his fingers, tied a beautiful Windsor knot with a few movements, and then kissed his predecessor's face side.
Mo Chutian gladly accepted this kiss, but he didn't think it was enough. He pointed to his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "I want one here too."
Mo Ruanmiao was unwilling, frowned and said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet, so I won't kiss you."
Mo Chutian knew that if he said no kiss, it must be no kiss, he got up and put on the coat on the hanger, and said: "Sleep a little longer, and today I asked Aunt Chen to make your favorite hot and sour Fan, eat more, wait for me to come back."
In the past two days, Mo Ruanmiao's appetite has become poor again. In order to let him eat more food that he didn't eat much in the past, all kinds of food were put in front of him, but he always looked like he lacked interest.
Half an hour after Mo Chutian left home, Mo Ruanmiao slowly got up from the bed. Aunt Chen's craftsmanship was as good as ever, but she met Mo Ruanmiao who had a poor appetite, and there was still half of a bowl of noodles left.
"Oh, how can this go on like this?" Aunt Chen was full of worries. The child is six months old. It stands to reason that Mo Ruanmiao's appetite should not only be good, but also big. "You tell Auntie what you want to eat, and Auntie will try everything." Do it for you."
Mo Ruanmiao knew that his state was very wrong. In order not to worry Aunt Chen, he reported the names of a few dishes, all of which were spicy home-cooked dishes.
In the morning, Mo Ruanmiao did not go to the studio, but stayed in the second bedroom for a few hours. The second bedroom is now used to store his personal belongings. Mo Chutian respects his privacy very much and is willing to leave him a complete private space.
Mo Ruanmiao sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to open the bedside table. Inside was a photo album. He put the photo album on the quilt and flipped through the pages. The moment Mo Ruanmiao heard the news, he wanted to see his mother. , Tell her that the other party has passed away.
Modley's sudden death brought Mo Ruanmiao mixed emotions. He hated Modley very much, but he never thought that the other party would leave in such an unbearable way. There is a vaguely broad shoulder in his memory. , but I didn't expect that after many years, I couldn't even say goodbye properly.
"Mom," Mo Ruanmiao lowered her eyes, and a tear fell on the photo album, "Although I hate him very much, I still feel a little sad. Is it wrong for me to do this? I should"
How should it be? He should be happy, he should be really indifferent, he said long ago that his father died long ago, and he has no father.
Mo Chutian has always been very sensitive to Mo Ruanmiao's emotional changes. He prepared the dinner himself, and Mo Ruanmiao was still very supportive. He ate an extra bowl of rice than yesterday. Dr. He and George looked at each other. I saw helplessness.
After dinner, Mo Chutian temporarily put down the work at hand, he felt that he needed to have a good chat with Mo Ruanmiao.
The two walked slowly in the yard. Mo Ruanmiao's hand was held by someone. It was very hot in summer, but he was quite happy, and occasionally scratched Mo Chutian's hand.
When he reached the third lap, Mo Chutian said, "Is there something on your mind recently?"
Mo Ruanmiao opened her mouth and wanted to say no, but she couldn't say anything to Mo Chutian's worried eyes. He moved his lips a few times, looked away at the road under his feet, and asked, "What happened to Modley's body?" dealt with?"
What was expected was the answer. Mo Chutian didn't answer immediately. The matter was a bit complicated, and the amount of information contained in it was too large. He didn't know whether he should take this opportunity to tell the whole thing.
Unknowingly, it was another circle.
"The Mo family in Hong Kong City is a big family with a large population. In recent years, the number of people has not been prosperous, and the power has not been as good as before. You have met people from the Mo family. The woman you met at the banquet last time is called Mo Yuwei. laternbsp; This matter does not need Mo Ruanmiao to come forward, Mo Chutian only needs his clear attitude on this matter, as for the rest of the matter, Mo Chutian has plenty of solutions.
Maybe it was because he told the things hidden in his heart, Mo Ruanmiao's mental state has improved, at least he will not dream of a bunch of messy things day and night, a bar deep in the alley for a while, and a bar for a while. The wine bottle that came straight to the heart, and the endless quarrels in the family when I was a child.
Mo Ruanmiao sometimes thinks how lucky he is to meet Mo Chutian. A ray of light suddenly appeared in his dark life without any warning. Brighter and brighter, more and more yearning for him, he gradually approached, and finally Guang said to him, I will stay in your world forever, and the rest of my life will be warm and bright. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com