Don't go home without getting drunk, and it's hazy all night.

The sky is getting brighter.

Not only Yu, who hadn't fallen asleep overnight, was worried about Mo Cunxi at this moment, and Si Nan.

In this life, the man who will only revolve around Mo Cunxi.

Si Family…

"Knock and knock".

Si’s mother stood at the door, holding a bowl of hot and steaming pork rib soup in her hand. She stood at the door of Si Nan’s room, gently knocking on Si Nan’s room door, but she was still the same as before and had no response for a long time.

Mother Si's eyes were red, and she gently placed the bowl and plate in front of Si Nan's door. She tried her best to hold back her choked voice and said softly:

"Anan, mom has made some soup for you, mom has put it for you at the door of the room. Remember to drink it. The aunt next door asked mom to go out. You are alone at home. If you are hungry, you can have it in the refrigerator. You can also ask the aunt at home to do it for you. Mom will come back later."

After saying that, Mother Si stood at the door of the room. After standing for a long time, she heard a faint sound from inside.

"good…"

Through the door, I saw what my son looked like, but when I listened to the sound, I felt that he was not good, very bad, very bad.

But what can she do? What can she do?

If he couldn't persuade him, he could only do a little bit of small things for his actions, guarding him and not letting him do stupid things.

But if this lasts for a long time, it is not a solution, it is really not a solution.

She always remembered that when she received the news that day, when she rushed to the hospital, Mr. Mo and Mo Cunyi were not there, and only her son was left, huddled at the door of the operating room, and she was so helpless that she saw her coming.

He raised his face full of tears and looked at her, crying and calling her,

"Mother…"

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

She knew her son best, and she seemed to be laughing all day long. She understood the best. Si Nan was not such a person. His laughing and laughing only to Mo Cunxi, and the shameless ones only followed Mo Cunxi. He was very kind to Mo Cunxi. He was also very kind to Mo Cunxi.

This has been the case since he was a child. More than twenty years have passed, and he is still like this.

He admits his death, but his death is only Mo Cunxi.

If you recognize it, how could you let it go again?

She thought that she would never forget that day. Si Nan hugged her without any scruples, crying like a child outside the operating room. In her eyes, Si Nan will never be a child who will never grow up.

Now that I see my son like this, I feel really heartbroken.

Wiping tears, he walked downstairs, holding the phone, and walking outside. Mom Si called Mo Cunyi, and shouted in a choked voice.

"Xiao Yi..."

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"Sinan, why are you so stupid? If someone beats you, won't you pay it back? Let's go, whoever robs you of your stuff, I'll take you back and leave."

"Sinan, Mo Xingfeng and Li Pei are on a business trip again. What should I do? Mo Cunyi can only cry, it's so annoying. I'll give Mo Cunyi to your house, okay? I'll cry all day long, do you think you're annoying?"

"Sinan, I feel so uncomfortable. The little beauty in the next class, her parents hold hands and pick her up after school every day, and no one comes to pick her up."

"Sinan, I was beaten up by my grandfather again today. Si Nan, come and see me with your chocolate, Si Nan."

"Sinan, I'm hungry..."

"Sinan, chocolate..."

"Sinan, are you looking for death? Believe it or not, I will beat you..."

"Sinan, Sinan, Sinan..."

His eyes fell affectionately on the photo in his hand. Mo Cunxi had long hair and a bright smile on his face. He stood aside, holding Mo Cunxi's hand, and the two smiled at each other.

The relationship between two villains will not deceive people.

At that time, they only had each other in their eyes.

The years at that time were innocent.

At that time, they stayed at Mo Cunxi's seven-year-old.

Looking through one by one, the huge and thick albums were full of Mo Cunxi's photos, all of them.

It's all Mo Cunxi and him.

From one year old, five, and seven years old, he entered the Youth Special Forces Team, ten, fifteen, sixteen, and nineteen years old, he has photos of every year, and everything is well preserved in it.

All of them are Mo Cunxi's growth.

Gently flip the back of the photo, and behind each photo, from the crooked handwriting to the powerful pen tip.

After each picture, it says,

"May Momo be safe every year."

For twenty-five years, the gifts written in it are all this sentence.

Not changed.

Si Nan still remembered the first time he decided to make an album for Mo Cunxi, and he thought of countless words, moving, sad, happy, and wished.

However, no matter that sentence, I can't express what I want to say.

I thought about it for a long time, but after thinking about it, I finally chose this sentence.

Mo Cunxi likes to make trouble and is easily injured. She is afraid of pain. If she is accidentally injured, she will cry for a long time.

If you can't stop her from making trouble, what should I do?

You can't smooth out all the sharp things in this world.

Then I can only wish his Momo to be safe every year.
Chapter completed!