Daddy and Mommy blocked you again

Feng Xingjue looked at Mo Bao excitedly, his eyes were clearly expecting him to come and say a few words to him.

However, Mo Bao just glanced at him, there was grievance in that look, and there was also resentment.

Yes, it is resentment.

He also just glanced at Feng Xingjue, then took Ye Qing's hand and walked away with her.

With Ye Xiaomo's attitude, he was obviously very disappointed with him.

Watching the two of them leave, Feng Xingjue's heart ached more and more.

But he didn't go forward to persuade her to stay, because he knew that no matter what he said now, it would be hurt to Ye Qing.

"Mommy, Uncle Xiao said that it wasn't him who hit Xiaoyan, but someone else. After that person hit Xiaoyan and ran away, he was hit by a car on the highway. He died."

Ye Xiaomo said weakly to Ye Qing.

The word he said from his mouth naturally refers to Feng Xingjue.

In the past, Ye Xiaomo would still call Feng Xingjue Daddy, but now, he can't say those two words.

Hearing Ye Xiaomo's words, Ye Qing nodded slightly: "I see."

She acted very calmly, because Gu Jue had already said that when Xiaoyan was in the first aid, they were not the ones who caused the accident.

But someone else.

Unexpectedly, that person would die so quickly.

"Mommy, how is little sister?" Ye Xiaomo raised her immature eyes and looked at her weakly.

Those eyes were full of guilt and remorse.

If he hadn't brought Xiaoyan out, such a thing would not have happened to Xiaoyan.

Xiaomo felt sorry for her sister and blamed herself.

"My sister is injured, it will be fine when she recovers. Don't worry, nothing will happen." Ye Qing comforted Xiao Mo.

She could tell that Xiao Mo was very sad.

As Ye Qing said, she gently touched his little head.

The more gentle Ye Qing was, without blaming him at all, the more Xiao Mo couldn't control her emotions.

In an instant, his nose was sore, his eye sockets were hot, and tears overflowed his eye sockets.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought my sister out." Ye Xiaomo cried, even sobbing.

He couldn't forget the way Xiaoyan was lying in a pool of blood, and he couldn't forget the feeling of nervousness, fear and distress at that moment.

At that moment, he felt that all his abilities were useless. He panicked, but he was like a headless chicken. He knew that his sister was hurt so badly, but he couldn't do anything.

He was really scared and blamed himself.

This wouldn't have happened if he hadn't brought his sister out.

My sister would not have suffered such a trauma.

Seeing that Ye Xiaomo finally couldn't control himself and began to cry, his small body trembled slightly from sobbing.

He is still so young, but he blames himself so much, his small body seems to be able to fall down at any time.

Seeing Ye Qing's heart ached, she burst into tears instantly, and hugged Xiao Mo into her arms.

She warmed Xiao Mo and gave him courage: "Xiao Mo, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself, and my sister is fine, she will wake up tomorrow. When her wound heals, she will be that lively and lovely girl again." The little princess is gone. Let's not be sad, shall we?"

Listening to Ye Qing's words, Xiao Mo's guilty and cowardly heart slowly warmed up.

He lay on his mother's arms and wept wantonly.

Mommy's embrace is so warm, so comfortable, so reassuring to him.

Let him relax his heart that has always been strong, and no longer have to support his emotions, force himself to be sensible, and force himself to stand up.

He can really cry like a child in Mommy's arms.

Once the emotional valve is opened, it can no longer be closed.

Xiao Mo grabbed Ye Qing's clothes with her small hands, and buried her face in her arms, sobbing and crying wantonly.

At the age of four, he had never cried so willfully.

From the moment he could speak, he realized that he had to be strong, he was an older brother, and he had to protect his younger sister.

At a young age, he imitated the maturity of adults.

Strong, independent, even to help Mommy win Daddy's heart, he worked hard to learn the code, thinking that he could make Mommy rich and confident.

But later he realized that he was still too naive.

The adult's world is so complicated that he really can't figure it out.

Ye Qing hugged Xiao Mo distressedly and affectionately, and kept walking along his back without saying anything.

Feng Xingjue was standing not far away, looking at the scene in front of him.

Seeing Xiao Mo so sad, he wanted to go up to comfort him.

But his feet moved for a moment, and then stopped again. His eyes were full of distress, but he could only watch from a distance.

Because he knew that if he went forward, it would only make Ye Qing lose control of her emotions, and it would only make Ye Qing feel more uncomfortable.

It will only make Xiaomo dislike him even more.

In order to give them a quiet environment, he chose to stand where he was, watching with distress and guilt.

For five years he had failed as a husband.

As a daddy, I failed even more.

He clearly knows what a painful experience it is for a child not to be loved by his father or mother since he was a child, but he still makes his child suffer so hard.

Feng Xingjue's heart became more and more tormented.

But now, he wanted to make up for Ye Qing and the children, but they didn't give him a chance.

Ye Xiaomo cried for a while in Ye Qing's arms, and gradually calmed down.

After all, he has learned to be strong since he was a child, and his mind is more mature than children of the same age.

Not crying all the time.

What's more, with Mommy's comfort, his heart became stronger.

He straightened up from Ye Qing's arms, looked at Ye Qing with red eyes from crying, wiped away his tears, sobbed a bit, and said, "Mommy, let's go see my sister."

Ye Qing wiped away the tears on his face with her thumb, and said gently: "Okay, Mommy is holding you."

Ye Qing took Ye Xiaomo's little hand and walked into the ward together.

The figures, one big and one small, disappeared before Feng Xingjue's eyes, and his heart was also emptied.

His world, without Ye Qing, without the children, seems to be meaningless.

……

"Ye Qing..." Feng Yue Chengben sat by the bed, looking at Xiaoyan intently.

Hearing the movement, he got up and saw Ye Qing and Xiao Mo who was following her.

Ye Qing just nodded to him, did not speak, and looked at Xiaoyan who was lying on the bed.

Ye Xiaomo's immature black eyes also looked at Xiaoyan closely.

Seeing her pale face, Ye Xiaomo wanted to cry again, but he held back.

"Yue Cheng, please help me take Xiao Mo back, it's nine o'clock in the evening, go back and have a good rest." Ye Qing said to Feng Yuecheng.

Feng Yuecheng didn't see Feng Xingjue coming in with Ye Qing, so he knew he was driven away by Ye Qing.

Feng Yuecheng somehow felt a sense of accomplishment.

Does this mean that Ye Qing accepts herself from the bottom of her heart?

Otherwise, how could she drive away Feng Xingjue?

Now, she asked him to take Xiaomo back to rest, is this a kind of recognition of identity?

Feng Yuecheng responded positively: "Okay, I'll send Mo Bao home first, and then I'll come and change shifts with you to take care of Xiaoyan."