After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

"This is... Mo Nanze!"

After a cry of surprise, the whole crowd exploded instantly!

"Isn't Mo Nanze being treated abroad? Why did he suddenly appear!"

"He has been in a vegetative state for five years, but he didn't expect to get better now?"

"When did he wake up? Was he awakened by the news of Mr. Mo's death?"

"Oh my God... Mo Nanze actually woke up..."

……

Listening to the crowd's murmurs, Jiang Yi'an's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the man in the wheelchair slowly rolling towards him.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

This was the first time she saw Mo Nanze alive.

For a moment, she couldn't believe her eyes or her ears.

Mo Nanze him...

He actually woke up!

At this moment, she put down all her emotions.

She looked at him with only shock and joy in her eyes!

"Beixiao, I'm late."

Mo Nanze walked up to Mo Nanze in a wheelchair and smiled palely at him: "You have been carrying it alone for so long."

Mo Beixiao looked at him steadily, his eyes full of shock.

The man who had always been calm and self-possessed rarely showed an expression of joy like a child: "Brother!"

"you……"

Because of the excitement, the man's voice was trembling and hoarse: "When did you wake up?"

"That's it for this period of time."

Mo Nan smiled calmly at him: "I have been waiting silently since I found out about grandpa's passing. I don't want the news of my waking up to cover up the grief of grandpa's passing."

"So I stayed up until today to show up in front of everyone."

"I'm sorry to have to face you alone during this time."

The man's words made Mo Beixiao's heart hurt as if it was being squeezed by a pair of invisible hands.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Brother, can you wake up..."

"That's great."

"From now on, we brothers will carry it together."

Mo Nan curled his lips and smiled, and after comforting Mo Beixiao for a few more words, he turned his head and glanced in Jiang Yi'an's direction.

Jiang Yi'an was still staring at Mo Nanze blankly.

She had never thought about Mo Nanze waking up before.

But none of them are like what they are now.

In a cemetery like this, at a moment like this.

She looked at Mo Nanze, and for a moment she didn't know what to say or what to do, or even what kind of expression she should put on.

"An'an."

Compared to her being at a loss, Mo Nan was calm and generous.

The man waved to her: "Come here."

His voice was weak and low with a bit of magnetism.

Jiang Yian was stunned for a while before he suddenly realized that the "An'an" he called was referring to her.

A strange feeling arose in my heart for no reason.

She pursed her lips and subconsciously raised her legs to walk towards Mo Nanze.

Mo Beixiao stood there and looked at Jiang Yi'an's back, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

He thought of the countless times Jiang Yian said that she liked Mo Nanze and wanted to be with Mo Nanze.

Before Mo Nanze woke up, she even wanted to do something to him...

Now, Mo Nan has woken up as he wished, and the two of them may really be able to be together.

I don't know why, but when I thought of this, Mo Beixiao felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was suddenly an empty space.