[Mo Mao] You don't know me

Mo Yu opened the curtain and walked out of the room with the medicine bowl in his hand. The old man with gray beard standing beside him gave him an unfriendly look, and continued to look at the people working not far away.

Mo Yu also ignored the other party expressionlessly, and went back to the kitchen to clean the medicine bowl. He hurried back to the room without even wiping his hands. It was only when he saw Mu Xuanying lying on the bed that his expression eased, and he moved lightly. walked over to the bed and sat down.

He fell ill in front of Mu Xuanying at that time, but it frightened him, and after waking up, his body, which had not recovered, fell in the rain, and he didn't even have time to recognize Mu Xuanying, telling him He missed him so much, Mu Xuanying lost consciousness in his arms.

It has been three days since she was so groggy, and Mu Xuanying didn't wake up for a while until today.

"Brother Yu..."

"I'm here."

"Brother Yu...Brother Mo Yu...Xiao Yu...you wait for me, wait for me..." Mu Xuanying's cheeks were very red.But it was not because of health, but because of the cold, fever, and sweating profusely. Mo Yu didn't need to guess what he dreamed about, because he had also had such a dream.

Mo Yu reached out and grabbed Mu Xuanying's hand, and wiped the sweat off his brow, "Maomao, I'm here, I'm not leaving."

"Silly Mao Mao, you have been asleep for three days, it's time to get up."

"Maomao is not stupid, Brother Xiaoyu is a big villain..." Mu Xuanying muttered, and fell asleep again.

Why are you not stupid?If you're not stupid, why did you follow me after I've been dead for a few years?You can't take care of yourself when I'm not here?

Mo Yu sighed, and held Mu Xuanying's hand tightly, "How did Xie Yuan's grandson take care of you? It's up to you to be willful..."

When Mu Xuanying woke up, it was almost dark outside, he got up and got out of bed, walked out of the room, walked to Xie Yunliu and sat down, smiled at Xie Yunliu, "Uncle Xie, I'm sick again, but I dreamed that Mo Brother Yu is dead, he is in pain."

Xie Yunliu looked down at the child and looked away without saying a word.

"Uncle Xie, when I made Uncle Xie angry, I just pretended to be sick and Uncle Xie would forgive me. You really don't want to try?" Seeing Xie Yunliu ignoring her, Mu Xuanying rolled her eyes and began to play tricks. His mood today Well, even if he is still sick, he is still in a good mood. He dreamed of Brother Mo Yu, and he called him Mao Mao. It was his brother Mo Yu, not the owner of Mo Shaogu.

As soon as Mo Yu walked out of the kitchen with the medicine in his hand, he heard his own child playing tricks, he smiled helplessly, his beautiful face became even more eye-catching, Mu Xuanying was a little dazed, Mo Yu didn't care, walked over and put the medicine on the stone table and stretched out his hand He patted the child's head, "Maomao, I've taken the medicine."

"Brother Mo Yu..."

"En." Mo Yu responded, and handed over the prepared candied fruit, "Drink the medicine."

Mu Xuanying obediently picked up the bowl and drank the medicine in one gulp, but Mo Yu only felt panicked in her heart. In the past, every time Mu Xuanying took the medicine, he had to be coaxed and lied to, or only willing to take it when he got angry. When they met again after growing up, Mu Xuanying was always unwilling to drink medicine as long as she was in front of him, because he was afraid of suffering.

But now?

Mu Xuanying drank the medicine, raised her head and continued to look at Mo Yu, Mo Yu stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth, turned and left.

"Brother Mo Yu! Mo Yu! Xiao Yu!" Mu Xuanying stood up in panic and wanted to follow, but because her feet were limp and lacked strength, she fell directly, and Xie Yunliu who was beside her stretched out her hand to pull him back.

Mo Yu, who originally wanted to send the medicine bowl back, was a step late, and put the empty bowl on the table with a cold face. He was indeed very angry, angry at Mu Xuanying's carelessness, but resisted reflexively wanting to teach him a lesson.

Mu Xuanying flinched back a bit, not daring to look at Mo Yu.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"I see."

At this time, Mu Xuanying never said that he didn't know, and Mo Yu was a little amused for a while, "Oh, then where did you go wrong?"

Mu Xuanying was silent.

Mo Yu frowned, a little worried.

"I... I don't regret killing you, but I should accompany you immediately, maybe then you won't be angry with me, but I..."

Only then did Mo Yu realize that Mu Xuanying had misunderstood him, "Mu Xuanying, look up at me."

He frightened him, his complexion was not good at first, but now it is pale as paper, Mo Yu sighed and pressed Mu Xuanying's head to the crook of his neck, patted him on the back comfortingly, "I forgive you, silly Fluffy."

Yu Banxian still went out to give fortune-telling every day. Mu Xuanying lay down for a long time due to the wind and cold, and did not recover until it was completely summer. Although he is no longer threatened by Sanyang's dead veins, it also ruined his physical foundation at the beginning. , Let alone martial arts, even ordinary people can't compare.

But Mo Yu still thanked God devoutly.

"Brother Mo Yu, is it alright if you don't go back to the Valley of the Evil?" What Mu Xuanying was afraid of back then was not that Mo Yu would become what others called a wicked lunatic, but that Mo Yu was bullied in the Valley of the Evil, so he always wanted to take him away. he.

"It's okay." Mo Yu lay on the bed, holding Mu Xuanying in her arms like when she was a child, trying to keep him warm.

Mu Xuanying's spirit was not very good, and soon fell asleep, Mo Yu looked at the other person's face and thought, maybe he should leave, or take Mu Xuanying to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Forget it, ask Mu Xuanying for his opinion tomorrow.

He didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Mu Xuanying, he only knew that he couldn't live without him.

In fact, Mo Yu knew very well that with Mu Xuanying's current body, he was destined not to live a long life, but what's the matter, even the present life is God's reward for him, what else is he dissatisfied with?

Mu Xuanying woke up early the next morning in Mo Yu's arms. When Mo Yu woke up, Mu Xuanying was playing with the ends of his hair. When he woke up, he grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, "Brother Yu, you I loved pulling my hair when I was a kid."

"I like it now too." Mo Yu looked gentle, and gently pulled La Mu Xuanying's ponytail.

Mu Xuanying let go of her hand with a grunt, and couldn't help asking again, "Did I hurt you?"

"Yeah." Mo Yu smiled, "It hurts a lot."

Mu Xuanying felt guilty for a moment, and Mo Yu added, "Why don't you give me a blow, Maomao? It won't hurt anymore."

Mu Xuanying: "...Brother Yu, you are bullying again."

Mo Yu just laughed.

Mu Xuanying sighed, and picked up Mo Yu's long hair, "Brother Mo Yu, you're only in your thirties, but you already have gray hair."

A little distressed.

"Maomao dislikes me?"

"Don't dislike it, brother Mo Yu is the most powerful, and Mao Mao likes brother Mo Yu the most." Mu Xuanying hurriedly coaxed him, and then realized that she had been fooled again, and turned her back in embarrassment.

Mo Yuxiao's chest was trembling, but he stepped forward to apologize immediately.

The years are quiet and good, you and I are here.

As I said at the beginning, none of us will leave the other

The author has something to say: the end, perfect!