delicious life

The white Mercedes-Benz that turned its head was jacked up high, turned sideways, and rolled a few meters away.

The piercing sound of brakes and the subsequent exclamation made Mo Ci's blood freeze instantly.

The blood spilled from the man's body stained Mo Ci's vision red, the world turned pale, and only a frozen blush remained in the out-of-focus eyes.

Mechanically rushing over, Mo Ci's heart beat heavily, and he stopped all movement in an instant, and fell hard to the ground.

102、chapter30

The sky in March is still exceptionally cold.

The sky is a continuous gray.

The city's neon lights came on early, shining coldly under the gray sky.He calmly looked at the continuous flow of vehicles below him.

Tens of thousands of light spots flashed across at high speed, pressed through the shallow puddles, and splashed scattered mud spots.

Uncharacteristically, there was continuous drizzle, and this year's winter seemed extraordinarily long.

The sky was devastated, all the dust turned into gray dust, densely arranged, sitting in endless frictional motion.

The continuous drizzle fell tirelessly, making people's memory stay on the evening of the day when the car accident happened.

The gorgeous sky, the bright red fire clouds, and the coagulated blood.

Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I didn't know when they dried up.

Wanting to cry happily, the voice that squeezed out of his throat was weak and pitiful.

The lights in the emergency room stabbed the eyes of those looking for the man.

Being forcibly held by the arm and dragged away from here, the palms that clung to the wall gave birth to fear greater than the strength of several people.

It seems that something is missing, a complete thing is missing a corner, and the heart that has been lost is the pain of cold wind.

Hearing the news that Duan Feng might not be able to wake up, Mo Ci recalled his expression at that moment.

Opening his mouth numbly, tears from the corners of his eyes flowed into his throat, a burst of bitterness that was hard to swallow.

The car accident caused serious damage to Duan Feng's cerebral cortex, causing Duan Feng to fall into a coma and lose consciousness.After three days of rescue, he walked around from the god of death.

The parts hit by the car concentrated on the head and upper body, and plaster was put on the fractured part of the hand bone, and gradually recovered, but Duan Feng's brain showed no signs of waking up.

Mo Chishou stood in front of the hospital bed without eating or drinking, and grabbed Duan Feng's uninjured right hand, not daring to let go.

The person who could nod and smile at him a moment ago closed his eyes tightly at this moment and refused to open them again. His cheeks sunken day by day and his lips were chapped. one lip...

Duan Feng's grandfather passed by, his father came, his elder brother forcibly pulled him away, Tao Meng and Gigi Lai cried, Zhao Hongxiu sighed deeply in front of the bed.

"I will wipe out the Shi family and not let anyone slip through the net, and seek justice for Chengfeng!"

The ashen-faced old man Ji uttered cruel words to the hospital bed.

"You bastard, come with me, who do you want to show to!"

A month later, the impatient old man slapped Mo Ci, but Mo Ci remained indifferent, looking at the sleeping man on the hospital bed calmly.

"If you are exhausted, even if he wakes up, he won't forgive you." The elder brother who raised his fist swung towards him, but lowered his fist in mid-air, powerlessly, and pushed Mo Ci to the ground instead. , spying on Mo Ci with sharp eyes.

"Brother Duan, boss..." Tao Meng and Gigi Lai burst into tears and left with sobs, which made Mo Ci even more uncomfortable.

"I admire your courage, Ji Chengfeng. I have many ways to defeat you, but I didn't use any of them. When I was a villain before, I was rejected by Mo Ci. Now it's rare to be a good person. Mo Cihao Nothing. Now, you are lying here, and you haven't changed his mind. Like you, an opponent who is willing to sacrifice his future for freedom and sacrifice his life without hesitation when the other half is in danger, I find that I have made a mistake. A mistake - I can't make such a sacrifice in my attitude towards Mo Ci...I can't beat you."

"If the current state is your choice, I will take Mo Ci away without hesitation. If you wake up now, I will look forward to competing with you in the mall!"

Zhao Hongxiu's voice sounded more like a threat, without any embellishments.

A sigh passed by lightly, looking at Duan Feng with regret still in his eyes.Zhao Hongxiu stood quietly in front of Duan Feng's hospital bed for a while, took out an old piece of yellowed paper from his pocket, and handed it to Mo Ci, "This is your Mo family's secret recipe, I keep it now, and it won't be of much use. So I will return it to you intact, Mo Ci, take care of yourself."

Zhao Hongxiu's eyes stayed on Mo Ci's body, and when Mo Ci took it in surprise, he lowered his arms, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and paused slightly. Before Mo Ci could answer, Zhao Hongxiu and Mo Ci passed by, and gently closed the door of the ward. door.

Anyone who has visited Duan Feng will see Mo Ci beside the hospital bed with a dazed expression.He wanted to comfort Mo Ci, but the organized words got stuck in his throat. In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly.

The elders of the two families looked at Mo Ci, who was haggard day by day, and couldn't bear it after all.They promised in the ward that when Duan Feng woke up, they would not force the two children to separate again.

Every pair of parents devotes all their energy to love their children.I hope that my children will become successful, even if I do nothing, I hope that they will live happily.At a certain age, the father began to pursue a lively result of a full house of children and grandchildren.In order to achieve this wish, they will use a strong method to interfere with their children's feelings, forcing children who cannot fulfill this wish to compromise with themselves.In this process, they often use the wrong method, forcibly intervene, and fail to communicate in time, resulting in irreparable consequences.

Crazy blood flowed in the blood of the Shi family. When his own son got married, his interference caused his son to leave his pregnant lover cruelly. As a result, he died in a carefully planned serial car accident.

After hearing the news that his grandson was with the man, he used the previous method without hesitation to force Duan Feng to hold a wedding. After exposing the Shi family's conspiracy, Shi Ya, who was slipped by the Shi family, retaliated aggressively and drove into someone.Let the grandson lie on the bed, and he still can't wake up.

Old man Ji, who was ashamed in his heart, often sighed into the air, thinking of himself back then, if he hadn't forcibly interfered with Duan Feng's life, there would be no such result today.

He repeated the mistakes of the past over and over again, but it was too late after all...

Not wanting to see his old friend's child go through such suffering again, Mr. Ji discussed with his old friend for a long time, put down his posture, admitted the relationship between the two, and stopped interfering with their freedom.

Perhaps it was the clear statement of the two elders that moved Mo Ci.

After that, Mo Ci was no longer in a trance, but began to pull himself together, walked out of this ward, and reintegrated into the disconnected life.

Every day he went to the ward to report to the ward, even though he knew that Duan Feng could not eat anything in this state, Mo Ci still brought the same delicious food when he visited Duan Feng.

Spend two hours every day cooking for Duan Feng, what Duan Feng likes, what he likes... Looking through the memories of the two of them together, the taste that melted on the tip of the tongue was reinterpreted by Mo Ci's hands.

Never believing the doctor's diagnosis, Mo Ci took Duan Feng's diagnosis of brain death as a gust of wind in his ears.

The water dripping into the soil slowly evaporated, and the tears dripping on Duan Feng's face seeped into the skin little by little.

Mo Ci injected his own hope while waiting, immersed in a flawless dream.

Waiting is a beautiful helplessness, the black curtain is drawn during the day, and the heavy coat is shed at night.

From autumn to winter, the time on the strings is played one by one with the melody of night and day.

Half a year ago, Mo Ci, who was trying to play his own role, left City C, headed towards his original goal, returned to Country F, and continued to complete the unfinished game.

Saying goodbye to Duan Feng who closed his eyes for a while, Mo Ci struggled silently on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, broke through in a world, mobilized the inspiration and emotions of the whole body, and completely entered the highest state of integration and self-breakthrough, and won many honors and recognition from world famous chefs. honorary title.

The secret recipe that once fell into the hands of the Zhao family no longer became a barrier for Mo Ci to stop.

Before seeing the handwriting on the secret recipe, Mo Ci repeatedly thought that the ingredients recorded in the secret recipe would never be surpassed by him.

However, in the secret method returned by Zhao Hongxiu himself, there is no complicated and exquisite condiment preparation, and there is no summary experience of enlightenment.

On a piece of yellowed paper, there are only simple eight-character mottos.

The priceless secret recipe announced to the outside world embodies the wisdom of Mo's elders.

Mo Ci thought of his father and elder brother's attitude of not caring about the whereabouts of the secret recipe, and soon understood, and completely dispelled the doubts about whether it was Zhao Hongxiu who exchanged the secret recipe.

Mo Ci quietly tore off the old paper and completed the progress beyond himself.

At the turn of spring and autumn, everyone saw the earth-shaking changes in Mo Ci.

An indescribable steady temperament unfolded between Mo Ci's brows. Since then, no one has seen Mo Ci's wanton smile again.

When you smile, it's like there is a thin layer of veil, and you can never see the face behind the veil clearly.

Wearing a mask, Mo Ci calmly dealt with all the difficulties in front of him, assumed all the responsibilities that should be borne, and was no longer covered by his elder brother's shining halo.

The harder he tried, the more he made the old man sad.

Carrying a heavy burden on his body, Mo Ci's figure became thinner and thinner.Looking up close, it is as tall and straight as a bamboo, but in the distance, it looks like a thin leaf, which has the illusion of being blown away by the wind at any time.

All the games in country F are over, Mo Ci refrained from calling home