delicious life

One o'clock in the morning the next day...a full eighteen hours. "

Hearing the words, Mo Ci turned pale.The right hand caresses the chest, and the heart is beating violently, which is a sign of being too nervous.

"What have you been doing for eighteen hours?" Mo Yan looked at Mo Ci's profile and continued to ask.

The blood in the whole body seemed to be flowing backwards, and Mo Ci's clenched hands loosened again.

"I've been waiting for you for thirteen hours, Mo Ci." Mo Yan took out the handkerchief handed to Mo Ci in the morning from Mo Ci's jacket pocket, and said softly.

"Brother..." Mo Ci shook his head, his face turned pale, and the little grievance left in his heart disappeared completely.

He didn't expect that his elder brother would wait for him for more than ten hours.He didn't expect his elder brother to sit in the living room all night because of his mistake.

I didn't expect so many side issues, so I went to the bar with Sun Haipeng.Based on my own will, I want to cut off contact with this group of people.

Have you ever thought about saying hello to your eldest brother before leaving, or have you ever thought that the family members will be worried about him?

Because he was obsessed with impulsive explanations, he deliberately avoided his eldest brother.

Full of confidence, he simply thought that he could solve everything by himself, so he came back early and stopped hanging around the midnight show from now on, which changed his family's impression of him.

Knowing that staying up all night will disappoint big brother and father.

But the thought passed by in a flash, and was left behind by him.

But, have you solved the trouble yourself, have you completely cut off contact with those friends?

Almost a crashing break, an unsafe decision.

Everything is far from the original idea, even contradictory.

Is it because my thoughts are too simple, or is it because my nature is too hard to change?Is it his truest face that hangs on that domineering face?

Mo Cisi thinks about this place, and it becomes more and more uncomfortable.His fingers trembled slightly, and he bit his lower lip tightly.

"Brother...I'm sorry." Mo Ci didn't explain, and didn't want to explain, he only felt better by repeating this sentence.

"A Ci...you look at me." Mo Yan gently held Mo Ci's trembling fingers, and restored Mo Ci's affectionate title, and his harsh eyes softened a lot.

Mo Ci looked up at a loss, and met Mo Yan's relieved eyes.The warm feeling on his fingers reassured him a lot.

"Aci, you have to know that my father and I have hope for you."

"You are different from before, we found out. Ah Ci, you want to change... We also know. Because we have discovered and known, we will have hope in you."

"We will see your changes. But...you have to know, when you change, don't be too hasty, don't be reckless, don't...let us worry."

Mo Yan's tone softened a lot, it was a tone that would never be heard in hotels and other occasions.The deep words contained encouragement, appreciation and a touch of worry.

"A Ci, you will show us a brand new you and give us a look forward to, won't you?"

Mo Yan stretched his hand behind Mo Ci's back and gently comforted him.

Feeling that Mo Ci, who was tense all over, slowly relaxed, and his breathing was not as fast as when he came in, Mo Yan folded his arms and hugged Mo Ci, who was smelling of alcohol.

"I will... Big brother." Mo Ci also embraced his big brother, hugged his broad back tightly, and promised.The uneasiness in my heart has long been circulated with the warm current gushing out of my body.

"I will, big brother." Mo Ci buried his face on Mo Yan's shoulder and smiled silently.

The light of the small table lamp in the living room is not as bright as the crystal chandelier, but it emits a hundred times brighter light than the crystal chandelier.

It illuminated the two people who embraced and encouraged each other, and illuminated the haze in Mo Ci's heart.

13、chapter13

The morning dew hangs down the delicate green leaves and drips into the soil.The sun refracts this drop of morning dew, giving it a crystal-clear luster.The blooming flowers nod to the branches that have not yet branched out, exuding a sweet fragrance.Mo Ci, who was watering it, smiled a little more.

The flower branch trembled slightly, Mo Ci stopped the watering pot in his hand, and waved to his father who came to the garden.

The bright smile on the face infected everyone.

Everyone has noticed the changes in Mo Ci during these days.The young master used to have a faint smile on his sullen face all day long, which made the old servants who had worked in Mo's house for a long time sigh that his wife returned to Mo's house in the spirit of heaven.

The smiling Mo Ci resembled the mistress of this house, the old man's original wife.

The haze of the past was gone, and the sincerity in the smile made people feel good, and made people forget the domineering and arrogant young master in the past.

Mr. Mo coughed lightly, and while no one else was paying attention, he couldn't help but rise up.Fortunately, no one saw his face, that's a pride... When the servants saw it, they were amazed again.How does this look like the meticulous and serious master who keeps a straight face all day and rarely even smiles on the corners of his mouth?

"Ah Ci, you should water less...Look, that flower has not been drowned by you." Looking at the flower branch hanging from Mo Ci's hand, the picky old man stared, He snatched the kettle from Mo Ci's hand, pretending to feel distressed.

That flower seed, but she left it to herself...

The old man tugged at the corners of his mouth, dispersed the two overlapping shadows in his head, took care of the flower garden with a water bottle, and threw the excited Mo Ci behind him, ignoring him.

This brat has been a little too enthusiastic recently. My old man has a bad heart, so he doesn't want to be stimulated...

Mo Ci, who was ignored, was like a stray puppy, eagerly following behind his father, circling around his father, stretching out his paws from time to time to push aside some lush grass in the garden for his father.

It's hard not to notice the pursed mouth and the invisible tail wagging behind him.

The old man still pretended not to see it, turned around and walked towards the innermost layer of the garden.

Just leave you kid here, do you still follow?

The old man sniggered from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing a dog.

The child who was the size of a palm at the beginning has grown so big all of a sudden, and he used to always fight against himself... Now he has changed his temper again. It's really... difficult to raise a child.Don't make a good tease at this time, when the stinky boy changes his appearance again, there is no chance to tease him...

He stopped suddenly, the old man wanted to see if the "puppy" behind him followed.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped, Mo Ci from behind collided with him, and his old bones were almost smashed to pieces.

The old man's face was wrinkled, and he was about to teach this bastard who didn't have eyes loudly.But he saw Mo Ci covering his nose with an innocent face.

There is crystal liquid in the red eye sockets, and they keep spinning, as if they are accusing themselves: Why should I stop? It's my father's fault——

Ouch... How long has it been since I saw this kid look so deflated?

The old man sighed, wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his head, stretched out his hand, and patted Mo Ci's shoulder.

"How old are you, don't pay attention when you walk." Mo Ci's deliberately stern face did not scare Mo Ci, but made Mo Ci laugh.

While rubbing his sore nose, Mo Ci smirked, seeing the old man's helpless expression, he was very happy.

"Dad, did it hurt you just now?"

"No." The old man turned his head away and continued to water.

Even though the bones are still sore... It's really awkward to be cared about by the brat...

Mo Ci chuckled, his thoughts drifted away.In the last life, I have never been so close to my father. It turns out that father and son are in harmony, and they are much happier than fighting each other...

Taking a step back is not as difficult as imagined.

"Ouch." Seeing the old man staggering, Mo Ci hurriedly supported his father, and clasped his hands on his father's wrist, feeling the strange feeling of blood connection, Mo Ci wrapped his hands even tighter.

"Brat, loosen your hands." The old man felt out of breath, and stared, asking Mo Ci to let go of his hands.

My body is still strong, this brat will make him look old if he supports him.

The old man snorted heavily, ignoring Mo Ci's injured "expression" like a small animal, but he did not stop Mo Ci's hands from climbing his arms again.

The old housekeeper who helped to take care of the garden saw the two fathers and sons in harmony, and felt a little bit more sighed in his heart, smiled and nodded in approval.

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Since Mo Zhixing handed over the management of the company to his eldest son, he has retired to the second line and started doing what he likes most: studying cooking skills.

It’s just that I occasionally look for ingredients for the restaurant under my name and go on business trips.The operation and management of the company and the hotel are all taken care of by Mo Yan himself, so Mo Zhixing is not worried.

The eldest son is mature and stable, has vision and strategy, is sensible and courteous, and is the only person he can rest assured of.

Every family has a difficult scripture to recite. In comparison, his second son worries him a lot.

The second son, Mo Ci, was pampered and cared for by everyone. He developed a stubborn and stubborn temperament since he was a child.If it's just stubborn and ignorant, it can be tolerated.But he became more and more stubborn, causing troubles outside, and Mo Ci, who didn't know the priorities, caused everyone a big headache.

He has to help clean up the mess every time, and he can't say a word afterward, but the stubborn second son always pushes back with a few words.

His ex-wife, that docile woman who grew up with each other, will always be a pain in his heart.

Every time Mo Ci said "Mom", the pain in his heart would intensify a bit.Ashamed of her, ashamed of her two sons, Mo Zhixing knew that his current wife would not be accepted by the two sons.

Regarding marrying a wife, Mo Yan used cold treatment without saying a word, while Mo Ci used fierce resistance.He didn't want the two children to suffer with him...but the mother's physical condition made it hard for him to refuse.

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