delicious life

, I have troubled my brother these days. "

"Well, then you go to bed first, I will still ask someone to investigate." Mo Yan turned off the lamp on the desk, walked out of the study together with Mo Ci.

Just as the two of them walked downstairs, there was a crackling sound from the kitchen downstairs, and the sound of things falling to the ground, like plates being smashed all over the floor.

Mo Ci and Mo Yan glanced at each other, and approached the kitchen in a tacit understanding.

Mrs. Da's voice was mixed in the sound, and she could hear it clearly.

"Miss Li, let me come, you go to the living room to rest for a while, the young master and the young master will go downstairs soon..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Mrs. Da, I got into trouble again." The cat-like soft voice was filled with tears, and it sounded very pitiful.Mo Ci wisely got out of the way, turned sideways, and let Mo Yan walk in front.

"It's okay, Ms. Li, I'll clean up here." No anger could be heard from Mrs. Da's gentle voice. When Mo Ci and Mo Yan walked into the kitchen one after the other, Mrs. Da was bending over to clean up the mess on the floor. Seeing Mo Yan, he just nodded slightly and continued to clean the kitchen.

Seeing the petite figure huddled in the corner with a low aura, Mo Yan showed a helpless expression, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth looked strange to Mo Ci.

"Ke Ke, don't join us in the kitchen. Mrs. Da will clean up here. Let's go to the living room to rest for a while." Trying to make a soft voice without the metal-like coldness, Mo Yan's eyes were doting, and he covered his palms and drew circles with his hands. Li Ke in the circle.

"Huh? Mo Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I broke a lot of dishes, I'm sorry..." Hearing Mo Yan's comforting words, Li Ke didn't feel at ease, and kept apologizing to the tall and handsome man in front of him in a soft voice. With a pitiful tone, Mo Ci, who was watching the play, trembled.

"Sister-in-law Da said it's okay, I don't blame you, be good, go to the living room first." The gentle sound of dripping water came out, reaching Mo Ci's ears, and Mo Ci spread his arms and exited the kitchen first.

Miss Mimosa Li Ke rubbed her rippling eyes under Mo Yan's coaxing words, stood up from the ground, sniffed her nose very cutely, and said sorry to Mrs.

Rushed out of the kitchen.Unexpectedly, his foot slipped, and Li Ke's petite body quickly fell forward. Mo Ci heard her scream, and half of his body turned sideways when he walked out. Seeing the panicked look of the future sister-in-law who was baring her teeth and claws, she wanted to go over and help her.

Taking one step faster with both hands, Mo Yan's movements were very smooth, he firmly caught the woman who was about to fall to the ground, patted her on the back lightly, and signaled with his eyes to the stunned Mo Yan to get out of the way.

"Every time I walk, I'm reckless. There are many debris on the ground, which is dangerous." Mo Yan sighed, occasionally worried, helped Li Ke who was still standing still, wiped away the tears she was about to overflow, and shook helplessly. Shake your head.

Mo Ci suddenly understood the reason why the eldest brother is so gentle to the future sister-in-law, he likes and cares for her, so he will lower his voice to comfort this little woman.

Mo Ci smiled at Li Ke who was still in a panic, the elder brother's heart was already on the elder sister-in-law.One is cold and silent, and the other is cute and confused.

I'm afraid only a little woman like sister-in-law can make big brother tempted.Mo Ci silently blessed from the bottom of his heart——

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48. chapter7

It is still the small courtyard in my memory.

But the flowers fall away, and the gorgeous flowers and plants that bloomed in the past decay and wither.The deep old green has replaced the previous emerald green, and the vegetation is withered and flourishing, which is somewhat bleak by nature.

The ivy is no longer bright green, and some yellowed leaves are clinging to the courtyard wall. Looking from the gap of the iron gate, the bare flower pots are neatly arranged, but the flowers on the flower branches are gone.

The stone bench was covered with a thick layer of gray, the door lock was rusted, and the courtyard that was originally shrouded in green seemed to have lost its original aura, gray and lonely.

It's only been a few months, and Duan Feng was still taking care of these flowers and plants carefully a few months ago.Looking at the messy yard, Mo Ci hesitated a few times before finally pulling away and leaving.

Pushing a suitcase that weighed a lot, Mo Ci came back in a hurry this time, but he didn't see his father, so he felt a little regretful.There are large white clouds floating in the clear sky, and the air is exceptionally fresh.

Declining the elder brother's farewell, Mo Ci stepped on the plane calmly.I feel more and more that my impulsive plan to go home this time has not worked in the slightest.

Country F still has a lot of things to deal with, such as the upcoming assessment.Unlike the restlessness and boredom a few weeks ago, Mo Ci suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

In this season, there are not many passengers in the airport, so Mo Ci came out of the bathroom, ready to buy a cup of hot drink to pad his belly.

I really missed the cake prepared by Morrison. Mo Ci, who hadn't eaten dessert for a few days, felt itchy in his heart, as if being scratched by a kitten's paw, feeling uncomfortable all over.There was still half an hour before the plane departed. Mo Ci looked around and saw that there was no cake shop he was looking for nearby. He was disappointed for a while. Mo Ci leaned on the seat and watched the passers-by to pass the time.

Elites in bow ties, students with big backpacks, idle tourists.Everyone came and went in a hurry, Mo Ci looked at their shoes and guessed their identities and appearances.

Suit pants, denim skirt... Mo Ci was a little tired, so he looked away.Looking out of the corner of his eye, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure walking out of the airport surrounded by everyone.

That person is Zhao Hongxiu?

Mo Ci wiped his eyes, looking uncertainly.

Polished handmade leather shoes, crisp suit pants, dark black close-fitting suit, and bright tie.Broad shoulders and narrow waist, straight and slender, exuding a mature and capable aura...it was Zhao Hongxiu.

The hand holding the briefcase was gesticulating something, talking with the people around him, while walking out of the airport, his expression was focused, and he didn't distract himself from looking at Mo Ci's side.

Mo Ci breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, withdrew his gaze, and sat quietly on the chair.

Thinking of Zhao Hongxiu's embarrassment and frustration standing in front of him a year ago, and his image of a capable elite just now, it's hard to imagine that such a person also has times of frustration.

It wasn't because he rejected Zhao Hongxiu's inexplicable pursuit that he remembered the past. Mo Ci suddenly discovered that he had never thought of Zhao Hongxiu, his former enemy, during his time in Country F.

The hatred that no longer existed faded away bit by bit, my own world was restructured, and the previous castle was overthrown, and the once strong feelings were no longer important.

Now Mo Ci's feeling towards Zhao Hongxiu is like a stranger, a familiar stranger.

Zhao Hongxiu, who had been talking with people, suddenly stopped and looked around under the doubts of his assistant, but found nothing.Handing the briefcase to the assistant, Zhao Hongxiu loosened the tightly tied bow tie. After accidentally seeing the watch on his wrist, he left the airport with his assistant without further delay, forgetting the strange feeling that had just passed by , the recent schedule is very busy, and the next meeting is very important.

Mo Ci clung to the seat, and only poked his head out when he heard footsteps walking away.

Mo Ci still didn't want to have a positive contact with Zhao Hongxiu. If he was caught by the sweep just now, Zhao Hongxiu might rush over and make trouble with a smile that made him dodge.

In line with the principle that more things are worse than less things, Mo Ci carried the suitcase and boarded the flight.

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When Mo Ci returned to his residence, he received a letter from his neighbor, Mrs. Charles.

Mrs. Charles, who is already fat, has thick curly hair. She blinked her eyes and showed a friendly smile when she handed Mo Ci the registered letter.

"Mo, have you been traveling these days?"

"Well, I've been home for a while, and I'm too tired." Mo Ci took the envelope and yawned wearily.

"Mrs. Charles, when did this letter arrive?"

"Oh, it was yesterday. You weren't there when the postman came, so I accepted it for you first. This is a registered letter." Mrs. Charles replied after thinking for a while, watching Mo Ci accept the letter, and then Goodbye.

"Thank you, Mrs. Charles." Mo Ci said goodbye politely, "Good night."

"Good night, Mo." Mrs. Charles responded to Mo Ci's greeting.Mo Ci entered the room, closed the door, dragged the luggage in, and then sat on the bed to open the letter.

The address of the letter has C language and English, only the address of the recipient, and the column of the sender is blank.The scrawled handwriting made Mo Ci frowned, and Mo Ci couldn't think of who sent him the letter from country C.

Identifying the postmark on the envelope, Mo Ci shook out a thin piece of paper from the envelope.

The letter was obviously torn from a sticky note, and the letter written in a ballpoint pen was very short, just a few sentences, but the content of the letter completely changed Mo Ci's face.

"I'm living a good life now. I don't know if I remember the address correctly." The two words written at the end seemed to jump out suddenly, shaking before Mo Ci's eyes.

...It turned out to be a letter from Duan Feng.

When I returned home, I didn't find the slightest clue to worry about anxiety because these few words disappeared without a trace.

The ups and downs of mood were not noticed by Mo Ci, Mo Ci only knew that the sky at this moment was completely cleared.

Being able to send a letter shows that Duan Feng is still safe.

Another glance at the signing date on the envelope, it was already half a month ago.

Mo Ci let out a long breath and did not forget to call home.Call big brother first and tell him he's arrived safely

Country F, and then...

Mo Ci pressed the number keys and waited for the call to connect.

"Brother, I'm already home."