delicious life

, It took Mo Ci a lot of time to boil the bone soup.Stew the rotten bones in a pressure cooker, add ginger and white vinegar, then cook the soup on low heat, add seasoning, and put some carrots.Pour off the oil floating on the surface of the soup to make the soup lighter, and put it in a casserole to simmer away to keep warm and tasty.

The soup was bland, but packed with nutrients and had a healing effect on Morrison's broken bones.He kept in mind Morrison's care for him before.When friends are in trouble, Mo Ci will not sit idly by.

Seeing Morrison finish the soup without missing a beat, Mo Ci quickly packed up his things and put the cutlery in the backpack he brought over, when Mo Ci's cell phone rang.

Putting down his backpack, Mo Ci walked to the window of the hospital bed and pressed the answer button.

It was Winnie calling.

Ask him if he is free tonight, and want Mo Ci to attend a party with her.

Mo Ci's voice was not loud, and Morrison could identify the person who called Mo Ci through Mo Ci's tone of voice.

His face darkened, and Morrison's bright green eyes dimmed instantly.

At this moment, he felt that the smile on Mo Ci's face was extremely dazzling.

Clenching his left hand tightly, Morrison tried his best to ignore the raging anger, suppressing the impulse in his blood and the pain in his chest.

The conversation on the other side of the window kept drilling into his ears, the more he ignored it, the more he paid attention to it.

"At night?" The young man leaning against the window said softly.

"What kind of party is it?"

"Well, if there are too many people, I have to go home and change clothes."

"Is it seven o'clock in the evening? Well, I'm free tonight and will be there on time."

The young man put away his mobile phone, the smile on his cheeks was still there, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, coating Mo Ci with a heavy gold, standing behind the window seemed to be surrounded by a halo of light, with a special expression on his face Soft, like the landscape that has been dyed and traced in an oil painting, it is clear and light, making people feel soft.

he's mine.

Morrison's fists were acidic, watching the young man slowly walk to his side, and pulled up the quilt that was hanging on the floor.

Gorgeous little flowers bloomed in my heart, and the next sentence was like an overwhelming flood, sweeping the flowers away in the waves.

"I'm going to a party with Winnie tonight, so I can't come to see you, Morrison. The hospital will provide dinner."

"...Stay here." Morrison didn't know what kind of expression he had at this time, he could only see Mo Ci frowned slightly on the opposite side, paused for a few seconds, came over and patted him on the shoulder, his tone was very relaxed.

"Morrison, there will be many beautiful nurses in the hospital. You are handsome and talented. They are eager to chat with you. The place where you stay is heaven."

"I'll go first." Mo Ci put the backpack on his shoulders neatly, and gave Morrison a back view.

The sun was getting weaker and weaker, Morrison retracted the loneliness buried in his eyes, and saw the afterglow of the setting sun move out of the ward little by little, and slowly climb out of the window, the darkness gathered, leaving a small shadow.

Eight past three.

Mo Ci felt that the mobile phone in the pocket of the dress was vibrating constantly.

Mo Ci's hand on Winnie's shoulder was free, and he said sorry to Winnie, took out his mobile phone, retreated from the dance floor with melodious music playing, and connected the call in the lounge.

The steady tone and formulaic narration made Mo Ci react immediately.

Mo Ci answered the phone call from the hospital and hurried to the dance floor. It was easy to find Winnie, who was alone and without a male companion.

The girl saw the anxious look on his face and asked gently.

"What happened?"

"Well, I'm sorry, Winnie. I can only say sorry to you, and I can't accompany you to the end. My friend has an accident, and I have to rush to the hospital now..."

Mo Ci stared apologetically at the girl in the blue evening dress, his big and bright eyes dimmed a lot after hearing his apology.

It is extremely rude to quit halfway through the dance. Leaving the female partner alone on the dance floor of the banquet will embarrass the female partner.

Mo Ci didn't care about so much, and shook Winnie's fair hands vigorously. When she was about to let go of her hands, the girl tightly grasped his hands, and her eyes were covered with mist.

"Mo Ci..."

"I'm sorry, Winnie, I have to rush to the hospital right away, sorry!" Mo Ci said in embarrassment, and decisively pulled out his hand, and placed a light kiss on the girl's moist lips.

"Winnie, I will make it up to you." Mo Ci whispered in her ear.

And when his voice completely disappeared from the girl's ears, he had already walked out of the dance floor without leaving any shadow behind.

"She is an unforgettable girl. She has a bad temper, but she is not bad. When she is happy, she will pull me to run wildly in crowded places. She never cares about other people's eyes. She puts her happiness and Sadness is shown on her face, that face can't hide any emotion..."

Morrison raised his head slightly, looking at Mo Ci's half-smile expression, his eyes flickered slightly.

"She's never been a lady, but she's a good girl," Morrison continued, sinking into a long-lost memory.

He is talking about his first love with Mo Ci.If Mo Ci didn't stay in the kitchen, he would become extremely restless. The hospital's disinfectant made Mo Ci not stay long.If you don't talk to him, Mo Ci will leave immediately after confirming that he is fine.

Morrison admitted that it was not honorable to retain him at the cost of aggravating his own injury.Seeing Mo Ci quit the dance halfway, he rushed to the hospital sweating profusely, chasing after the doctor to ask about his condition, carefully asking about his injuries.At that moment, he was full of emotion.

He secretly speculated about the status of himself and Winnie in Mo Ci's heart, and leaving the scene halfway would bring embarrassment to the girl.But Mo Ci chose him, and rushed over immediately after hearing the news that he had fallen on the stairs and the plaster was broken.

He was the important party, Morrison secretly rejoiced and kept Mo Ci.

He wants Mo Ci to understand him better and accept his feelings.There is a first love in everyone's heart, which is buried deep in the heart, and it is slowly spread with sand and stones until it is accumulated at the bottom.With this kind of beginning, tell about your past, share your privacy with Mo Ci, Mo Ci will slowly accept him.

The girl in Morrison's deepest memory has blue delicate eyes, and she doesn't know how to hide her temper. To the indistinct girl.The image that automatically popped up in his mind perfectly coincided with the cunning in Mo Cizheng's fear.

Obviously, they are two people who have no similarities, even opposite genders, and their tempers are quite different.Even so, Morrison still remembered at a glance, and was shot in the chest by Cupid's bow and arrow in an instant.

love at first sight.From looking for a substitute for feelings at the beginning, to slowly accumulating good feelings and sinking into deep sinking, this inner restlessness has intensified.

If that relationship hadn't withered before it blossomed, I'm afraid Morrison wouldn't remember that shadow so deeply.He has owed, blamed himself, repented, sad, worried, didn't meet the right person, didn't have that kind of throbbing feeling, the appearance of Mo Ci ignited the firewood in his heart that was wet with water, and ignited a raging flame .

He thought that his feelings for Mo Ci were closer than friends, more than liking.

Morrison had a smile on his lips, his blond hair bobbing around his head.Then the grin that touched the wound made Mo Ci goug him hard.

"Idiot, do you still have to retell your story with dancing?"

"I was so excited. It was the first time I told my story to someone. Mo, come and help me. I want to go to the bathroom."

A flattering smile formed on Morrison's face.

"Oh, I am your personal servant, Lord Morrison." Mo Ci sighed, shook his head old-fashionedly, put Morrison's thick and strong arm on his shoulder, and moved his steps carefully.

——Twists and turns, slipped when going to the toilet, such a silly hat, you need someone to watch.

When Mo Ci helped Morrison back to the ward, there was not much strength left in his body. Leaning against the wall, Mo Ci thought of the topic just now, couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, and asked, "You like that girl very much, Why do you want to be separated from her?"

"It's not that I want to separate from her. I like her, and she likes me. What really separates us is fate. The time we spent together is too short, and she is gone..." After Mo Ci asked for a long time, Mo Li was silenced Sen's answer.

Morrison's blond hair became listless, and it no longer even reflected the light from the lamp in the ward. His soft voice passed through his throat and became hoarse.

Mo Ci knew that he had hit Morrison's sore spot, so he quickly stood up, walked up to Morrison, and comforted him awkwardly: "Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned..."

"It's okay, it's been a few years."

Morrison suddenly remembered that cold and windy night five years ago, the girl was lying on the ground at the end of the messy alley, her body gradually lost its warmth, and a thick red liquid flowed out.

Before that, her body was still scorching hot, those bright and delicate eyes were closed forever, and before the eyelids closed, the girl's soft lips uttered sentences that made him cry bitterly.

"Morrison, I'm sorry, I can't spend every day with you, cherish the people in front of you, you will find your happiness, and I will bless you in heaven..."

With an extremely gentle smile, Morrison can't forget the beautiful smile the girl showed before she left, and...he can't forget his hatred for his father.

That cold man gave a serious look