little wolfdog love me again

Very contradictory, really contradictory.

Not only Mr. He, but even He Yiting herself couldn't understand what she was thinking now. She didn't want to feel sorry for Mo He, but she couldn't just relax and treat Mo He as usual.

In fact, she imagined treating Mo He the same as before, but when she wanted to take good care of Mo He, she found that she couldn't help it at all, because He Yiting would always think of the situation at that time, even if she was not there, she seemed to be able to imagine it.

"If that incident hadn't happened, then we would definitely be able to get along well..."

The light pollution in the countryside is not serious, and besides the moon, there are also stars in the night sky.

The moonlight came in through the window and shone on the face of the sleeping man on the bed, while the woman sitting by the bed gently touched his face with her hands, her eyes filled with endless tenderness and pain.

"Mo Xiaohe...it's my mother who's sorry for you..."

After He Yiting finished saying this, she left the room. Not long after closing the door, the tears of the person lying on the bed slowly flowed down, and finally wet a large piece of the pillow under her head.

Mo He opened his dark eyes and looked at the starry night sky, feeling more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

The uncomfortable feeling in my heart kept increasing like blowing a balloon. Mo He closed his eyes in pain, trying not to think about what He Yiting said just now, and let himself fall asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He knew, knew that he lost his father, and it was because of himself that he lost his father.

If it wasn't for his recklessness, none of this would have happened today, so everything was his fault, and he couldn't resent his mother for treating him like this.

He pulled up the quilt, leaving only a few hairs outside. Mo He, who was hiding under the quilt, sobbed softly, as if the pain in his heart would decrease after crying, as if it would make him feel better after crying, as if Everything will be better after crying.

Mo He didn't know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he opened his eyes, he saw Mr. He sitting beside the bed and looking at him kindly.

When Old Man He saw Mo He wake up, a slight smile appeared on his face, just like in his memory, which gave people a warm feeling. In the bone-piercing winter, Old Man He's smile seemed to be warm. The sun warmed Mohe's heart.

"Are you awake?" Mr. He picked up the thin coat hanging on the back of the chair and put it on Mo He, "It's cold and be careful of catching a cold."

Mo He wrapped his coat tighter before looking up at Mr. He, "Grandpa..." The child's voice was a little soft, and the "Grandpa" he called in a soft voice made Mr. He's heart skip a beat melted.

"Mo Xiaohe, it's okay, your mother won't want you, but now she..." Mr. He gently stroked Mo He's head, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

After seeing Mr. He's worried expression, Mo He could naturally understand Mr. He's worry, and he was also a little bit reluctant to let go of Mr. He, who was so old and worried about them.

He raised his hand to hold Mr. He's wrinkled hand, "I'm fine, grandpa. I know that my mother has difficulties, so I'm fine, and I won't resent my mother."

Mo He smiled, his eyes were crescent-like, but this smile made Mr. He feel very distressed, but he couldn't say anything to comfort Mo He.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. Don't you need to go through the transfer procedures? Let's get started quickly." Mo He seemed to find out what was going on in Mr. He's mind, and helped Mr. He find a way to go down.

He is obviously just a child who just passed his eighth birthday, yet he is so sensible.

Mr. He also knew about Mo He's little thoughts, so he didn't say anything more, but left Mo He's room quietly.

Before closing the door, Mr. He looked back at Mo He who was sitting on the bed, "Come out quickly, Xiao Ting has already made breakfast."

"Good grandfather."

After Mo He put on the new school uniform, brushed his teeth and washed his face, he walked to the restaurant.

As soon as Mo He arrived at the restaurant, he saw a figure shuttling between the kitchen and the dining room. Looking at that figure, Mo He felt that he had returned to the past, as if a deep male voice would call his nickname soon behind him.

But when the woman saw Mo Shi standing there in a daze, instead of coming over to rub his hair as usual, she gave him a cold look and left.

Mo He knew why the situation became like this. Although he knew it, he still felt very uncomfortable, which made him want to cry.

He looked at the back of the woman unwillingly, and finally looked away desperately after being blocked by the door panel. He turned his gaze back to the dining table. Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, Mo He felt even more sad in his heart.

It's okay...everything will be fine...as long as I am a good baby and don't disappoint my mother, my mother will treat me well in the future...

Mo He secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, shook his paw, and set a goal in his heart.

In order to make himself the pride of his mother, he must work harder and harder so that his mother will not worry about him, and be a good baby who does not need to worry about him.

And Mr. He, who was standing at the door of the room watching all this, sighed softly. He saw that Mo He's shining eyes instantly turned dim, and finally a small flame ignited again. He felt very sad. Pamper your own grandson.

But this matter is for He Yiting to cross that threshold by himself, not outsiders can help them, so he can only pray that his daughter can get out of the shadows as soon as possible, and don't let Mo He have an unbearable childhood because of Mobo City. remember.

Mr. He walked over and patted Mo He on the shoulder, "Mo Xiaohe, hurry up and have breakfast, wait for grandpa to take you to school."

"it is good."

Mo He walked to the dining table and sat down, and then quietly ate the breakfast prepared by He Yiting for him. It was obviously a familiar taste, but his person and mood had changed, making every bite of Mo He feel very sour, no? The food is sour, but the heart is sour.

But Mo He believes that in the near future, he and his mother will definitely reconcile as before, so Mo He finished the meal with a smile on his face.

After Mo He had finished his breakfast, Mr. He had already prepared the things to go to school. Mo He picked up his schoolbag and left home with Mr. He.

And He Yiting, who had been staying in the room, came out of the room after hearing the sound of the door closing. She looked at the table that had been cleaned up, and then at the note Mo He left for herself. At this moment, He Yiting felt that she should not So cruel.

It was obviously not Mo He's fault, but she no longer gave him the care he used to have, not to mention that this child was born ten months after her pregnancy.

At this time, He Yiting would feel that she was damned. After all, it wasn't because she overslept, Mobo City wouldn't go around to pick up Mohe; after all, it wasn't because she overslept, then Mohe wouldn't have left so late School; after all, it wasn't because she overslept, then Mobo City and Mohe wouldn't have encountered that truck with brake failure.

The original reason for all this came from her, but she couldn't cross the threshold in her heart, but she still put such pressure on the child who was only eight years old.

Mo He, who was on his way to school, silently followed Mr. He. The elementary school he was going to attend was not far from Mr. He's house, only ten minutes away. By the time the two arrived at the school, the class bell had already rang .

"Let's go to your teacher first, and the teacher will take you to the classroom."

Mr. He took Mo He's hand, and the warm body temperature passed from Mr. He's palm to Mo He's palm. Mo He looked up at Mr. He, nodded his head, and then the two walked into the school.

The two walked to the teacher's office slowly, and after knocking on the door, Mr. He opened the somewhat old wooden door. There was only one teacher sitting in the seat, and he was marking the test paper with his head down.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and looked at the two people standing at the door, "Is that Mr. He?" The young man got up to greet them, and Mr. He walked in with Mo He.

"Please sit down."

The man took them to the reception area to sit down, and then brought over two cups of tea, "This is Mo He, a transfer student, right?"

Mr. He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip before raising his head to look at the man in front of him, "Are you Mo Xiaohe's class teacher?"

The man smiled when he heard it, "Master He, you misunderstood me. I am a teacher who came here for an internship. Mo He's homeroom teacher was just called out by the principal, and he will be back later. Please sit down for a while." one time."

"kindness."

"Is there anything else I can help with?"

"No, you go about your business first."

"it is good."

When the man returned to his seat and continued to review the test papers, Mr. He looked at him seriously. Looking at the serious profile of the man, Mr. He seemed to have seen the figure of Mobo City, not to mention the silhouette of him and Mobo City There are indeed some similarities.

And when Mo He saw that Mr. He was looking at the man, his eyes were also attracted by him. One big and one small just stared at the man like this, and the man he looked at was afraid that he was not doing well.

This embarrassing situation did not disappear until the door was opened again, and it was a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s who opened the door.

The middle-aged man glanced at the two people sitting in the reception area and walked over immediately, "Master He and Mo He, right? I'm Mo He's class tutor, just call me Teacher Chen."

Teacher Chen bent down to shake hands with Mr. He, and Mr. He immediately stood up and held Mr. Chen's hand, "Hello, hello, I will trouble you to take care of my family, Mohe."

"Ok."

Mo He also stood up politely and greeted Teacher Chen, "Hello, Teacher Chen, I'm Mo He."

"I know, take your things and I'll take you to the classroom."

Mr. He patted Mo He on the shoulder, "Go, I'll pick you up after school."

"Okay." Mo He picked up his schoolbag and followed Teacher Chen out of the office.

After watching the two leave, Mr. He turned his gaze back to the other man, "What's your name?"

The man was startled when he heard Mr. He's voice, then slowly turned his head to look at Mr. He, pointing at himself in a daze, "Are you talking about me?"

Mr. He frowned, "Is there anyone else here?"

"My name is Fei Yuan." Fei Yuan stood up nervously and respectfully bowed to Mr. He, which made Mr. He laugh out loud.

"You don't need to be so serious." Mr. He beckoned, "Come and chat with me."

After receiving the order, Fei Yuan put down the things in his hands, and immediately trotted to Mr. He's side, "What's the matter, Mr. He?"

"No, I just want to chat with someone..." Mr. He showed a faint smile, which made Fei Yuan lose his mind.

Fei Yuan sat down opposite Mr. He, "Speak, Mr. He."

Mr. He looked at him so nervous, and didn't want him to think too much. He just chatted with him in a normal way, then said goodbye to him and left the school.

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The author has something to say:

Mo He: Go through the school transfer procedures quickly!I thought I could still make waves!I didn't expect to go to school again so soon!

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It's been three chapters, and Xiao Shou hasn't appeared yet, and Xiao Shou will probably appear after a while... Forgive me QAQ