As he said that, Mo Cunyi deliberately held Mo Xichen in his hand and shook it, then put Mo Xichen down, squatted beside Mo Xichen, made up his wrinkled clothes for him, touched Mo Xichen's little head, and his voice softened:

"Chenchen, my uncle hopes you know that mother is a hero, and her hands have done many things that Chenchen is proud of. We don't care about the rumors outside and don't listen to them, okay?"

Mo Cunyi's words made Mo Xichen's eyes turn red and he threw himself into Mo Cunyi's arms. His chubby little hand hugged Mo Cunyi's neck and buried his face in Mo Cunyi's neck. His tender voice was already filled with crying voice.

"Uncle, my mother went to see Chenchen last time. Chenchen saw it when she was at the school gate. I wanted to be with my mother. My great-grandfather also thought that my great-grandfather often looked at her mother's photos. Chenchen also saw it. Uncle, if my father doesn't come back, Chenchen can protect her mother himself and become a hero like her mother..."

I have memories. When I was at Mo's house, my great-grandfather would often sit in the study and look at my mother's photos. On the wall behind the study, there were honors brought back by my mother. The medals of glory were the pride that my great-grandfather praised everyone, and the uncle always stood there for a long time every time he came back.

Although he is young, he knows that every time his great-grandfather and uncle talk about his mother and scold her for being unsuccessful, he actually misses his mother, just like himself...

Under the brim of the hat, Mo Cunyi listened to Mo Xichen's words and looked at what Mo Xichen said at such a young age. He felt extremely sad and did not feel red in his eyes. He hugged Mo Xichen even tighter.

"Yes, yes, Chenchen will be a little hero of the Mo family in the future, and a young man who stands tall and upright..."

The elevator went all the way to the top floor. Mo Cunyi hugged Mo Xichen before leaving the elevator door. He walked all the way to the innermost part of the corridor. He looked at the ward number in front of the door and looked around. Mo Cunyi reached out and twisted his hand away, opened the door, and hugged Mo Xichen and entered the ward.

In the ward, Mo Cunxi sat on the sofa, curled up his body, thinking about Gu Shuyuan's affairs. When he came back, Gu Shuyuan took away the person guarding outside the door. Thinking of this, Mo Cunxi was extremely bitter, why bother? Such a difficult test...

As he thought about it, the door of the ward was suddenly opened. Mo Cunxi looked up and saw Mo Cunyi wearing a hat, holding Mo Xichen in his hand and then came in.

The little man leaned against Mo Cunyi's arms, looking at Mo Cunxi, and his whole body looked faint. Mo Cunyi knew that this brat was afraid that this was a dream. He had learned to hide his joys, sorrows and sorrows at such a young age. He felt very sad when he thought about it. Look at Mo Cunxi's appearance, it was so annoying, so annoying...

Mo Cunxi was stunned. Looking at Mo Xichen, his throat suddenly became tight and became sour. His feet became soft. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He looked at each other for a long time. Mo Cunyi did not disturb the mother and son. For a moment, he saw that Mo Cunxi had not yet carried Mo Xichen over, so he rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth:

"Mo Cunxi, do you want your son? Don't let me throw him away... I really don't know how fat your son eats now, and his hands are sore when he holds him. Hurry up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand suddenly slighted. Mo Cunxi had already carried Mo Xichen over and heard Mo Xichen's tender voice sound.

"Mom, I miss you very much..."

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Gu Shuyuan sat in the car and did not move for a long time. In the ten years when Mo Cunxi left, he tossed and turned in those countless dark nights, not knowing where to sleep. He would think about the little girl who once rashly broke into his home in the middle of the night, where did she go after losing her parents, what happened to the Mo family, and where did Mo Cunxi go.

Why didn’t Mo Cunxi see Mo Cunyi, Mo Cunyi is there, why Mo Cunxi is not there, why?

Later, when I met Mo Cunxi five years ago, that year, I received a task from my superior. Mo Cunxi, whom he saw in a casino in Las Vegas, was not like Mo Cunxi in his impression, or even strangers. Later, he went to find any trace of Mo Cunxi, just like ten years ago, coming without a trace, without a trace.

He had visited the Mo family over the years, but Mr. Mo seemed to know that someone was investigating it, and the news he brought back was not useful at all. When the imperial court had already known that Si Nan and the others would arrest him there, but he did not expect that Mo Cunxi was also there. Seeing someone coming out, Mo Cunxi subconsciously pulled his hand to his pocket, exactly the same as when they were pulling out a pistol when they were performing a mission.

That morning, Mo Cunxi went to the police force. What were he doing?

Are you really just going to meet Si Nan? How could it be?

And seeing such a scene tonight, Mo Cunxi looked like he was not panicked or afraid at all. Is this the courage of a young lady who can't stay at home and can accomplish nothing?

His eyes fell outside the window, looking at the vehicles passing by with lights flashing, and countless thoughts in his mind.

"Chen Rui, what if Mo Cunxi is the same as me? Go to the army?"

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I saw someone saying that the introduction is different from the Wenwen. No, you have to let me unfold the plot. It doesn’t seem to be ideal. Then move a small stool and see it as a big abuse.

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