Mo Qingqing glanced at the boy with complicated eyes, didn't say anything, closed his eyes and sighed: "Okay, I'll tell you to be good, don't be afraid, you'll be fine in a while." ”

"Sister, I hurt. Ye Feiming's little face wrinkled together.

"It won't hurt for a while, it's okay. Mo Qingqing comforted the boy softly.

Mo Qingqing watched the boy being carried into the ward by Walker, breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Yu, who had been following him, spoke: "He wasn't Liangliang, he became like that before he was brought back." ”

Mo Qingqing glanced at Mo Yu and sighed: "I know." Obviously, the same face as the milk group gave Mo Qingqing a lot of impact, the clothes on the boy's body, she studied clothing design, and the scope of her involvement was also very wide, it was a new limited edition of clothes from a certain big brand, Mo Qingqing faintly had his own conjecture and turned his head to look at Mo Yu: "I'm going to look for the milk group, can you help me watch it for a while?"

Mo Yu nodded, didn't speak, and turned around to make the long board at the door of the ward.

Mo Qingqing smiled at Mo Yu: "Thank you, Xiao Yu." Mo Yu's eyes blinked suspiciously, didn't say anything, and nodded.

When Mo Qingqing found the little milk group, the other party was lying in front of the computer, staring at the computer without saying a word, not knowing what he was busy with.

"Milk balls. Mo Qingqing stood at the door for a moment and knocked on the door.

Ye Feiliang already knew that Mo Qingqing was coming, but if he didn't want to pay attention to her, he wouldn't want to speak, everyone.

Mo Qingqing walked to the side of the milk ball and sat on the stool on the side.

glanced at the code on the computer that was rapidly flipped up under the hands of the little milk group, and couldn't help but twitch: "It's my sister who is wrong, I misunderstood you, is it okay for my sister to apologize to you." ”

Ye Feiliang moved his little face towards the rotating seat, and expressed his refusal with his body.

Mo Qingqing stretched out his hand and poked Ye Fei's puffed face: "Sister is really wrong, you see that I came to apologize so sincerely, can I forgive my sister?"

Ye Feiliang's little hand that was moving rapidly on the keyboard slowly stopped: "Then tell me what you did wrong?" The code on the computer stopped, Ye Feiliang didn't turn his head to look at Mo Qingqing, but still stared straight at the computer screen.

Mo Qingqing looked at Ye Feiliang's rare child's temperament and was angry with himself: "It's my sister who shouldn't blame you for not knowing the situation, and talking loudly to you." ”

"That's all?" Ye Feiliang raised the tail note dissatisfiedly.

Mo Qingqing paused and looked at the little milk ball...... What else?

Ye Feiliang flattened his mouth and didn't speak, his hand raised to start his business again.

Mo Qingqing quickly reached out and grabbed Ye Feiliang's custom-made small stool, and turned the little milk ball around to face him: "Sister is really wrong, okay, forgive sister." ”

Ye Feiliang looked at Mo Qingqing's aggrieved eyes that almost shed tears...... I don't know who should be wronged.

"Don't meddle in the future. Ye Feiliang flattened his mouth, and his momentum couldn't be lost.

Mo Qingqing immediately nodded: "Okay." ”

Ye Feiliang glanced at Mo Qingqing obliquely, and opened his mouth: "What about him?"

Mo Qingqing looked at Ye Feiliang's awkward appearance, and laughed in his heart: "It's been sent to Walker, it should be fine, let's go and have a look." ”

Ye Feiliang didn't bother to face: "Don't." ”

Mo Qingqing stretched out his hand and directly picked Ye Feiliang up from the stool: "Okay, good girl, don't be so awkward, don't be so awkward, accompany my sister to see if it's good, Liangliang!"

Ye Feiliang struggled slightly: "I'm not a child. ”

Mo Qingqing pinched his face: "Okay, good, that little adult, is it okay to accompany my sister." ”

Ye Fei opened his mouth angrily, and simply turned his face away: "Whatever you want." ”

Mo Qingqing looked at the awkward Ye Feiliang with amusement.

Ye Feiliang stood at the door and looked at Ye Feiming, who was in a coma, and didn't go in, just stood at the door, he always thought that his parents had abandoned him.

Since he was a child, his thinking was different from that of other children, and his IQ was too, so he understood a lot of things early, but he was still lucky, maybe he was just lost, until he was adopted by his adoptive parents, and after he had his own computer and fully understood how to use it, when he inadvertently invaded the Ye family system, he saw a photo of a man, just at a glance, he knew that this person was his father.

It was easy to find out all his information, they were dead, his father and mother, in an accident, he didn't know why he was lost outside, after seeing a boy who looked exactly like himself, the feeling of abandonment filled his heart, and after that, he contacted the promise who happened to go to that place before coming here, and asked her to bring back this boy who was exactly like himself, but with a completely different life, for three million.

But this morning, I heard from Xu Promise that this boy was like a hellish encounter under the appearance of light, so he went to the small black house, and when he saw the boy who looked the same as himself dying, Ye Feiliang couldn't say anything, and he didn't know anything until he was brought over, so he asked people to tie him up, but he didn't know the other party's situation at all.

Mo Qingqing listened to the little milk ball recounting some things with an expressionless face, his face was calm and unwavering, Mo Qingqing didn't know what to say for a while, Mo Yu stood up from the side, walked to Ye Feiliang, held a black dark handkerchief in his hand, and handed it over.

Ye Feiliang looked up at Mo Yu: "What are you doing?"

Mo Yu didn't speak, just looked at Ye Feiliang, his hand was still stretched out in the air, as if he understood the meaning of Mo Yu, Ye Feiliang slapped Mo Yu's hand away: "You are sick." ”

Mo Yu pursed his lips, put the handkerchief next to Ye Feiliang, turned around and left, Ye Feiliang looked at the place where Mo Yu disappeared without a fight, grabbed the handkerchief on the stool and wanted to throw it away, Mo Qingqing stopped him.

"She should care about you. Mo Qingqing's eyes had a smile in his eyes.

Ye Feiliang's face twitched strangely, he looked up at Mo Qingqing, and then looked at the handkerchief in his hand, concerned? You told Walker that autistic children will care about people now, do you see him believe it or not? Flattened his mouth and put down his hand, and stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket casually, anyway, it is not the first time, and many of the other party's actions are inexplicable and unreasonable.

Mo Qingqing rubbed Ye Feiliang's little head: "So now? What do you know?" A child of more than five years old, under normal circumstances, he should be the most innocent and carefree age, time, sighing slightly, is it a good thing to have such a mind that others can't ask for?

"At least, I'm not abandoned, at least ......" Turning his head to look at Ye Feiming who was sleeping on the hospital bed, no, this is enough.

Mo Qingqing smiled: "Will there be a parent who will abandon his child?"

Ye Diliang turned his head to look at Mo Qingqing: "Your father." ”

The corners of Mo Qingqing's mouth twitched, wanting to hit someone, but it didn't seem to be so easy to refute: "But I have a mother who avoids these and makes up for it." ”

Ye Feiliang shrugged his shoulders, right?