Xiaoli felt her heart skip a beat, when she heard Xiaoya say that Mo Hua was critically ill, she only felt ridiculous, such a good person, who could eat, drink and beat people, how could she be critically ill in a few months, this time she would come back because she wanted to see what tricks Mo Hua was playing. It wasn't until he saw Mo Hua's dead face that she realized that she was flustered.

With difficulty, she walked to the bed.

When did Mo Hua's face already appear with one wrinkle? When did his face stop being alive and become dead and gray? When did he become like this?

All along, she hated Mo Hua, hated Mo Hua, she even cursed him to die quickly, she thought she didn't care about Mo Hua's life or death, but, why, now her heart is so troubled, the pain over there? Is this the damn blood thicker than water? Is it because of this that she can't help but feel sad?

She came to his bed, and then squatted there, in the impression, she never seemed to be so close to Mo Hua, and Mo Hua had never been so peaceful, unexpectedly, the two were close, but his An Tian was when he was about to usher in death.

"Mo Hua......" Xiaoli called out his name, but found that his voice was hoarse, and his eyes seemed to be sour, and he didn't admit that it was for Mo Hua. In the face of the passing of life, people seem to be emotional, fragile, and sad.

But Mo Hua seemed to be unable to hear, his eyes were closed, if it weren't for his difficulty, breathing hard, Xiaoli really thought that he had passed away.

"Mo Hua...... Mo Hua ...... "I can't get used to seeing such a fragile Mo Hua, as if he was angry, Xiaoli shouted his name loudly.

“……？” Finally, Mo Hua opened his eyes as if he had woken up, and turned his head to look at Xiaoli with difficulty.

"Yun Yun ......" Mo Hua said with difficulty, and then stretched out his trembling hand to Xiaoli.

The hand rested on Xiaoli's face. "Yun Yun ......"

Mo Hua's eyes have never been gentle, and they have never been clear, as if they have been muddy all his life for this moment of clarity.

Looking at Mo Hua like this, Xiaoli only felt that her heart was like a big stone was pressing, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him a point, and in the end, she could only let it overwhelm her, her breathing was uncomfortable, and she felt that her heart was about to die.

She knew who Yun Yun was in his mouth, it was her mother, her name was Ling Yun, but she had no way of thinking that Mo Hua would see her mother with such a gentle expression, she had always felt that Mo Hua hated her mother, and even hated her, a daughter who looked like her mother.

"Yunyun...... I'm leaving...... Ahem...... I can see you one last time...... That's great! Mo Hua showed a reassuring smile as he consumed his life.

Hearing this, Xiaoli didn't move, just frowned, bearing the pain in her eyes. She let Mo Hua's hand cover her face, feeling the roughness of his palm.

"Yun Yun! Ahem...... Our daughter is really like you, but ...... Hehe...... The personality is very similar to me, very stubborn. You see...... Ahem...... That's her, it's beautiful, isn't it! Mo Hua kept coughing, but still chose to try to finish his words.

I saw Mo Hua stretch out his other hand, and inside was a small sticker photo.

Xiaoli remembered that she and Ma Wenhao went to take it once, how could this photo be in his hands? Did he find it from his room? This is a single photo, and I saw her smiling cutely in this photo.

"Ahem......" Mo Hua coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out all the regrets in his life.

"Okay, don't talk about it, just lie down!" Xiaoli didn't break Mo Hua's illusion, let him treat her as a mother, so that she wouldn't be so embarrassed to face him.

For Mo Hua, she didn't know how to get along with him, and in her impression, they only seemed to have never sat down to have a good meal, let alone had a good conversation like now, and it seemed that as soon as they met, there would be a war between them.

"It's okay! It's okay! Ahem......" Mo Hua coughed with his eyes closed, but he didn't want to stop his words.

"Xiaoli's girl, it's really not reassuring, now that you're back, it's okay, my daughter will ask you in the future......"

"That girl is stubborn and always quarrels with me...... I'm a big man and I don't know how to express it, so I often let her be wronged......"

Mo Hua kept talking, as if he couldn't wait, but just listened quietly, biting his lower lip tightly, and didn't make a sound.

"Ahem......" Mo Hua coughed loudly, gasping for breath, and looked at Xiaoli with wide eyes, as if he wanted to use all his strength to see her clearly, "Xiaoli! I'm sorry......"

The hand that was originally covering Xiaoli's face hung down silently, and the eyes that were originally wide couldn't help but close slowly......

"Dad!" Xiaoli shouted loudly.

At this time, she had long forgotten about the quarrel with Mo Hua, and shouted out this long-lost term loudly, but she didn't expect that this father was on the occasion of his death.

At this time, Yanhong heard Xiaoli's cry and rushed in, seeing Mo Hua closing her eyes, she stretched out to probe under Mo Hua's nose, and her hand could no longer feel the snort. He ...... Went to ......"

Yan Hong choked up and said such a news.

Looking at the sad bright red, Xiao Li stood up and shook Mo Hua's body vigorously, but no matter how she shook or hit, Mo Hua would never open her eyes again.

"Bastard, you get up, is it great to say sorry? Bastard! Xiaoli banged Mo Hua's body hard, scolding in her mouth, I don't know when, the tears have broken the embankment.

She thought she hated Mo Hua, she had always thought so, but when Mo Hua looked at her mother through her with gentle eyes, when he told it with his life, after he said sorry, she found that the hatred that had always supported her existence collapsed all at once.

It turns out that in front of life, nothing matters. The debt is no longer important, the vindictiveness is not important, and even her resentment has become insignificant. That's right, she hated Mo Hua's roughness, but now she found that she would rather him continue to hurt her without words, than leave like this, so at least she can continue to hate him and continue to be strong with hatred, but he is dead, Mo Hua is dead, so what is she going to do to support her strength?!