Xiang Qing's eyes were red, and after making a phone call, he had to look at him crying, he was so good-looking, so quiet, he actually felt a little delusional, as if he was many years ago.

The slender, white hand clutched the box in his arms tightly, and he did not move, nor spoke, but quietly closed his eyes, as if struggling.

The blisters on the back of his hand didn't know when he was scratched by himself, and Xiang Qing didn't feel the pain, but he felt the wilting feeling.

stepped forward, Xiang Qing gently hugged the man's head, his slightly swaying short black hair showed no obvious resistance, but Xiang Qing still didn't let go of him.

Slowly, his emotions stabilized and he stopped struggling.

When the doctor arrived, he was greeted by a quiet and peaceful picture, in the sunlight, a weaker woman half-crouching, holding a handsome man with her legs bent.

That picture is reluctant to break.

He saw that Mo Zixuan, who was in Xiang Qing's arms, closed his eyes tightly, and his hands were still trembling slightly, which made him very surprised.

Generally speaking, people in an autistic world, in addition to being emotional, it is difficult to show such a struggle, and for a while, the doctor didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly woke up Xiang Qing.

"Doctor, take a look at him." Xiang Qing was dumbfounded, and the crystal tears still lingered on Xiang Qing's little face, which made people feel distressed.

"Okay." The doctor vigorously carried Mo Zixuan back to the bedroom, and Xiang Qing followed behind, carefully supporting him, and then annotated the black box in his arms.

It seems to be a treasure, Xiang Qing was puzzled, but because she was worried about Mo Zixuan, she didn't care so much.

"Doctor, how's it going?" The little hand held the man's big hand tightly, and she was very afraid that Mo Zixuan's illness would have any bad development.

Looking at him just now, Xiang Qing felt that it was a fragile porcelain doll, and she didn't dare to move forward, for fear that she would break him.

"All indicators are normal, it's just ......" The doctor put down the stethoscope in his hand, he looked at Mo Zixuan's handsome face, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"But what?" Xiang Qing frowned, and the little hand holding the man's big hand couldn't help but tighten.

"I feel that his mood is not normal, you tell me what is going on when it comes to death?"

Xiang Qing was nervous, she told the doctor the ins and outs, and her heart began to beat faster and faster, making her feel like she was about to suffocate.

She's so scared.

"Looking for something? So, what is he looking for? The doctor was surprised and asked Xiang Qing seriously.

"Yes......" Xiang Qing frowned, still panicked in his heart.

"This thing?" The doctor looked at the thing in Mo Zixuan's arms suspiciously, if he remembered correctly, he had been holding the thing in his hand just now.

Stretching out his hand, the doctor made a gesture to take out the box, but Mo Zixuan, who had always had no expression, suddenly became alarmed, although he had no expression, but the fingers tightened tightly and refused to relax.

Xiang Qing and the doctor were surprised, they looked straight at the handsome man, his gaze had always been empty and dull, but he refused to let go of half of his hand.

"Xiang Qing, maybe, this is a good sign." It seems, in the dark, he is in the guardian of something.

Is this a sign of an awakening of self-awareness?

"What did you say?" Xiang Qing's eyes widened, and she couldn't hide her excitement.

"If I could, I'm sure the contents of the box would be an important piece of information."

"What do you say......" Xiang Qing stretched out her little hand, she cautiously glanced at the man who was still stunned, his eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Unexpectedly, the man's big hand struggled slightly, then let go, and the black box fell into Xiang Qing's hand.

Xiang Qing bit her lip, raised her head, stared at the man's handsome face for a long time, and looked at the doctor embarrassedly, and for a moment, the doctor smiled.

It seemed that his consciousness had revived......

The little hand opened the box, Xiang Qing's eyes were almost wide, she didn't know how to describe the impulse in her heart, looking at the cold iron box that was quiet inside, tears began to surge again.

"What is this?" The doctor was curious, and probed over, and inside, it was just a worn-out silver lunch box, what was the important thing?

Xiang Qing couldn't be more familiar with this thing, and she recognized this silver lunch box almost at first glance, it was her own.

I remember that at that time, in that junior high school, everyone would engrave their name on their lunch boxes, nothing else, or that fashion suddenly arose.

The little hand stroked his name, which was already a little invisible, and cried to Qing......

Suddenly, I remembered that it was at that time.

I remember that year, the day he was dumped by Mo Xiao, he secretly glimpsed his fragility and helplessness, and at that time, the things in his hands were left unprepared.

This thing has been kept by him, so at that time, did he notice himself? Maybe he didn't know what he looked like, he just knew that there was such a fragile girl who had seen him, and her name was Xiang Qing?

Xiang Qing suddenly remembered that on the day he reported to college, why that man, a man who had always disliked meddling, spoke harshly.

That's a memory.

Xiang Qing couldn't help crying, she bit her lip fiercely, forcing herself not to make any sound, but when the doctor saw the font on the lunch box, it instantly understood.

It turned out that he was thinking about this thing, remembering the woman in front of him who couldn't cry.

I have to say that the doctor's eyes are also red, and he sees a glimmer of hope, maybe, really, he has hope of recovery, as long as this woman is by his side.

Mo Zixuan will definitely be fine.

The doctor had confidence, he patted Xiang Qing's trembling little shoulder, and his tone was soft, not letting Xiang Qing feel even more sad, "Trust me, he will get better." “

"Really?" Xiang Qing's eyes were already as red as rabbits, and he raised his head, full of expectation.

"Yes, I promise."

Xiang Qing smiled......

She stepped forward slightly, hugged the man's fragrant and thin body, quietly looked at the man's expressionless handsome face from a low place, and whispered, "Mo Zixuan, did you hear, the doctor said, you will be fine." “

Yes, it will be fine, everything will be fine.

Xiang Qing thought so, so she took care of Mo Zixuan more attentively.

Maybe it's because the emperor lives up to his wishes, gradually, Mo Zixuan's body gradually improved, and even the doctor said that it was a miracle.

Xiang Qing is not in a hurry, although he still looks unconscious, but at least he is slowly walking into his world, this thing is what Xiang Qing has been looking forward to.

Unconsciously, Xiang Qing found that Mo Zixuan had changed, and in the dark, he seemed to have begun to have his own consciousness, and sometimes, Xiang Qing put the porridge to his mouth, and he could even subconsciously open his mouth.

That's a lot of progress.

When taking a bath, Xiang Qing was originally blushing, but Xiang Qing found that inadvertently, there would be a trace of strangeness on his fair face, which was slightly red.

Xiang Qing didn't think too much about it, she thought it was because of the hot water, but later found that after coming out, there were still some faint red marks on his cheeks.

Is it your own delusion?

Xiang Qing didn't know, but, inexplicably, she still felt that Mo Zixuan had changed, and such a discovery made her full of fighting spirit.

At night, in the man's slightly cool arms, Xiang Qing muttered quietly, Mo Zixuan, you will be fine, right?

It is no exaggeration to say that Xiang Qing almost threw away everything she had for Mo Zixuan, and slowly, she began to become selfless, and Mo Zixuan came out of her life, which is Mo Zixuan.

Even Shen Xiaoxiao said that Xiang Qing has changed and has become a good wife and mother.

When Xiang Qing heard this, she also smiled, and said angrily, "When will I not be a good wife and mother?" “

Yes, for the sake of Mo Zixuan, Xiang Qing even felt that what she did was a matter of course, even after a few years, Mo Zixuan's illness still did not improve, and she did not regret it.

For the sake of your beloved, you should sacrifice anything.

Xiang Qing thinks so, maybe everyone in love thinks so.

However, Xiang Qing didn't expect that love is sweet, crazy, and even more cruel, and in love, there is no room for the existence of a third party.

That person, sooner or later, will become the biggest problem between the two.

Of course, that's another story.

On the other side of the ocean, it also exploded.

They don't care about Mo Zixuan, it's just that, as a famous family, such a thing is always insulting.

It's been more than two years, and I thought that things would be quiet, and if I didn't make any noise, it would pass, but I didn't expect that the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind didn't stop.

Mo Mu looked at the reports that were transferred from China, and it seemed that in the entertainment industry, she was still judging this person who had quit the circle.

No matter how bad it is, it is also his own son and the descendant of the Mo family, how can such a report make people hold their heads up.

"Lao Mo, find someone to press it." What a shame, that son...... has a handsome appearance, but he is so uncompetitive.

"No, you don't." The personable man came down from the upper floor, glanced at the handsome man with headphones in the living room, winked, and motioned for her not to speak.

"Okay, okay, it's not okay to listen to you." Mo Mu shrugged helplessly, her shiny crystal nails shining brightly.

"Otherwise, go back and have a look." With a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, the man sitting there watching the book took off his headphones, his face was flat, but there was a hint of mockery in the plainness.

"No, no, what to say?" The woman panicked, twisted her waist, and ran over, and she looked at his handsome face lovingly, and her heart was full of love.