Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Su Yimujue couldn't sleep.

He didn't dare to imagine that if this was true, Qi Weiyue would be so devastated if she knew that her father was gone, she still wanted to invite her father to their wedding, and she still hoped that her brother could get along with her father.

Su Yili thought for a long time, if eight years ago, she didn't care so much, so insisted on letting him come back to her, if she took the initiative to understand the truth of the matter, if she knew those things, would it not exist at all in the past eight years, she could accompany him, no matter what happened, she could accompany him.

Why don't you sing, his voice is broken, what must be the situation that makes his voice so bad that he can't sing, think about it carefully, all the songs he sings now are more or less flawed, and the songs he sings now basically can't use his voice, why can't she find out before?

No one knows better than Su Yili how much Qi Mosu loves to sing, his voice is his life, she hates herself so much, why should she delay his dream for so many years, her existence has harmed him all his life and ruined his dream.

They went back to Qi Mosu's room, and Su Yili's eyes were locked on the kitchen in the northwest corner.

It's big, it's messy.

There was also a small cake on it that he hadn't finished when he left two days ago.

All kinds of desserts are her favorites.

Su Yiliang, what qualifications do you have to ask him to love you without guilt? What qualifications do you have for him to continue to love you?

Eyes swept over the chaotic kitchen, the half-made cake, picked it up, and tasted it.

It was a small cake that Qi Mosu had practiced for a long time.

She still doesn't taste good when she eats it, why not?

She didn't know what she was doing, she didn't know what she was doing, she just ate and kept eating, and gradually, she tasted her own tears, salty, mixed with a little sweetness, she knew, this cake was sweet.

She continued to eat until she was tired, but there were so many cakes, they were all made by him, and she still had to eat them.

She passed out.

fainted in the kitchen full of Qi Mosu's thoughts.

The next morning,

Even if he was drunk, Qi Mosu's biological clock still woke him up on time.

After sobering up, his head was dizzy, he didn't remember at all, what happened yesterday, how did he come back, he only knew what happened after Su Yili let him drink, he didn't remember it at all.

No matter what happened yesterday, he still went to wash up first, and his head was still a little uncomfortable.

When he was completely sober and was about to go out, he remembered that a piece of scrap in the kitchen still had to be disposed of.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Su Yili lying crookedly at the table, holding a cake in his hand and a cake crumb in his mouth.

He hurriedly rushed over, "Ahhh ”

He shook Su Yili and didn't react at all, what should he do?

"Ahh

Qi Mosu was going to call 120, but Su Yili was shaken uncomfortably.

"Hmm~"

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Qi Mosu's anxious face.

"Aso." She reached out and grabbed him, "I'm fine." ”

"What are you doing here? It's not worry-free. He was obviously blaming her, but he could feel his panic.

It's you who doesn't make people feel relieved, Aso.

She didn't speak, just leaned over and hugged him.

Qi Mosu hugged her back, and hugged her out of a pile of various creams and the dirty Su Yili in those baking tools.

Even if Qi Mosu has no cleanliness habits, he can't stand the freshly made clothes that are stained with cream.

"Ahh

Even though he was full of disgust, he still hugged her tightly, for fear of falling and touching her.