In the hospital three days later—

Mo Yan'an had just undergone an operation, and after chatting with Yu Moqin a few days ago, he couldn't lift his whole mood, and it seemed that there were always dark clouds that were difficult to disperse.

He returned to his office in a white lab coat with some fatigue, and was relieved after signing a number of papers.

In his office chair, he pressed the bridge of his nose when he opened his eyes and was suddenly caught by a calendar on his desk.

I don't know what kind of magic drove him, he directly picked up the calendar, and what he saw was the death date of his mother Yin Jie the day after tomorrow.

Time is really fast and cruel, more than ten years have passed since that dark morning.

"Mom," his fragile eyes were swallowed by the mist, and he gently swept over the simple black number, "Wouldn't everything be different if you were still here?" ”

Honestly, the answer to this question is no.

The difference between Mo Yi and himself is only one year old, one year old, what does that mean, it means that in the life of Mo Tianao in the first year after he was born, there have been major factors that are destined to change everything.

Back then, Yin Jie and him had only been married for two whole years, and he was able to do such a thing, so no matter whether Yin Jie was still there or not, the hatred would be there.

"I won't forgive him," Mo Yan'an continued, his eyes full of determination, "For you and Tongle, the only thing I can do is not forgive." ”

That night, inside the Marriott restaurant—

Mo Yan'an made an appointment with Yu Moqin and Wen Niannian to have dinner together, and during the meal, he didn't expect that Yu Moqin would remember his mother's death day.

"I remember a few days like your mother's death day." Yu Moqin was wearing a plaid suit and was swapping the cut steak with Wen Niannian's plate.

And Mo Yan'an stopped directly when he heard the movement in his hand, he didn't want Yu Moqin to know, but he never thought that he would remember.

"Lao Yu, you ......"

"I'll go with you," Yu Moqin continued, why he said this was because he knew Mo Yan'an's character, and he must have needed someone to accompany him at that time.

Wen Niannian also found the seriousness of the matter, she put down the knife and fork in her hand, and looked at Mo Yan'an, she didn't know the story for a while, she didn't know how to comfort people.

"You talk, I'll go to the bathroom." After saying that, she consciously avoided this topic that was easy to see a man's vulnerability and left the table.

When only Yu Moqin and Mo Yan'an were left, they were honest.

"It's okay if you don't have to accompany me, you're so busy."

"Yan'an, you were the only one who didn't dislike me at that time," Yu Moqin lowered his head, as if remembering the darkness of the past.

He still remembers that when he was a child, no one wanted to play with him, only Mo Yan'an, he didn't dislike him, and even became good friends with him to hold grievances for him.

Such a good brother, he can't watch him face those alone.

Being said like this, Mo Yan'an was also touched, he blinked, and he was embarrassed to look at Yu Moqin, so he moved his gaze to the night scene not far away, which seemed to be decided to turn on the lights for a night, "Old Yu, if my mother is still here, I really want to take her to meet my best brother." ”

If he is still there, he wants to tell his mother that he has a girl he likes very much, and a brother who is very righteous and righteous.

Yes, if she were still around, she would still be able to watch herself become a hero who saved lives, and she could gently pat him on the shoulder and say to him, "Son, you are the best." ”

However, there are not so many ifs and ifs, and if you are gone, you are not there......