The two men who regained their sanity and composure returned to the ward. Yan Mo, who was already awake, still had the sequelae of anesthesia. The pale face and lazy expression all made Yan Xiaoxi's heart ache.

However, Yan Mo reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled at her.

At the same time, due to Mo Lingtian's arrogant status, the takeaway from the five-star hotel was also delivered on time. Yan Xiaoxi had to feel that this real world is a world of money.

The two of them waited by Yan Mo's bedside for a long time, because of the sequelae of anesthetic, Yan Mo had nothing left in his stomach.

Yan Xiaoxi brought a bowl full of porridge and fed Yan Mo in small bites.

On the side, Mo Lingtian diligently introduced today's dishes to Yan Mo, and occasionally looked at Yan Xiaoxi, his eyes were full of love. Yan Xiaoxi was close to this for a real time, so she didn't directly debunk it. In this way, the small ward looks like a family that loves each other.

But Yan Xiaoxi knew that Mo Lingtian wanted to leave a good impression in front of Yan Mo, but how much did he know about his son.

Yan Xiaoxi left him alone, and did not dampen his interest, but occasionally when he turned his head, he would see him looking at Yan Mo's doting eyes, and he did not deliberately destroy the atmosphere, what is the future relationship between him and Yan Mo, she should also choose to respect.

Yan Mo, who had eaten, began to be tired again, Yan Xiaoxi helped him lie down and gathered the corners of the quilt. looked at Yan Mo's face in a daze.

Her stomach rumbled here, and Yan Xiaoxi realized that she hadn't even eaten dinner.

On the table was the leftover food that Yan Mo had eaten, maybe Mo Lingtian ordered too much, or it was possible that Yan Mo had eaten too little, and the food on the table had not changed compared to what he had just delivered.

But when the meticulous waiter delivered the food, he still prepared a few sets of dishes and chopsticks very intimately.

Yan Xiaoxi ate it, the taste made by the hotel was quite suitable, Yan Xiaoxi originally wanted to eat a few more bites, but when she looked back, she found that there were no dishes left on the table.

She looked at the man eating Sven opposite, and had to say that a good-looking man with a good bearing, even the action of eating was different and pleasing to the eye.

Yan Xiaoxi didn't bother him, and quietly ate the one in his bowl.

Eat without saying anything.

Yan Xiaoxi, who hadn't eaten anything for a day because she was too worried about Yan Mo, was suddenly filled with food here, and her spirit was much better than during the day.

Regarding their current state, Yan Xiaoxi felt that there were too many ambiguous ingredients. Yan Xiaoxi naturally knew what Mo Lingtian meant by this move, but she no longer trusted the marriage between them, although now they have not really cut off this marriage legally.

However, she knows that divorce is only a matter of time, and it is better to understand it as early as possible than to drag it out like this.

Of course, Yan Xiaoxi would not have a hasty divorce when she hadn't thought about the way back, if she directly said that she wanted a divorce, Mo Lingtian's temper would not be willing to kill her.

After eating a full meal, Mo Lingtian still wanted to stay with Yan Xiaoxi for a while, but Yan Xiaoxi ignored him, and he also felt bored, so he cleaned up the mess on the table.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and walked outside alone.

Many years ago, Yan Xiaoxi, as a little girl who was ignorant of the world, felt that the man holding a cigarette in her fingertips was the most handsome. But when people's age increases, Yan Xiaoxi suddenly has no interest in smoking men.

Probably this is what people say when they are old, and they can't even dream.

The time for a cigarette was actually nothing, but Mo Lingtian stayed in the aisle outside for a full hour. After the smell of smoke on his body dissipated, Mo Lingcai pushed the door in.

Yan Xiaoxi didn't show concern or curiosity about Mo Lingtian who came in, her mind was buried in Yan Mo's body wholeheartedly, and there was no extra thought.

Looking at Yan Xiaoxi like this, Mo Lingtian's heart ached, and for a while, he stood awkwardly, and it was not to greet Yan Xiaoxi, nor was it polite.

The woman and the child in front of him, one is his veritable wife, and the other is a son who bleeds his own blood, but life plays a joke on him, and he does nothing when they need him most.

However, when he needed them, he found that their world could not fit in at all.

Mo Lingtian didn't know if his situation was considered a tragedy.

However, Mo Lingtian still found a place to sit with interest, quietly guarding the mother and son.

Because it is a VIP ward, the price is high, and the service facilities are naturally much better than ordinary wards, such as the accompanying bed and accompanying sofa next to it.

At eleven o'clock in the night, Mo Lingtian persuaded Yan Xiaoxi, who was still looking at the child: "Let's sleep first, the doctor also said that it is no big deal." ”

Yan Xiaoxi shook her head: "No need, let's go and rest, you still have to go to work tomorrow." ”

Mo Lingtian looked at her with a sad face: "For the sake of your mother and son, I can give up this world, but I can't give up you." ”

Yan Xiaoxi finally turned his head and met his eyes: "Mo Lingtian, are you okay?" ”

For Mo Lingtian's affectionate confession, Yan Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, but the reason in her mind still stopped her, although when she spoke, although she really had doubts, she couldn't hear the so-called surprise and emotion between the lines.

Did she think she was on a nervous side?

Mo Lingtian's heart was frustrated and sad, this woman seemed to have started to change her tone since she cried just now, and her calm tone was as if she was talking to a stranger.

Stranger? Is he a stranger to her? Thinking like this, he was intimidated by his inner thoughts, and suddenly a flash of fear flashed on his face.

Yan Xiaoxi threw herself on Yan Mo, who was asleep, and naturally did not notice Mo Lingtian's changeable expression at this time.

It was night, and Yan Mo woke up again in the middle of the night.

Long before Yan Mo woke up, Yan Xiaoxi fell asleep on Yan Mo's hospital bed because she was too tired.

Mo Lingtian looked at Yan Xiaoxi who was working hard like this distressedly, and then hugged Yan Xiaoxi to the escort bed, and carefully cushioned the pillow and covered the quilt for her.

Then, the rough fingers slowly brushed away the broken hair blocking her forehead, and gradually descended along the contours of her face, and finally lowered her head and landed an affectionate kiss on her forehead.

This scene completely fell into Yan Mo's eyes. But he didn't speak.

Because he slept too much, his head was awake at this time, and he was so awake that he had no desire to sleep again. So he opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in front of him curiously.

In fact, before, he hadn't observed the man in front of him well, the man he called his father.

He was very tall, at least in his memory, he had never seen any child's father so tall, and his figure was not fat, because he had seen the kind of fat person who walked and trembled.

And now he is very gentle, so gentle that Yan Mo wants to say thank you to him.

In fact, he did.

"Thank you!"

Mo Lingtian was startled by the sudden voice. But he didn't trust ghosts and gods, and after this sound, he quickly reacted.

He looked in the direction of Yan Mo in surprise.

Yan Mo's eyes also looked at him.

Gentle, adoring, and trusting, like someone else's child looking at his own father.

"Yan Mo, you're awake, do you want to drink water? Is there anything wrong with it? A series of question marks ran out of his mouth.

At this moment, he suddenly covered his hands like a mistake after being found out by his parents after doing something bad.

His children....... His children talked to him! Although I didn't hear him call Dad with my own ears, this thank you was enough to make his heart surging almost dry.

Rao is Yan Mo is still a child, for this man's performance, he also realized how much of a role his words played.

"Yan Mo, I'm your father, and it's a matter of course to do anything for you." What is the basic image of a father?

Tall and mighty, handsome and dashing, reliable or kind?

Yan Mo didn't know what words to use to describe it, but he did feel the warmth that this man brought to him in his bones, this is the power of blood!

"I said thank you for carrying Mommy to bed." Yan Mo didn't know what this man was surprised about, but there was no doubt that when he saw the man carrying his mother to bed just now, Yan Mo was really moved.

This man was absent from his years of growth and did not play any role in his life.

But what he did just now did show his responsibility and responsibility as a man.

"By the way, Yan Mo, are you thirsty? I'll help you get a glass of boiled water! As he spoke, the man had already picked up Yan Mo's quilt to drink water and picked up boiled water, but this kind of meticulous work was really not suitable for a big man like Mo Lingtian.

I saw that the hot water in the water dispenser hit the water surface of the cup, splashing high, and the water splashed on his hand drop by drop with the heat, but he didn't feel the pain at all, and the hand holding the cup seemed to be holding the whole world.

Yan Mo took it and took a sip: "Thank you!" With the moisture of water, Yan Mo's voice was much clearer.

Mo Lingtian happily watched him drink a layer of water from the cup, and then happily took the cup in Yan Mo's hand and poured the water out.

He served like this, but he was willing to do it.

Yan Mo suddenly felt that his father, was actually quite good.

Yan Mo couldn't sleep, Yan Xiaoxi, who was sleeping next door, and he fell into a deep sleep, breathing soundly, and then, as if he was in some kind of dream, he made a noise, turned over and fell asleep again.

And Yan Mo, secretly looking at the dark shadow in the house, he seemed to see the envy of the children in the kindergarten and the admiration for his father.

shouted: "Yan Mo, your father is so good-looking!" ”