Mo Chen vaguely felt that there was something special in his mother's words, and Mo Chen hurriedly said, "But, Mom, ......"

As soon as the words came out, his mother's index finger blocked Mo Chen's lips, "Shhh! ”

Mom tugged the quilt for Mo Chen, diverted the topic and said, "It's time for the good child to go to bed, be obedient!" Don't think about anything, sleep well! ”

After saying that, the mother showed a loving smile, walked to the door, and whispered to Mo Chen, "Good night." He turned off the light switch in the room and closed the door.

Mo Chen was the only one left in the dark room, and he tugged at the pillow in frustration, half-leaning on it.

Mom and Dad must have something to hide from themselves, Mo Chen thought like this, maybe his illness was really as his parents said, there was no big problem. In other words, this disease is not fatal, Mo Chen repeatedly thought about his recent condition, except for the headache when he tried to remember the past, he had no other symptoms of discomfort.

Mo Chen recalls getting along with his parents these days, and they seem to choose to avoid answering his questions whenever Mo Chen asks him about his past.

"What happened in my past? ......" Mo Chenwu muttered to himself.

People will always think of things when they can't remember anything, and the more stubbornly they want to think about it, and Mo Chen is the same.

Destined to be unable to sleep tonight, Mo Chen simply crept out of bed and gently pressed his ear to the door.

Through the gap under the crack of the door, the faint dim light, Mo Chen knew that his parents had not returned to the room to rest, and stayed in the living room to talk.

"Will he remember?" Mom asked in a low voice, Mo Chen could hear that his mother's voice was a little strange, as if she had just cried.

After a few seconds of silence, it was Daddy's voice, and he whispered, "Ang, maybe!" ”

There was silence for a long time, so long that Mo Chen thought that his parents had gone back to the room, Mo Chen glanced at the door, and the light was still there.

Mom suddenly whimpered, followed by Dad's sigh, Mo Chen was confused, he wanted to open the door immediately and ask his parents face to face, what happened to him? It makes my mother so painful, and my father laments it so much.

But Mo Chen didn't do this, he knew that even if he questioned his parents in person, he wouldn't get the desired result. On the contrary, it made my parents even more worried, they always pretended that nothing had happened in front of them, just to want Mo Chen to know how painful they were behind the scenes.

Mo Chen's heart was sour, he unconsciously touched the corners of his eyes, forget it, hide behind his back, instead of asking in person, it is better to hide behind his back, so that he can find some things from his parents' conversation! Mo Chen thought so.

Mom's whimpering gradually subsided, and Dad comforted her not to cry anymore, persuading her mother that thinking too much was just embarrassing herself.

After conversations like this, Mo Chen heard his father say to his mother, "Let's go back to sleep!" Don't think about it. ”

It seems that the conversation between his parents ended here, Mo Chen was a little lost, so far, he has found nothing.

Just when Mo Chen was about to give up and return to bed, he suddenly heard his mother's vicious voice say, "He will have retribution!" Definitely. ”

Mo Chen chuckled in his heart, although his mother's voice was not loud, he still heard a strong hatred from his mother's words. It was a kind of hatred that couldn't be used to peel off the skin and bones of the person in the words, which couldn't help but make Mo Chen feel cold.

Dad pandered and said, "Yes, he'll get retribution, he will!" ”

The sound gradually faded away, and soon the sound of walking came, Mo Chen sighed, and climbed back onto the bed to cover the quilt.

Just as Mo Chen was in a sleeping position, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Mo Chen subconsciously closed his eyes.

Two or three seconds later, the door was closed again, and Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it should be before his parents returned to the room, they came to see him.

Who is he whom his mother hates so much? Mo Chen couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The sound of his mother's sobbing seemed to linger in his ears, and Mo Chen's heart was in a mess, what happened in the past time that would make today's parents so painful.

"Little Lord"!

Mo Chen's mind suddenly flashed this name, thinking about the tone in which the little master was talking to him on the phone at that time, she should have a very good relationship with herself.

Mo Chen made up his mind that at dawn tomorrow, he must go to the school to ask the little master for clarification.

Mo Chen thought wildly, but he still couldn't sleep, so he quietly jumped out of bed again, turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone, and turned over the cabinet.

Suddenly he had this thought, because Mo Chen really wanted to rummage through the things in his room to see if there would be something like a diary, of course he was sure that he had the habit of writing a diary.

Wardrobes, bedside tables, and even the small bookshelves above the computer connected desk are neatly arranged.

Am I once a very organized, tidy person? Mo Chen thought so.

He casually pulled out a book from the shelf, and the title of the book was printed on the cover - "Appreciation of Locomotive Modification".

Mo Chen couldn't help but be stunned, he flipped through it casually, and the content in the book was probably an introduction to the style and function of the locomotive with pictures.

Mo Chen bored and put the book back in its place and took down a book again, and the title of this book turned out to be "The Cry of the Engine".

Mo Chen then flipped through a few books from the bookshelf and found that each of them was actually related to motorcycles.

Many boys, during adolescence, will fall in love with some special and exciting sports and projects, which are normal. Mo Chen looked down at himself, would he really fall in love with a locomotive?

In addition to the books on the shelves, there is also the wardrobe that makes Mo Chen very strange, the clothes in the wardrobe are neatly folded, but there are not many clothes. Looking at the card, it's like someone who has just moved to a temporary place of residence, and has not brought all the clothes with him.

"Maybe it'...... I'm thinking too much?! Mo Chen comforted himself like this, it may be because his head is abnormal, so that his current thinking is different from that of normal people, so he will think crankily! Mo Chen persuaded himself like this.

Tired of tossing, Mo Chen returned to bed, with cranky thoughts, I don't know when, he actually fell asleep.

The next day, when Mo Chen woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

Mom and Dad had already eaten breakfast, watching TV in the living room, and when they saw Mo Chen getting up, Mom immediately ran back to the kitchen, reheated the breakfast reserved for Mo Chen, and brought it to him.

Mo Chen chatted with his parents while eating, and Mo Chen saw that the time was almost up, so he said to his mother, "Mom, I want to go back to school today." I haven't been to class for such a long time, and I'm afraid that my homework will be delayed. ”

The mother was stunned, and then looked at the father nervously, and the father coughed dryly, and said in a round field, "This is not in a hurry!" You should rest at home for two days first, and when you are completely healthy, it is not too late to go back to school. ”

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