Chapter 285: Get along
In this way, about a week later, with no infection and a very good recovery from the injury, Mu Sen was discharged from the hospital with Mo Zitong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info returned to his place in the country.
"Why don't you go back home?" Mo Zidi's voice was still very hoarse, and he couldn't hear his voice at all.
While tidying up the house, Mu Sen replied indifferently: "Before you recover, let's be here first." ā
"Are you afraid that when I go back, I will remember my original life and state?" Mo Zitong asked, scanning the entire room. He was surprised to find that there was not a single mirror in the room.
Mo Zidi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "Mu Sen, I'm not unrecognizable, do you need such good intentions?" ā
Mu Sen was still doing the work in his hands, and replied quietly: "Remember what I said to you when you were leaving, right? You are arrogant, perfect, and you care so much about your own perfection that you have a sense of superiority that you can't even perceive. Even if you're not unrecognizable, you probably won't like the way you are. So be it before you recover. ā
"You're really kind to me, don't I have to sincerely say thank you." Mo Ziqi looked at Mu Sen with a smile.
Mu Sen looked back at Mo Zitong in some surprise and asked, "A big disaster, made you low-key and learn to be grateful?" Go back to your room and rest, I'll get you some medicine. ā
"Mussen."
"Huh?"
"I didn't expect you to come to me across the ocean......"
Mu Sen was stunned for a moment, then stared at Mo Ziqi for a while and said, "You should have completely imagined it, I will definitely do it." Even if it's a corpse, I'll have to take you back. ā
Mo Zitong smiled, he nodded, and then asked, "Are you really going to live here?" I feel like my injuries are much better...... I don't want to be in my business. ...... that makes you exotic"
Before Mo Ziqi finished speaking, Mu Sen interrupted him and said, "It's the two of us here, won't it be the two of us after we go back?" It makes no difference, don't be cranky. By the way, the doctor said that the wound on your body is now healing enough to be easily washed. Do you want to go take a bath? ā
"Everything." Mo Ziqi replied casually.
"All right?" Mussen asked rhetorically.
Mo Ziqi looked at him strangely and said, "What's wrong?" ā
Mu Sen looked at Mo Zidi, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing." I thought that the first thing a person with a serious cleanliness habit like you would do after being discharged from the hospital was to take a good shower. ā
After hearing this, Mo Zitong reacted and smiled: "Hehe, my life was almost lost, where can I still take care of cleanliness." ā
"I've always thought that people like you will choose to clean up and close your eyes when you are about to breathe. Go wash it and use me to help you? Mu Sen handed Mo Ziqi a bath towel, and then asked with concern.
Mo Ziqi waved his hand and said, "No need, I can do it myself." I can't always count on someone to help, I have to try to recover slowly. Rest assured. I'll call you for something. ā
"Okay."
Watching Mo Zitong enter the bath/room, Mu Sen sat in the living room with a blank mind. This sudden disaster turned the people closest to him into people who felt very strange. Maybe it's because of the voice, the horrible scars, and the fact that we haven't been able to communicate for months. In short, Mu Sen is sitting here now, and there is a feeling of loss. His heart hurts, his heart aches for what Mo Zitong lost.
remembered that Mo Zili entered the bath/room without pajamas, so Mu Sen took his pajamas and sent them over. He didn't knock when he opened the door, but suddenly it opened. Mo Zidi, who was showering with his back to him, was taken aback! There was a shock in his eyes that Mu Sen had never seen before.
Mu Sen was a little overwhelmed with his pajamas, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "You...... Not really, right? Close call. How dare you get so small? Your pajamas ......"
"Oh...... Just now, I suddenly remembered the plane crash, and I was distracted, and you came in. So...... It's okay, I'll be fine, you can just put your clothes there. Mo Ziqi explained the reason for his gaffe just now, and there was undecided sadness in his eyes. It's like you haven't woken up from a nightmare yet.
Mu Sen silently closed the door and retreated, his face dark. He knew that such a catastrophe would become an eternal nightmare for a person.
In the evening, Mo Zitong drank Mu Sen's porridge. The two of them were chatting.
"Can we stop eating this, I've been eating it for months." Mo Zitong showed that he couldn't swallow it.
Mu Sen looked at the porridge in the bowl and explained: "Your body has not fully recovered, although this thing is not nutritious, but big fish and big meat will make you admitted to the hospital again." ā
"Mu Sen, has there been any news in the past few months?" Mo Ziqi suddenly asked this question.
Mu Sen looked at him and shook his head and said, "No." ā
"You say...... If you never go back, isn't your game over? Mo Zitong seemed to have a glimmer of hope for this.
But Mussen was quick to deny him, saying, "As long as he's alive and I'm alive, this game can't end easily." I don't know what the reason for his disappearance was, but I do know he's going to reappear. ā
Mo Ziqi nodded silently, then took a sip of porridge, hesitated a little and asked, "Mu Sen, aren't you so shaken about the plane crash this time?" Why did the plane have an accident after I left? Why am I the only one who survived? Although you don't want to tell me, I can also imagine the doubts and speculations of the outside world. Especially in China, presumably Captain Wu's guess that I am L should be more profound. ā
"I said, the whole world can doubt you, I can't. Because you are my only dear friend, and even more so my relative. I defend you as much as I defend myself and my family. You don't have to care too much about what others think, let alone about the devil's planting. He's just a low-level murderer......" Mussen smiled, smiling contemptuously.
"Really...... Perhaps. Mo Ziqi lowered his head a little gloomily and continued to drink porridge.
Suddenly, Mu Sen proposed: "Zi Di, since you don't like to eat such tasteless things, why don't I make a special one for you in a few days?" ā
"Oh? Of course it's good, what do you want to do? Mo Zitong was very surprised, as if he didn't expect Mu Sen to make this proposal at all.
Mu Sen looked at Mo Ziqi and replied, "Dumplings." We're abroad now, and it's not easy to eat that old taste. I'll give you the bag myself, what do you think? (To be continued.) )