The last period of the afternoon was physical education, so Mo Ting put away his things before the third period. When Mo Ting was packing up his things, he was still thinking about whether to help him die and bring his homework. Although he was really angry in the morning, he seemed to be doing it for my own good. But for my own good, can you yell at me? I coaxed him like that, and he ignored me. Also the Cold War. We must oppose cold violence.

Mo Ting struggled for a long time, and finally brought his homework. Didn't forgive you, just by the way. Self-paralysis is such a thing, but I don't do it less.

Mo Tingkai happily carried his schoolbag and went to the gymnasium with Wen Xiaoya. However, Wen Xiaoya is a badminton score, on the second floor, and Mo Ting is a table tennis player, on the first floor.

At the beginning of the first semester of high school, the physical education class was divided into many classes, and Mo Ting has always been a table tennis class.

After Mo Ting put his schoolbag on the side, he stood there and lined up, and he was distracted again in a second, why don't you cook my rice at night, don't be so stingy.

Thinking about it, someone tapped him on the shoulder. At first glance, it was actually Zhong Dispersion.

"Discrete, you're also a table tennis player?" Mo Ting originally thought that today's physical education class was going to skip because she didn't come, and no one accompanied her.

Zhong Lisan nodded, "You don't need to name names, just choose whatever you want."

"So wait someone fight you?" Zhong Dispersion shook his head.

Mo Ting spread out and patted himself, "Big brother will take you fly."

Mo listened to what he wanted to say, but was glared at by the physical education teacher, so he held back his words and obediently did stretching exercises.

"I let you with the ball just now", "You hit so far, it's very tiring to pick up the ball", "You actually hit me, it must be on purpose"...... Mo heard that there was a lot more than the ball played.

"Why are you so powerful", Mo Ting looked at Zhong Dispersion with an incredulous expression.

"How?" Zhong Lisan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Ting, "Who is the eldest brother now."

"Don't try to seduce me with beauty", although I am very fond of this, I was really provoked by Zhong Dispersion just now, and I don't need any expression, this face is very flirtatious.

The two took their schoolbags and left, Mo Ting didn't see the envy, jealousy and hatred of many girls around him, nor did he find that there were many more people on the table tennis court today.

After leaving the school gate, Zhong Lisan got into the car, and Mo Ting walked home, thinking why he shouldn't be sick. Is he at home?

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Feng Zi sitting on the sofa. Don't listen to take off your shoes and call "Aunt Feng".

Seeing that Feng Zi didn't respond, I felt very strange. After getting closer, I saw Feng Zi holding her knees, her eyes were very swollen and red, and she didn't cry sound, but her tears kept flowing.

"Aunt Feng, what's wrong with you", Mo Ting squatted on the ground and looked at Feng Zi.

Feng Zi still kept crying, wanting to call Mo Ting but couldn't make a sound.

Mo Ting poured a glass of warm water, "Auntie, drink some water."

Mo Ting held the cup and almost fed Feng Zi water. "Aunt Feng, what about Xiaomin?" .

Feng Zi stopped drinking water, ignored it, and buried her head between her knees.

Mo Ting turned the house through the house, and he didn't find anything. Why don't you call, I actually found his mobile phone in the lobby.

Mo Ting made a phone call to make a wish. After making a wish, he asked her to go outside and watch Feng Zi, as for why she shouldn't be gone. Then I made a phone call to He Zhiyuan.

Mo Ting returned to the living room and saw the information on the sofa.

After reading it, I was shocked. Mo Ting felt very sorry for Feng Zi, but he didn't know why Mo Ting was more worried about where he was now, whether he would close himself off again.

Mo Ting knew that she couldn't find anything now, so she could only wait first, waiting for the adults to come. Therefore, Mo Ting suppressed the impulse in his heart to find He, and after sending the information to Mo Yunting and He Zhiyuan, he sat next to Feng Zi and waited for the news.

After He Zhiyuan got off the plane, he saw the phone call that made a wish, and the photos sent by Mo Ting.