But there is no intention of getting out of the way.

Mi Xiaole snatched a pistol directly from their waists, raised it tremblingly in the air, and said angrily: "Do you want to let it or not?" ”

"Let her in!" Just as the soldier wanted to grab the gun, Mo Chen's hoarse voice came up from downstairs.

The two of them got out of the way, Mi Xiaole dropped the gun and went to open the door, when he saw Mo Zixuan lying on the bed, the corners of his lips, and his face were bruised.

Covering his mouth and crying even more, he patted his face and cried: "Zixuan, Zixuan, wake up, mom will take you away!" ”

Mo Zixuan opened his eyelids with difficulty, and when he saw Mi Xiaole crying, he thought it was because of his injuries, and said lightly: "Mom, I'm fine......"

"Well, get up, Mom will take you out of here, can you go by yourself?"

Mi Xiaole helped him up, opened the wardrobe, took out a pair of pants and a down jacket and walked to the bed.

Mo Zixuan looked at her who was crying in surprise, his father's attitude was so hard yesterday, how could he let his mother in?

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and I asked suspiciously, "Mom, is something happening?" ”

Mi Xiaole's eyes stiffened slightly, and he said while wiping his tears: "It's okay, you hurry up and get dressed, let's get out of here first!" ”

"Leave? You're going to go too? Mo Zixuan's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Why don't you leave? He can beat my son like this, can he live this life? But! Mi Xiaole turned around and went to the closet again to get a fleece blue shirt.

Mo Zixuan glanced at her with a little meaning, but he didn't ask again, he endured the pain and began to put on his pants, and after Mi Xiaole helped him put on his shirt and coat, he helped him go downstairs.

As soon as I was halfway there, I saw Mo Chen standing at the top of the stairs.

Mo Zixuan saw repentance and pain in his red eyes, and suddenly his heart seemed to be pricked with a needle, it hurt, and he asked hoarsely, "What happened?" ”

Mo Chen lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes blocked the sadness, and he had no intention of explaining it at all, nor did he have the slightest intention of retaining it.

He turned around and strode towards his room.

"Dad!" Mo Zixuan called as he went downstairs.

Mo Chen stopped.

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Zixuan asked unwillingly.

"It's okay, you go to the hospital with your mother for a check-up!" After saying that, he continued to walk forward, without looking back.

Mo Zixuan wanted to continue asking, but Mi Xiaole grabbed his arm and said angrily: "Okay, you yourself are half dead, don't care about him!" ”

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zixuan's eyes were full of puzzlement, their husband and wife have always been harmonious, and Mi Xiaole's attitude made him feel a kind of indescribable panic.

"No, I just don't want to see him, you wait for me here, I'll drive!"

Mi Xiaole let go of him, took out the car keys from his bag and walked to the basement, ready to drive the car to the door.

Mo Zixuan saw that she was far away, so he walked to the door of their room.

When I opened the door, I saw Mo Chen sitting on the sofa, burying his head in his legs, exuding a gray and dead air all over his body, and he didn't look up when he heard the voice.

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Zixuan asked as he walked in.

"It's fine!" Mo Chen replied hoarsely.

Mo Zixuan's dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and he asked speculatively, "Is it ...... Something happened to Cher? ”

Mo Chen's body stiffened slightly, and he wanted to say no, but his choked throat seemed to be filled with countless needles, and he couldn't say a word in pain.

The default attitude made Mo Zixuan's heart seem to have a sharp knife with salt passing by

(End of chapter)