The next day, Mo Yixuan was discharged from the hospital by himself, although he was cured, he still looked very haggard, his face was pale and bloodless, and even his lips were a little pale.

Walking out of the hospital gate, he covered the dazzling sunlight with his hands, the May sun was very warm, but unfortunately it didn't shine on his heart.

Caught a taxi on the side of the road, he didn't go to the company, but chose to go home directly.

He doesn't have the interest to do anything now, and he doesn't have that mind. If he could, he would like to take a few sleeping pills and sleep for a few days and nights.

The Mo family was still as lonely as ever, with a smell of depression, and the security guards at the door were also asleep.

On weekdays, there are occasionally some of Li Qin's friends who come to visit, but now Li Qin is hospitalized, and no one has come.

The house was exceptionally quiet, except for the cries of children.

As soon as Mo Yixuan entered the house, he heard the sound of the child crying. He rubbed his temples vigorously, only to feel a splitting headache, and his heart became more irritable for some reason.

In the past, whenever he came home and heard the child's crying, he would anxiously look and ask to see if the child was sick. But at this moment, he was speechless, and his heart felt like it was strangled by a rope, and it hurt terribly.

The more the child cries, the more it hurts.

Lin Yanyan took out Mo Ye in the stroller, a child of more than 20 pounds, it was quite heavy to hold, she couldn't cope with it alone, this child usually eats too much, so now he is fat.

When she came to the hall, she saw Mo Yixuan, who was already standing at the door. She was stunned for a moment, but still walked over with the child in her arms.

"Sir, you ...... I'm back. Lin Yanyan whispered, she originally wanted to ask the child what to do, but when she saw that her husband's face was so embarrassed, she didn't dare to ask.

Mo Ye also saw the tall man at the door, his small hand wiped his eyes vigorously, and suddenly stopped crying or making trouble, a pair of small hands were open, and he shouted hoarsely: "Pull out the ......"

He didn't shout very clearly, but he could hear that he was calling Dad. This is also the first time he has called his father at the age of more than 10 months, and he used to only call grandma.

"Pull out the ......" Mo Ye shouted again, her little eyes full of tears were watery, she looked pitiful, and her clothes were also dirty, and it was estimated that she hadn't changed them for two or three days.

Although he doesn't know anything yet, he knows that this is his father, and he usually loves him. Usually, as long as he opens his hand, Dad will definitely hug him.

Mo Yixuan stood motionless as if he had been frozen suddenly, without even blinking his eyes.

This sound of his father was like a sharp knife to him in the heart, and the pain made him spasm.

He turned his face away abruptly and turned his back to the child, and his eyes that had been too sad moistened again. Once upon a time, how he wished to hear his children call him Daddy, but now he was extremely uncomfortable listening to it.

Because this is not his son, no.

"Baba......" Mo Ye saw that his father seemed to ignore him, and his little hands tugged at his clothes hard, and after a while, he cried again.

Lin Yanyan hurriedly coaxed the child in her hand. But I can't coax anything.

Mo Ye cried louder and louder, she had no choice but to hold the child like this, and let the child cry first.