The two men who used to hate each other the most, and even fought several times, have no intention of arguing now. Because their hatred or quarrel is meaningless.

Ye Hao took the initiative to stand up, he turned around, his stiff back looked very cold. He didn't say anything more, didn't even say goodbye, and left the Mo family directly.

Mo Yixuan sat on the sofa and habitually smoked, smoking one puff after another, skillfully moving, spitting out one eye circle after another.

The living room was quickly turned into a miasma by him.

"Fate ......" When he finished his last bite, he called out to his son, who was sitting on the carpet not far away, playing with jigsaw puzzles.

Yuan Yuan turned his little head after hearing his father's voice, blinked his eyes several times and got up from the ground, then walked to his father's side and lay on his father's lap.

Mo Yixuan stroked the child's soft hair, and then sat on his lap with the child in his arms.

"Fate ......" he shouted again, sighed and asked, "Do you miss your mother?" After asking, Mo Yixuan's chest hurt, and his eyes suddenly became sour.

Yuan Yuan bit his lip, he looked at his father, as if he didn't understand what his father said.

He didn't answer Dad's question directly, but just called out sweetly: "Dad...... ：”

Mo Yixuan was stunned for a moment, and the child's cold reaction surprised him a little.

But the surprise was followed by a kind of helplessness and heartache that was sad to the bone, and the corners of his eyes were moistened at this moment.

He could see that Yuan Yuan had forgotten his mother.

If it was before, as long as he mentioned Yan Yan to his children, Yuan Yuan would clamoring to make a video call to his mother and go to his mother. But now, fate will not be there, and he hasn't made trouble looking for his mother for a long time.

(Yan Yan, what should I do?) Fate is going to forget you. You wouldn't want to see this if you were alive, would you? Why are you leaving us. ）

Mo Yixuan's heart ached.

Seeing that his father was unhappy, Yuan Yuan suddenly stretched out his little hand and pinched his father's face, then shook his little head and made a grimace at his father.

Mo Yixuan smiled bitterly, and the child's expression made him even more uncomfortable.

He took out his phone from his pocket, clicked on the screen and found the saved photo album, and clicked on a photo from inside, a photo of Yan Yan a few years ago.

He put the phone in front of Yuanyuan, pointed to the woman in the photo, and said, "Yuanyuan, who is she, do you remember?" ”

Yuan Yuan looked at his father, and then looked at the mobile phone in his father's hand, he blinked his black grape-like eyes, his eyes finally looked at the photos in the mobile phone, he looked left and right, and finally just shouted faintly: "Mom......"

After shouting, Yuan Yuan looked at his father again. He didn't get excited and excited to find his mother when he saw his mother's photos like before, it seemed that his mother was just a title in his heart.

Mo Yixuan nodded, and the child still remembered after all. It's just that he also understands that fate will one day forget, forget what his mother looks like, and forget his dependence on his mother.

He put away his mobile phone and hugged the child hard, while Yuanyuan patted his little belly and said, "Dad, Yuanyuan is hungry ......"

After saying that, he got out of his father's arms, and then ran out of the living room and ran to the dining room, where the chef had prepared a nutritious dinner for the two children, as well as some small snacks.