Ji Mo's eyes were full of sorrow and sorrow that he usually did not show, and he looked at his mother stupidly and stood beside her silently.

Mother seemed to feel something, and glanced over to him.

Ji Mo stiffened, but the next moment he sadly realized that his mother was not looking at her.

She looked at the small garden she loved to take care of by herself, and the sadness in her eyes seemed to overflow.

At this time, Wen Yangliu seemed to be admiring the beautiful flowers in the garden, but as if carelessly, he pinched off the most beautiful and largest one, held it in his hand, looked at it for two seconds, and fell into the soil like garbage.

She lifted her foot, and the silver-white high heels mercilessly picked up the scattered flowers, and completely stepped on the mud.

At this time, a small figure walked out crookedly behind Wen Yangliu.

The little girl walked unsteadily, like a beautiful New Year's doll, walking towards Wen Yangliu step by step, holding a small grass in her hand that she didn't know where to pick it up.

When she tried to get close to Wen Yangliu with an excited face, Wen Yangliu's expression changed and she stared at her impatiently.

The little girl didn't know it at all, and happily raised her fleshy little hand to show her mother the cute grass in her hand.

Wen Yangliu didn't give a little look, but waved his hand, and the blade of grass fell to the ground.

The little child stayed where he was, with an aggrieved expression on his face, but he didn't know why, and he didn't dare to cry.

She squatted down and picked up the grass, dug a hole in the ground next to her with her little hands, and planted the grass crookedly.

This was a big project for her, and she didn't get it done well several times, but she still held back her tears and did it over and over again, until finally the roots of the grass were barely buried in the soil.

The picture suddenly turned, and Chi Mo Enthalpy actually came to the side of the grass.

There was no one else around except him and Chi Yang with a muddy face.

The little girl opened her eyes curiously and looked at him, and her speech was slurred, and she called him "brother" in a milky voice.

It seems that in her little world, it is a surprise that this brother, who is not often seen, appears in this place.

Ji Mo didn't respond to her.

He knew very well that he was in a dream, and in his real memory, he did not actually have this scene in front of him.

In the six years since my mother's disappearance, they have rarely crossed paths.

Every time they meet, in addition to seeing Chi Yang's growth, what they get is Chi Yang's framing of him under Wen Yangliu's instructions.

But in the dream, there was a ridiculously harmonious scene.

"Brother, give you little grass."

The little milk ball continued to speak inarticulately, and the tender white little hand clutched an unknown grass, and the hand was still dirty and mixed with dirt.

In this way, he actually came over and grabbed Chi Mo's hand.

Chi Moyan's body stiffened, and he subconsciously dodged it.

But at this time, Chi Yang had already pulled Chi Mo's sleeve, and after this action, she fell directly to the ground, and there were a few more stone scratches on her white and tender arms.

She covered her hands at a loss, and looked at Chi Mo Enthalpy with tears in her eyes, which was originally like a small briquette, but now she was even more embarrassed.

Chi Mo's fingers curled, and he was silent for a long time, and finally said "get up" dryly.

Chi Yang was really obedient, crying silently and sobbing, while staggering up, and did not forget to pinch the little grass.

"Brother... Why don't you like Yangyang..."

The little milk ball is extremely sensitive, and after getting up, he stood timidly in place, but he didn't dare to make any more movements, and stood in place like being trained.

Ji Mo opened his mouth, dreams and reality were intertwined, and Ji Yang had asked this question several times.

Ji Moyan wanted to laugh so much that he almost wanted to blurt it out.

Because you are a junior child, because your mother's arrival has ruined my family, because of your mother, I haven't seen my mother for six years.

But the child in front of her, innocent, pure and immaculate, was brought to this world by dirty people, and she never understood what it meant to be a mistress and destroy the family.

A deep sense of powerlessness came up again, and Ji Moyan closed his eyes, thinking of his mother's grief and despair.

In this life, if he treats Chi Yang well, it is a betrayal of his mother.

A cool breeze blew, and the ink enthalpy on the hospital bed slowly broke away from the nightmare and opened his eyes.

At the head of the bed, that cute little bag of dishes is still there.

Ji Mo Yan stretched out his hand, picked it up and looked at it for a while, and threw it into the trash in silence.

Chi Yang went to school normally, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that his little table mate was wrong.

Zhang Qingya lay on the table without any energy, her usually fair and transparent little face was red at this time, her lips were dry and chapped, and her whole person was wilted.

Probably a fever.

Seeing Chi Yang sit down, Zhang Qingya opened her mouth, her voice was a little hoarse because of the high fever, but she still reluctantly smiled at Chi Yang:

"Chi Yang... You're coming."

Chi Yang touched her head and was startled by the heat in her hands:

"You have a fever, wait for me and I'll call the teacher..."

Before she could get up, Zhang Qingya grabbed her and shook her head.

The little girl's expression was a little embarrassed:

"Don't tell the teacher, I can't go to the hospital..."

Chi Yang was so sensitive that he guessed something and comforted Zhang Qingya:

"Don't be afraid, if you don't want to go now, then take a fever reducer first, if it's not good, we must go." ”

Zhang Qingya listened to Chi Yang's advice like a little adult, and suddenly saw her mother's meticulousness when she was sick before, and she couldn't help it anymore, her eyes were hot.

She sniffed, already in a thick nasal voice:

"Good..."

Chi Yang helped Zhang Qingya catch the water and watched her take the antipyretic medicine, before holding her hand, and the spiritual power slowly transferred from Chi Yang's body to Zhang Qingya's body.

The process is going very slowly, after all, Zhang Qingya is no closer to an adult than Chi Moyan, and Chi Yang is afraid that it will be counterproductive all of a sudden.

After all, Zhang Qingya was reluctant to go to the hospital because money and stepmother didn't want to see her, and if she said that she was rich, it would only make Zhang Qingya feel inferior.

Looking at Zhang Qingya beside him, and then looking at the vacant position of Su Xing, who had not yet come, Chi Yang was a little confused.

Since coming to this world, it seems that many people are trapped by family affection.

For Chi Mo Enthalpy, his mother is his reverse scale. And Wen Yangliu, the culprit who caused her mother's disappearance, and her, are the thorns in Chi Mo's heart.

For Suo Xing, the death of his parents is his eternal sorrow. And the uncle who can't take care of him more, the aunt who always beats and scolds at every turn, fills up the small life.

For Zhang Qingya, her mother, who was forced to divorce and could only live alone, was sensible and unwilling to trouble at a young age, afraid that her mother would be in a hurry, and that her mother would not have the money to take her to see a little cold.