The end of the world is coming, and the family of three must be in order

Chapter 23

The roar of the motorcycle was heard, and it would be a bit crowded if three people wore helmets.

Therefore, only Lu Ce and Mo Biyi wore it, and Mo Wuzhe was stuck in the middle like a sandwich.

Mo Wuze leaned forward suddenly.

Mo Wuze buried himself in Lu Ce's clothes, digging his flesh with his small hands, but the flesh on his back was thick, so he was not afraid of the pain.

When passing an uneven surface, Mo Wuze felt his body suddenly lean forward again, and then his whole body was shaken up, as if he was about to fly out.

But when he failed to fly out, a pair of warm hugs came up from behind, and then his little hands were surrounded. Mo Wuze saw his father's hand pressing his hand and then hugging Lu Ce's waist tightly.

"Lu Ce, slow down!" Mo Biyi said.

Lu Ce curled his lips, "Not that fast! It's just that the road is difficult to walk on!"

Mo Biyi had no choice but to hold her like that.

After several unbearable upheavals, Mo Biyi had to hold his son's head down and rest his own head on Lu Ce's shoulder, which finally made him feel much more comfortable.

Mo Wuze was closer to Lu Ce, and he could clearly hear Lu Ce's chuckle when his father leaned on his shoulder.

Humph, dog Lu Ce.

Mo Wuze cursed in his heart.

When they returned to the place where Mo Biyi had lived for five years, they saw a large charred area in the community.

Mo Biyi knew that it was caused by the fire they set before they left that day.

Mo Biyi walked into the house.

The room was not locked and looked a bit messy inside. I don't know if it was messed up when he and Wang Tuo had a fight that day, or if someone else came in and messed it up later.

Lu Ce held the helmet and said, "Go get whatever you need!"

Mo Biyi asked Mo Wuzhe to stay with Lu Ce, and he went upstairs to get some clothes for his aunt.

Mo Wu Ze looked at the dirty house and had no place to stand, so he simply squatted on the sofa.

"Silly dad, why bother with that old bitch!" Mo Wuze complained silently.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ce grabbed his face.

"Don't curse! If you curse once, I'll pinch you." Lu Ce thought the child's face was very interesting, soft and sticky, like a glutinous rice dumpling.

As soon as Lu Ce loosened his hand, two obvious big red marks were left there.

Mo Wuze put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll tell my dad that you bullied me."

Lu Ce withdrew his hand guiltily, "Your father has always favored his relatives, but that doesn't mean he agrees with you swearing."

Mo Wuze snorted lightly, stood up and looked at Lu Ce, "Old plague woman, old plague woman, she is an old plague woman, I don't believe you haven't cursed her like that before!"

Lu Ce narrowed his eyes. He had indeed cursed, but how would the kid know?

Mo Wuze saw Lu Ce's eyes, realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly changed the subject.

"You don't know how bad she treated my father!!" Mo Wuze said.

"How bad is it?" Although he had seen through the child's clumsy tricks, he still couldn't help but want to know about Mo Biyi's experiences first.

Mo Biyi came to his aunt's room. Before his aunt's husband had an accident, he had come in with him a few times occasionally. The other party was considered a nice person.

More talkative, more enthusiastic, more visionary than his aunt...but also more greedy and lustful than his aunt.

He asked Mo Biyi for money again and again, used the money to find a prostitute, and then... died in the prostitute's bed.

Aunt Mo Biyi hated Mo Biyi because of this, thinking that he was the indirect cause of all this.

Mo Biyi opened the wardrobe and found a locked cabinet inside.

Mo Biyi knew Ms. Wen's character. She felt safe only when she carried important things like keys with her.

Mo Biyi found what he wanted among many handbags.

When the cabinet was opened, Mo Biyi saw a lot of cash and gold.

Mo Biyi flipped through the pages and saw an old photo and a piece of paper that was so yellow it couldn't be any yellower.

Mo Biyi picked up the photo with slightly trembling fingers.

The photo above shows a young aunt and a gentle-looking man holding a child.

There is a sentence written with a fountain pen in the photo, but you can see that there is not much water in the ink and the strokes are discontinuous.

"2221, Bibi is one month old~.~Wen Ji"

Mo Bi's eyes were filled with heat, and his hand lingered on the two big words "Wen Ji".

Mo Biyi went downstairs as soon as he got what he wanted.

"Damn it!" As soon as I came down, I heard Lu Ce cursing.

Mo Biyi looked puzzled.

Mo Wuze patted Lu Ce to indicate that his father was here.

Lu Ce returned to his normal expression.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Biyi asked.

Lu Ce didn't explain, but stood up and said, "Let's go! To the next location."

When the motorcycle was driving towards the city, you could see the occasional speeding vehicle, and those vehicles looked like there was some kind of monster ahead.

Mo Bi took a look and saw that the place ahead was the shopping mall where he had taken Mo Wuzhe to buy things.

The closer you get, the more you can see heads moving in front of you.

Mo Biyi gripped Lu Ce's hand with increased strength.

"Why are you here?" Mo Bi asked.

"The mall I went to yesterday was too small and I didn't find what I wanted." Lu Ce replied.

Mo Biyi gritted his teeth and said, "You know how hard it was to deal with those things yesterday. With so many people here today, if they get attracted by you, who can we expect to solve the problem for us?"

Lu Ce turned around and glanced at Mo Biyi. "Why, are you scared to death? What's wrong with dying with me?"

Lu Ce's helmet blocked his evil smile, but it couldn't block the upturned corners of his eyes. Mo Biyi knew the expression under his helmet without even looking.

Mo Bi looked away helplessly, his heart skipping a beat, but then his eyes dimmed again. He was like that before, so why should he test himself now as if he was going to commit suicide for love?

No answer is the best answer.

Mo Wuze punched Lu Ce and said, "Go ahead and die if you want! I will protect my dad!"

Lu Ce looked at Mo Biyi in the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and said lightly, "Yiyi, whether you believe it or not, these past few days have been the happiest I've had in the past few years."

Mo Biyi didn't respond like a coward.

Lu Ce curled his lips and said, "Take it slow. After all, he was the one who hurt his heart."

Lu Ce thought a lot during these sleepless nights.

The disordered world allowed him to see his own heart more clearly. Life is only once, and many things can be written off.

Mo Bi felt complicated and didn't understand what Lu Ce was trying to do.

Mo Wuze in the middle had a sour look on his face and was cursing Lu Ce in his heart. He waited for his father to win the bet and asked his father to make conditions to make Lu Ce stay away from him.

Lu Ce was bound to lose this bet. In this life, he would never be a favorite of zombies. Zombies preferred to turn powerful people into zombies.

The motorcycle drove into the mall and zombies began to surround it.

Mo Biyi looked at the three layers of people there and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

"Lu Ce! Move quickly! We will be in trouble if the road is blocked." Mo Biyi said.

Lu Ce glanced at the map and memorized it in his mind before asking, "Are you familiar with this place?"

Mo Wuze interrupted, "Yes, I'm familiar with it! If you have any questions, just ask Xiaoze directly. Xiaoze will know but not tell you, and will not say everything he knows."

Mo Wuzhe will now play the role he should play. His father chose Dumei, and he will protect his father and will not let him die with Lu Ce.

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