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

Chapter 7

"He doesn't look like you at all. Stop calling him my son! This child doesn't even have a name!"

Lu Ce's sarcastic voice came from above Mo Biyi's head.

Mo Bi curled his lips. This guy's temper really gets weirder as he gets older.

"No choice."

When Mo Biyi finished speaking, Lu Ce condescended to look at him.

"Ha, who would be so stupid as to call their own child Wu Ze? Leaving the child without any choice?" Lu Ce sneered.

Mo Biyi used to think of Lu Ce late at night, but today's Lu Ce was particularly annoying.

Mo Biyi insisted, "So, his last name is Mo! Mo Wuze means no choice. I want my child to have a choice."

The two of them happened to look into each other's eyes.

The air was suddenly filled with an invisible smell of gunpowder.

"Are you blaming me?" Lu Ce asked with narrowed eyes.

Mo Biyi laughed at himself, "You, the eldest young master of the Lu family, think too highly of yourself. How dare I?"

Mo Biyi's eyes felt sore again, and he was the first to look away.

"Answer it if you want. If not, get up. I want to sleep." Mo Biyi scratched his hair, feeling a little annoyed.

Lu Ce turned around and left.

Mo Biyi sneered. It had been such a long time since he left, but Mo Biyi remembered clearly that this was the eighth time Lu Ce did not look back.

Forget it, he will leave here after he completes his so-called mission.

When Mo Biyi was about to lie down and sleep, a chair appeared beside him, and then he saw Lu Ce sitting down.

"Why, don't you want to know? If I don't sit next to you, you won't be able to hear what I say clearly!" Lu Ce's tone was as arrogant as an idiot.

Mo Biyi was a little stunned for a moment. When he was with him before, he never looked back.

Lu Ce glanced at Mo Biyi and said, "Stupid goose."

Next, Lu Ce handed the professional materials to Mo Biyi, who listened while distracted.

For a moment, the two of them felt as if they were out of place in time and space, as if they had returned to those times.

"So from now on, we will never have a normal life?" Mo Biyi responded in a daze.

The veins on Lu Ce's forehead throbbed. "Did you listen to me carefully? I've been talking for a long time but you didn't listen, right?"

Mo Biyi held his cheek with his hand, his sleepy eyes open, his eyelids fighting each other violently.

"Of course not! If a mosquito can't resist the temptation and bites someone else directly, it won't become an invincible zombie mosquito, but an ordinary mosquito that anyone can kill.

But the zombie virus will lurk in the body of a person bitten by a mosquito, and the zombie virus will definitely break out. However, this zombie won't be very strong, and its infectiousness will be average."

Seeing that the other party had listened, Lu Ce suppressed his anger.

"By the way. Do you have any questions?" Lu Ce asked.

"Hmm?" Lu Ce made a sexy nasal sound when he got no response.

The next second, Lu Ce's shoulder felt heavy, and Mo Biyi leaned on Lu Ce's shoulder, his sleeping face full of fatigue.

Lu Ce didn't push him away, but just looked at him deeply.

Mo Wuze still felt very hot.

Hearing his father's anxious words, Mo Wuzhe also became anxious.

But everything in front of his eyes was dark. Mo Wuze had developed a good habit from his previous life to now. When he was anxious, he would stop and take three deep breaths.

When I opened my eyes again, the stars in my mind were shining like flames.

Mo Wuze's pupils shrank sharply. This is...

Lu Ce looked at the person whose lips were peeling from not drinking much water after taking care of the child for three days and three nights. He was anxious in his heart, but the words on his lips were:

"Is it really that expensive? If the doctor says it's okay, then it's okay! Isn't the nutrient solution still hanging on? My eldest brother's kids can sleep for days after drinking alcohol. Why are you tormenting yourself like this over such a small problem?"

The three words "small problem" successfully made Mo Biyi furious.

"You call this a minor problem! He's never encountered a problem like this in all my life. What kind of damn mosquito turns people into zombies? My child would have been burned to death before it appeared!"

After Mo Biyi finished speaking, he tore off his mosquito repellent equipment. When he was about to remove the needle tape on Mo Wuzhe's hand, Lu Ce held his hand.

"What are you crazy about? It's such a critical moment!"

As long as Lu Ce wanted, no one could escape from his hands.

But Mo Biyi easily shook off his hand.

"If Xiaoze doesn't wake up, I'm going to go crazy! Lu Ce, you don't understand! You've never raised a child, so you don't understand how I feel at all!"

Mo Biyi's eyes were red as he spoke. "He was once a tiny little thing. I fed him bottle after bottle of milk powder and spoonful after spoonful of rice. I raised him by the hand. He was so full of energy just a few days ago, but now he has been lying in bed for three days. Lu Ce, you may not think he is precious, but his existence transcends my own life. He is the most important person."

Mo Biyi didn't realize that tears were sliding down his cheeks as he spoke.

Lu Ce was jealous to the point of madness. The most important person was a child whose father he didn't know, and the second most important person was the child's mother...Has Mo Biyi ever thought of him in all these years?

The two of them just stared at each other, one was sad, the other did not miss any change in the other, as if he wanted to see into the other's heart.

But there is one thing.

Whether in the past or now, Lu Ce couldn't bear to see Mo Biyi cry. Although they were clearly his own tears, once he met his eyes, Lu Ce could always feel that they were shed for him, and they hit his heart, burning him.

Lu Ce finally couldn't help but raise his hand, and his fingers gently brushed across the corner of Mo Biyi's eyes.

"Where is the child's mother? You are the one taking care of the child, so where is the child's mother?" Lu Ce asked suddenly.

The slow-witted Mo Biyi only then realized that he was crying, and rubbed his face roughly with his sleeve.

"The child's other parent is dead!" Mo Biyi's tone carried a barely perceptible hint of resentment.

That tone reminded Lu Ce of his childhood. Every time he made Mo Biyi angry, he would call out "Yi Yi" beside him, and Mo Biyi would always answer, "Yi Yi is dead."

No one would curse the child's mother to death, so Lu Cexin really died.

Lu Ce took a deep breath. Probably no one at home could threaten him.

He didn't really want to get back together... he just wanted to punish Mo Biyi in a small, subtle way.

"So you're single?" Lu Ce didn't know how much effort it took to restrain his tone so that it wouldn't be too presumptuous.

Mo Biyi pushed Lu Ce away and said, "What's this got to do with you? Can you please move aside now? I'm going to the hospital with my son!"

Lu Ce gnashed his back teeth and said, "Great, I'm avoiding the question. I really don't have a partner."

Lu Ce grabbed Mo Biyi's hand and said, "Okay, but you have to promise me something."

The two of them did not notice the eyelids of the person on the bed fluttering, nor did they notice the hungry mosquito that appeared in the corner of the room at some point, flapping its wings tremblingly.

(The first step of a silly dog ​​chasing his wife: wrong, wrong, wrong)