The lost beauty

Mo Weijin burned for a day and a night, and when he woke up on the third morning, it was still dark and his head was still dizzy.

He grabbed the clothes beside the bed and wanted to get up, but was discovered by Aunt Zhang who came in.

"Young Master, what are you doing? You haven't healed yet and you want to find fault. Lie down!" He said, helping him.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm fine, let me go out, I don't want to make him unhappy!"

"What are you talking about, sir, he can tell you to take care of your body, don't think about it." Aunt Zhang saw the child's overly obedient appearance, and felt sorry for him.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm really fine!" Wei Jin showed a tactful smile, and then stood up holding back the pain.

Aunt Zhang knew that she couldn't hold him back, but she just felt very uncomfortable. Wei Jin was too tolerant, never said anything, and always put on a smile to make others feel at ease. Such a good child, Mr. How could he bear it.

Mo Yufeng, who came down the stairs, immediately saw Mo Weijin who was busy in the kitchen. It was inconvenient for him to walk with his waist supported, but he was so serious about making coffee and toasting bread.

Mo Yufeng saw it in his eyes, and felt another feeling in his heart.

He silently walked to the living room, turning a blind eye to everything in the kitchen, just picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

When she raised her head, a pair of clear eyes met Mo Yufeng's gaze, but she quickly dodged it. Weijin was walking in front of Mo Yufeng with coffee and bread.

"Your breakfast!" He respectfully put the breakfast on Mo Yufeng's table.

Since Mo Weijin came back to this home, he would get up early to prepare breakfast and deliver it to him.

After doing all this, Wei Jin moved towards the second floor step by step with difficulty while supporting her waist, and couldn't help but hiss every time she touched the wound.

Mo Yufeng watched all this with cold eyes, then suddenly got up and walked towards Mo Weijin in a mysterious manner, and stood in front of him.

Seeing the tall figure blocking the stairs in front of her, Wei Jin was dumbfounded, "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yufeng hugged Wei Jin. Wei Jin was already 16 meters tall at the age of 1.7. Suddenly, such a big child was hugged horizontally, which made him a little at a loss, and his face turned red Blockbuster.

"You don't need it, I can do it!" Wei Jin twisted her body to get rid of such an awkward posture.

"Don't move! If you don't want me to throw you off!" Mo Yufeng threatened, and seeing Weijin calm down, he went straight to Weijin's room.

Put him on the bed, "Stay well!" Mo Yufeng explained and left.

Looking at the disappearing back of Mo Yufeng, something in Mo Weijin's heart was aroused, and a trace of softness rippled in his heart. He couldn't help but hugged his arms tightly, as if he was reminiscing about the hug just now. It was so firm and warm, but it didn't belong to he.

Tears flowed down unconsciously, and Wei Jin just fell asleep in a daze.

Mo Yufeng who went downstairs happened to see Uncle Zhang tidying up the living room, so he asked by the way, "Old Zhang, do you know what Weijin did yesterday?"

"Sir, don't you know? The young master hesitated for a long time, but I persuaded him to put the invitation letter on your desk."

"What invitation letter?" Mo Yufeng was a little puzzled, he didn't see any invitation letter.

"Yesterday was the young master's graduation ceremony. The school required parents to accompany him. Yesterday, the young master was elected as a student representative to give a speech. I thought you knew about it, sir."

"So that's how it is." Mo Yufeng said and walked to the room, and sure enough, he saw the bright red invitation letter under a pile of documents, which clearly said: "Dear Mo Weijin's parents, hello... ..."

I haven't felt this way for a long time. Over the years, Weijin has lived in school and never went home during holidays. Mo Yufeng is really afraid that he will forget that Weijin is his son.

Her fingers couldn't help touching the five black characters: Mo Weijin's parents.

Jin'er, do you still remember that I am your father? Mo Yufeng felt sore in his heart.

At night, Mo Weijin felt thirsty, so he fumbled to drink water in the living room, and seeing that the light in Mo Yufeng's room was still on, he made a glass of milk habitually and prepared to deliver it to Mo Yufeng's room.

He walked to the door lightly, but found that the door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

Through the crack of the door, Mo Weijin could clearly see Mo Yufeng holding a photo. His eyes were full of longing and love. Don't guess that it must be Xiaofei's photo. Mo Yufeng would often take it out to look at it over the years.

But he was too lazy to take a look at Mo Weijin who was right in front of him, and even hated him trying to push him away.

Wei Jin often thinks, if I was the one who got lost in the first place, would you miss me like this?Probably not, because you hate me, hate me, and wish I would disappear immediately.

Mo Weijin didn't have the courage to knock on the door again, but turned and left.

Mo Weijin vowed in her heart: One day I will find Xiao Fei and pay back everything I owe you!