The crown prince's pet

As soon as Mo Sijue came back from outside, he saw Wenxin's mother and daughter crying, and Xiyao was also crying.

He frowned, walked over to hug Xiyao, put one hand on the back of his head, and gently coaxed him.

His tears flowed into Mo Sijue's neck. When he saw him cry before, Mo Sijue thought it was fake. He thought boys should not cry, but now feeling his tears, his heart suddenly It hurts to the extreme.

He is just a child, he will cry because of discomfort, but now, he can't do anything.

This weekend was the happiest one Nuan Nuan had ever had since she went to school. She didn't know what happened to her brother, but her mother suddenly cried very sadly, and her father was also very silent. She knew that something was wrong with her brother's body.

Her young heart can't bear much load, but Nuan Nuan also deeply loves Xiyao, his younger brother.

Losing Li Yan, Xi Yao is a gift from heaven to them, and each of them loves him!

When Wen Xin woke up, she found that her eyes were swollen and she couldn't open them. She covered them with a towel listlessly, and looked at the haggard face in the mirror. She smiled reluctantly, and patted her with one hand. cheeks.

It seems that an important decision has been made in my heart, and the place that was blocked in my heart seems to be loosened a little.

A tired face suddenly appeared in the mirror, Wen Xin turned her head and looked back, with obvious surprise in her eyes, "Aren't you going to the company today?"

"Your husband, I'm not a robot, and I need to rest!" Mo Sijue walked behind her and hugged her.

When the figure of the two of them appeared from the mirror, Mo Sijue raised his hand and wiped the water droplets on the mirror, then rubbed his chin against her cheek, "Xin'er, do you look like it?"

"What?" Wen Xin blinked at him blankly, but was turned by his hand, and the two of them faced their reflection in the mirror together.

"Husband and wife portrait!" Mo Sijue smiled in a good mood, warm and petite, snuggled into his arms, and he hugged her with one arm.

Wen Xin gave him a boring look, one of his has already touched her brow, smoothing it back and forth with two fingers, Wen Wen's long eyelashes danced between his palms.

"Mo Sijue?" Wen Xin pulled his hand down and suddenly said, "I've made up my mind, Xi Yao won't have surgery if her life is not in danger, and the doctor said it won't affect her life..."

Wen Xin doesn't want to take that risk, even if there is a little risk in the operation, she is not willing to take the risk.

Since he will grow up well, even if it is a medicine jar, she will raise him to grow up. Isn't that how she came here in the past twenty years?

"Xin'er, is this your decision?" Mo Sijue raised her chin, and met her serious eyes.

She nodded without hesitation, and Mo Sijue let her go without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

When she came out, Nuan Nuan had already hugged Xiyao to bask in the sun on the balcony. It had already entered autumn, and Wen Xin found that Nuan Nuan seemed to have grown a lot taller. On the reclining chair on the balcony, Xi Yao lay in the cradle, squinting her eyes, humming twice from time to time.

She looked down from the balcony, Mo Sijue's car was no longer in the courtyard...

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Mo Sijue has a good capacity for drinking. He never gets drunk easily. In the bar where people come and go, he sits on the bar near the dance hall, holding glasses of cold beer with sharp fingers. The coolness in his lungs went all the way to his heart.

The more you drink, the clearer your mind becomes, the more you know what will happen to you in the future, what will happen to Xin Xin.

In the past 20 years, when he didn't know Wenxin, he didn't know how her days passed, but he didn't forget how many times she had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital. Now the same example happened to his son , He will have a hard time, and Xin Xin will not have a good time.

The explosive music of the DJ version could not disturb his thoughts at all. When he was rubbing his temples and preparing to get up to leave, a soft body suddenly bumped into his arms.

"Handsome guy, let's play together?" When the woman had a smoky makeup on her face and scratched Mo Sijue's neck with her long fingertips, he grabbed her wrist reflexively, and with a counterattack, he pushed her to the ground .

"Go away!" Mo Sijue's face was very ugly, but at this time someone was not afraid of death and bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

The man behind the woman rushed over with a vicious look on his face, "I/Fuck! You're looking for death, you dare to touch my woman?"

Behind him, a group of people looked at Mo Sijue with death-seeking eyes. He suddenly threw off the suit in his hand and unbuttoned two shirts. With a cold snort, he had already picked up the beer on the bar. The bottle was thrown at the other side.

"This is your own death!"

Mo Sijue is very fast, and his strikes are ruthless and neat. He can't remember how long it has been since he has fought with others. After marrying Wenxin, he no longer easily gets angry or fights with others, because he is trying to adapt An ordinary life that is warmly desired.

He was in a bad mood at first, and these people obviously didn't see his emotions.

For a while, the noisy bar was in chaos. The bar was originally a place where things went wrong, and stories of fighting and drinking were everywhere.

Mo Sijue beat the group of people to the ground in two or three strokes. He lifted his foot and stepped over the troubled man who fell down, took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and threw it on the bar, and then walked out imposingly.

After staying outside for a long time, he drove in the direction of Tsinghua Garden Villa.

Xiyao cried for longer each time. Wenxin had never seen him crying endlessly, but she glanced at the time. He had been crying for half an hour, and she couldn't coax him no matter what.

When Mo Sijue came back, she didn't notice at all, Xiyao sobbed and fell asleep, but she seemed to have fought a war.

She knew that she had to get used to this kind of life, but she didn't know how long she could last...

When Mo Sijue came out of the shower, he no longer smelled of alcohol, but Wen Xin still keenly noticed the bruises on his face.

"What's wrong with your face?" When she reached out to touch his face, Mo Sijue avoided it.

"It's okay, I just wiped it while driving!" Mo Sijue patted her hand, and saw that the baby in the crib had fallen asleep, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes.

"Warm! Let's do the surgery!" Mo Sijue looked at that small face, and the haggard pretty face in front of him. He clenched his fists and said suddenly, "He is still young, and there is a possibility of repairing the crack in his heart. If he When I grew up, the gap in my heart also widened, and at that time, even if I wanted to make it up, I had no chance!"