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Mo Xiangqi was raised by Mo Xiangwan since he was a child. Although the two are not blood relatives, they know each other's thoughts like the palm of their hands.Grain-grain-net-first-post www>

Therefore, even if Mo Xiangqi didn't say anything, Mo Xiangwan knew his pain.

Mr. Zhou sent someone to deliver a basket of citrus yesterday. It is said that it grew in the orchard of a distant relative of the Zhou family. Mo Xiangwan looked at the citrus eagerly, and couldn't peel the tangerines with his own hands, so he called Mo Xiangqi to peel the tangerines for himself. .

Mo Xiangqi quietly slid the wheelchair to the head of the bed, and peeled the oranges for Mo Xiangwan.

Mo Xiangwan watched eagerly as the bright yellow orange flesh was exposed little by little, and smelled the fragrance of the orange peel after being torn, but said out of his mouth, "You're so stingy!" [

Mo Xiangqi paused, and looked up at Mo Xiangwan.

Mo Xiangwan giggled and scratched Mo Xiangqi with his bandaged hand, "Didn't you just find a mother for the two of us! As for acting pitifully abandoned? I asked you to meet her earlier, why didn't you No, do you regret it now?"

Mo Xiangqi turned his head to avoid Mo Xiangwan's hand, "Your hand isn't healed yet! What are you doing?"

Mo Xiangwan didn't care, "A little skin injury!" He stretched his neck to look around, "Is the orange peeled? I'm so hungry!"

"You're a foodie!" Mo Xiangqi laughed and cursed, but he divided the oranges into pieces and fed them into Mo Xiangwan's mouth.

Mo Xiangwan held it in his mouth, and when he was about to swallow it, he immediately smiled sweetly, "Wow, it's so delicious! Try it..."

This is almost Mo Xiangwan's mantra. Whether it was a shortage of supplies at home when he was a child, or now that he is an adult, the concept of sharing good things with his younger brother has been deeply ingrained in Mo Xiangwan's mind.

Mo Xiangqi silently threw the orange into his mouth, and nodded with Mo Xiangwan's expectant eyes.

Mo Xiangwan laughed immediately, as if the orange was planted by her, with a look of great pride on his face.

A small orange, you have one petal, and I have one petal, and the two eat with relish.

At the end, Mo Xiangqi wiped his hands with a tissue, and suddenly raised his eyes and asked Mo Xiangwan, "Sister, what did you want to say to me when you rushed out to stop me that night?"

Mo Xiangwan reached out and touched the back of his head, with a rare shy expression, "Well... you were unhappy that night! I was afraid that you would be sad, so I wanted to tell you that no matter what, you are my brother... I I will not ignore you, let alone let others take your place."

After Mo Xiangqi heard this, he said calmly, "Oh."

Mo Xiangwan was a little upset. She thought that Mo Xiangqi would at least show a slightly moved expression when he heard her say this, but Mo Xiangqi was not as she expected.

"sister--"

Just when Mo Xiangwan was lost, he heard Mo Xiangqi calling her suddenly.

When Mo Xiangwan raised his head, Mo Xiangqi stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly into his arms.

Although the two siblings have always depended on each other and supported each other, they mostly quarreled and quarreled, and there were almost no such emotional moments. It was the first time that Mo Xiangqi was hugged tightly in his arms, and Mo Xiangwan was a bit silly.

Mo Xiangqi's embrace is different from Kurosawa Yao's generous embrace like a mountain, and Hei Jingsu's soft and dependent embrace is also different. [

Being hugged by Mo Xiangqi so quietly, Mo Xiangwan could feel his heartbeat gradually synchronized with Mo Xiangqi's heartbeat, full of the taste of mutual love and mutual growth.