Chief, Love for you is wrong

"I'm not happy. At first, they were very fierce and said they would take me to a place called death training camp. If I didn't go, they forced me to go, so I fought with them. There were too many people. I couldn't fight, so they locked me in a dark house and said to stay until I promised. The room was very cold and there were a lot of terrible cries. They only gave me one meal a day. I couldn't count it Every day, they put a piece of rice next to me. Two and a half months later, they suddenly let me out. I have been living in the room where my uncle came to find me. "

Wen Jili nodded and estimated the time. When byson released his dream, it should be the day when Mo Bai came to Brunei and won byson's men. However, byson was really cold enough. For his grandson, he said to give up!

With a "Ding", the elevator door opened.

Wen Jili raised his hand over the boy's shoulder and patted him on the arm. "It's your father who can come out of the black house. But there was an accident on the way, so now you have to wake up your father."

"It was dad who took the dream out of the dark room?" the little man was stunned for a while, some confused, "but dad didn't come to see the dream."

"That's because your father was going to save your mother and then look for a dream. Unexpectedly, your father was injured and wanted to live in the hospital." when he said this, he came to the door of Mo Bai's house.

Xun Meng quickly looked up at Wen Jili. There was tension and excitement in his eyes. With worship and desire, Wen Jili gently rubbed his dream seeking head and hooked his lips, "the dream seeking father is inside."

Subconsciously clutching his clothes, Wen Jili gently turned the door open, and bierfei sat inside with a slight sigh.

It seems that Mo Bai really conquered the man who is nearly ten years older than him from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, if the partners in the business Vanity Fair are injured, who will really be there and take care of them all the time?

Compared with the people who saw in the sterile outdoor glass a few days ago, Mo Bai now lies quietly on the hospital bed without those inserted pipes. His sleeping face is exquisite and indifferent. He puts the lonely snow of Buddha Qianshan. Because his skin is too white, his thick and dense eyelashes cast a thin shadow under his eyelids.

When bierfei heard the sound of screwing the door, he stood up. When he was about to say hello to Wen Jili, he saw the little boy standing next to him and quickly exclaimed, "little guy, you look like your father." then he looked up and smiled at Wen Jili and said, "I thought about what Mo Bai's son looks like, but I didn't expect to look so like him!"

With that, bierfei took the dream seeking hand, "come on, little guy, I'm your father's friend. You can call me uncle bierfei. Your father must know you're coming today, so he specially transferred from the sterile room to the general ward, so that you can see him up close."

Standing in front of Mo Bai's hospital bed, his long eyelashes were covered like a fan, blocking the mood in his eyes. The two adults didn't move. After a while, Xun Meng walked next to Mo Bai, raised his hand and pressed his palm on Mo Bai's eyelids. His small hand got into the quilt, held Mo Bai's hand and shouted softly,

"Dad..."

*****

Looking for a dream was very indifferent and forbearing. When he met Mo Bai for the first time in six years, his father lay motionless in bed. This man could endure no tears except that his eyes were red.

In the afternoon, a nurse came to wipe Mo Bai's body. She sat down and tried to practice her brush words. She was very calm. She put down her brush, washed her hands in the bathroom, went to the nurse and asked softly, "can I wipe my father's body? Just tell me how to wipe it. I'll be very careful." her eyelashes trembled, her expression was indifferent and looked forward to it.

In this way, dream seeking has been living in the ward for the past few days. In addition to adhering to his daily work and wiping his back for Mo Bai, he will spare an hour, sit beside Mo Bai's bed, do nothing, hold Mo Bai's hand and look at him. Then he turned quietly and went back to his desk to read.