Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Song ran feels that her time as a teacher is the happiest thing for her to live in Mohism. These three or four children add the smell of fireworks to this cold place.

Soon after 5:00 p.m., a smart watch on a boy's wrist rang. The little boy looked at Song ran and seemed to be asking for song Ran's advice. Song ran smiled and nodded. The little boy smiled and answered the phone.

"Hello, mom, good afternoon."

The little boy's mother seemed to be asking when to finish school. The little boy replied in a childish voice, "right away. Uncle Mo's driver will take us back. Mom will see you later."

Finally, when she hung up the phone, she kissed her little watch very seriously, which made song ran feel soft when she saw it.

Another little boy said, "lamb, your mother calls you every time she is about to leave school."

Turning off his watch, the little boy said proudly, "of course, my parents love me most."

The little girl poked the back of song Ran's hand. After Song ran squatted down, the little girl came to song Ran's ear and said, "teacher song, I'll tell you a secret. My father died when I don't remember anything. I especially envy the lamb with my father."

Song ran didn't expect the little girl to tell her this. Maybe she is a trustworthy person in the child's eyes.

She took the little girl into her arms and whispered, "the teacher also told you a secret. The teacher has no father, but the teacher is living a good life now. You should live a good life, little fish. Your father will see it."

The little girl looks at Song ran and nods seriously. Song ran smiles with satisfaction.

There was no delay. Ten minutes later, he took the children's hands to the door.

The children will wave their little meat hands to song ran when they get on the bus, and say neatly in their mouth, "see you tomorrow, Miss Song."

Song ran really likes children. The setting sun in the afternoon shines on the shadow of children. This scene is really beautiful.

Looking at the car going farther and farther, I thought of the child in my belly who had not seen the world.

The most terrible thing about people is that they have a bad idea. Song ran stands at the door and unconsciously touches her belly. Even her heart is empty.

Mo Qianxing thought song ran would be in a good mood to teach the children today. He rushed home after the meeting at 4:41 p.m.

When she was about to get home, she saw song ran standing at the door alone, touching her belly. She looked lost and didn't look happy at all.

Seeing that Mo Qianxing's car came back, song ran turned to look at her home and thought: it's only around five o'clock. Why is mo Qianxing back? Isn't the company busy today.

The setting sun stretched her lonely shadow, and her body was full of a maternal aura. This makes Mo Qianxing think of the child with song ran. He is incompetent and fails to protect the child.

As soon as the car stopped, Mo Qianxing sat down and opened the door himself. He got off the car and quickly caught up with song ran who was walking alone in front.

Mo Qianxing sees his tall shadow approaching song Ran's little shadow step by step, and his mood becomes happy.

"Don't keep your head up when you walk. You'll feel better if you look down occasionally."

The magnetic voice of Mo Qianxing reminds song ran. Song ran wants to look up at Mo Qianxing, but he is stabbed in the eye by the sunset.

I had to lower my head and rub my eyes first. I just saw the shadow on the ground. Gao Gao's Mo Qianxing is lowering his head. The shadow looks like two people kissing.

Song Ran's face turned red. Mo Qian rubbed her head and said, "fool, it's cold outside. Let's go home."

Song ran thought he had an illusion. Was the gentle voice and touch really Mo Qianxing walking ahead now? Song ran felt his face redder.

After Xiaobu kept up with Mo Qian's punishment, he pulled the corner of Mo Qian's punishment, which was a small move they would do when they were in college.

After a second of rigidity, Mo Qian Xing's body returned to normal, stopped and looked at Song ran: "what's the matter?"

I was very excited, but the words were cold.

Song ran feels that the aura of Mo Qian's punishment has been reduced a lot. Her subconscious action just now also makes her a little overwhelmed.

He had to lower his head and whispered, "thank you, Mo Qianxing."

Mo Qianxing thought song ran had a lot to say. The result was just a thank you. He was a little lost.

Song ran found that Mo Qianxing didn't mean to speak, so she had to harden her head and say, "I like these children very much. Thank you for calling them back."

Mo Qianxing feels that song ran finally dares to speak to him, and he won't eat her.

"Well, I'll go with you to see your mother the day after tomorrow."

Song ran feels that Mo Qian's brain circuit is a mystery. She is here to thank him. He is done with a sound.

Mo Qianxing looks at Song ran nodding foolishly and returns to the room.

Song Ran's long brain circuit turned around after Mo Qianxing left. He thought that he would go to see his mother with him the day after tomorrow. Thinking that he could see his mother again, song ran was happy and wanted to fly.

Mother Wang was in a good mood when she saw Mo Qian Xing, who came home from work today, and song ran, who ate two bowls of rice.

I secretly thought to myself: these two people are inexplicable when they quarrel. Now it's inexplicable to make up, but this is inexplicable love without reason.

After dinner, song ran, who was watching TV on the sofa, was called to the kitchen by Wang Ma, "Wang Ma, what's up."

Mrs. Wang turned with a smile and took out a bowl of lotus seed soup and said, "Ranran, don't always watch TV. It's bad for your eyes. President Mo is busy in the upstairs study now. I have to clean up the kitchen. Please help me send this lotus seed soup."

Wang Ma has handed the lotus seed soup to herself and started washing dishes. Song ran feels as if she has no other choice.

When Wang Ma saw song ran coming upstairs with lotus seed soup out of the kitchen, the corners of her mouth couldn't help rising.

Song ran carefully carries the bowl upstairs. Her heart is finally relieved for fear of spilling lotus seed soup.

The light in the study was not very bright. There came the voice of Mo Qianxing speaking English, which was very magnetic and infectious.

Mo Qianxing kept watching when he heard song ran go upstairs. Song ran heard the sound inside, stopped and stretched out his head.

Mo Qianxing saw a head sticking out of the door of the study. He felt that song ran was really cute, so he waved to her to come in.