Mysterious president, get away from me!

"You really dislike me, don't you?"

In front of the man, has been anxious to cry, moling mouth opened, difficult to squeeze out two words, "will not."

He held her on the shoulder excitedly and asked anxiously, "nothing? Won't you leave me? "

Mo Ling bit his teeth, in the heart to persuade himself, just coax the child, coax the child! Good psychological construction, she finally slowly began, "yes, I will not leave you."

"Great!" He felt relieved. A happy smile appeared on his handsome face. He hugged her and rubbed his head against her neck, just like a coquettish dog. "Wife, you're so nice!"

Mo Ling's whole body was stiff. She reached out and tried to push him away, but in the end, her hand was stiff in the air. She tried to make her voice sound gentle and calm, "OK, let me go."

He obediently released her, and then raised his head, deeply staring at her, eyes focused and serious, at that moment, Maureen almost mistakenly thought he had returned to normal.

However, as soon as he spoke, she knew that he was still "abnormal" Mu Chen Han.

He said, "wife, when can we go home? I'm bored living here. "

Mo Ling tried to ignore the word "wife" spit out from his mouth, and said with a smile, "when the doctor says you can leave the hospital, you can go home."

He seriously stressed, "not to go home, but to our home."

Mo Ling had no choice but to smile, "in fact, you live opposite my home."

"No, I'll live in our house in the future."

So whose home does "our home" really mean? Mo Ling was speechless for a while and said, "well, we won't discuss this topic. How do you feel today? Is there any discomfort? Do you still have a headache? "

The part of his injury was on the top of his head. He had stitched several stitches and shaved off his hair. Now that the gauze has not been removed, he subconsciously touched his head and solemnly replied, "it doesn't hurt."

"Well, that's good. You should listen to the doctor and have a good rest. I'll come to see you when I have time."

He grabbed her sleeve and said uneasily, "wife, are you leaving?"

"Well, it's getting late. I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up the children." She comforted him softly, "don't be afraid, the nurse will accompany you."

He clenched her sleeve and looked eager. "Come back to see me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow..." tomorrow, I don't know if Mu Boyuan will be in the hospital. If he is, she won't be allowed to see mu Chenhan.

"Said, you will come to see me tomorrow!" He seemed to be afraid that she would run away, holding her hand tightly, "if, if you don't come tomorrow, I'll... I won't eat, yes, I won't eat!"

What a childish threat. Mo Ling can't laugh or cry. She patted the back of his hand and said in a warm voice, "OK, I'll come to see you tomorrow. I'm sure I'll come."

"You must come. It's a deal."

"Well, I'll come. Can you let me go now?"

He reluctantly let go of her, but soon, he grabbed her sleeve again, with a pure smile on her handsome face, "wife, I'll take you to the door of the hospital."

"No, I'll go out by myself. You can have a good rest in your room."

"No, I must give it to you." He looked at her with the pure eyes of a little white rabbit, as if if if she refused again, she would be an unforgivable villain.

She sighed helplessly at the bottom of her heart and compromised, "you can send me to the door of the hospital, but outside, you can't hold my hand or my sleeve, otherwise, people will laugh at us, understand?"

His clear eyes slowly widened, showing the expression of "it will be like this before". Finally, he nodded solemnly, "OK, I understand."

He's really obedient.

At the beginning, he still held her hand, but when he walked out of the ward, he immediately released her hand and obediently walked beside her. It seemed that he didn't want to make people laugh at her. He didn't stick very close to her, and deliberately kept a ten centimeter gap with her. His back was very straight, and his face was patient and solemn. If he didn't speak, he would be mistaken, He's the normal man he used to be.

On both sides of the hospital Avenue, there are rows of trees. The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle. The setting sun falls on the ground through the branches and leaves, leaving mottled light and shadow.

Mo Ling side face, looking at the man beside him, his high nose, as if carved, delicate thin chin, a kind of bewilderment.

As if aware of her sight, he suddenly turned his head and grinned at her. The smile was as bright as the sun in September. He said, "ah Ling, look, our shadows stick together."

Maureen bowed his head. Sure enough, their shadows were very close to each other, and a small group fused together. Suddenly, the shadows on the ground changed, completely overlapping, just like a person.

She heard his bright laughter, "look, it's all overlapped."

She looked at the shadow in a daze. For a long time, she looked up at him. It turned out that he adjusted his pace against the shadow on the ground, so that the two shadows overlapped.

"In this way, it will never be separated again."

His childish voice came from the top of his head, and then, in front of her eyes, it was dark. His tall body had blocked her sight, and his hands were firmly around her back, pulling her into his arms.

Their bodies were very close, her head was close to his chest, and she could clearly hear his heart beating, strong and powerful.

"Wife, if I am like this all my life, you must not leave me." His voice is very light, in her ear, like a dream.

Maureen felt that her heart in her chest seemed to beat synchronously with his heart. The faster she jumped, the faster she could not help grasping his clothes. There was a lot to say in her throat, but she couldn't say it. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes, gently pushed him and said, "have you forgotten what I said? Outside, you can't call my wife or make intimate moves. Holding me like this is not allowed. "

He was silent for a moment, and said in an aggrieved tone, "but there is no one around, and no one will find out."

"That's not good. Let me go."

"All right." He murmured and reluctantly let her go.

He took her to the parking place. Many people around her were curious and peeped at them from time to time. Maureen was worried that someone might recognize their identity and cause unnecessary trouble. He said goodbye to him, "I'm going back. Can you find the way back to the ward?"

Mu Chen Han was stunned, as if he suddenly realized the problem. His dark eyes slowly widened, his eyelashes trembled, and his expression was a bit coy, "I... it seems that I can't find it back..."

“……”

Mo Ling was speechless for a while and closed the car door. In fact, it's not his fault. According to his memory before he was seven or eight years old, he never came here. How can he remember the way? The hospital is so big, he just walked once, and it's normal that he can't find it back.

The Mu Chen cold sees she doesn't talk, still thought she was angry, the head slightly hangs down, the soft voice murmurs, "sorry."

"It's not your fault, and I'm not angry." Mo lingrou and a smile, took the initiative to pull his sleeve, "go, I send you back."

His face instantly bloomed a brilliant smile, Mo Ling heart suddenly raised, for fear that he would say "wife, you are so good". Fortunately, he still remembered that he could not call her "wife" outside, happily said, "ah Ling, you are so good!"

Maureen, who had been issued a good man card several times by him, said with a helpless smile, "let's go, let's go back to the ward."

Maureen will send him back to the ward, he also rely on her tired crooked for a while, just let her leave.

After dinner in the evening, Xichen and Zhuzhu are playing in the living room, while Maureen is washing dishes in the kitchen. I don't know when Xichen suddenly runs into the kitchen, raises his small face and asks, "Auntie, where has my second uncle been on a business trip? Why hasn't he called me these days, and no one has answered my phone calls? Did he contact you? "

Mo Ling fingers, wash the foam of the detergent with water, squatting down, and gently say, "HSI Chen, do you want to see your uncle?"

Xichen nodded, "yes, I haven't seen him for several days. I'm worried about him."

"Xichen, there's one thing my aunt has been hiding from you. She just doesn't want you to worry about..."

Before she finished, Xichen interrupted her nervously, "Auntie, has something happened to my second uncle? Is something wrong with him? "

"Don't be nervous. Your second uncle is all right now." Mo Ling held his thin shoulder with both hands and gazed into his eyes. He said in a warm voice, "your second uncle had an accident and hurt his head. Now, he has lost part of his memory. However, I believe he will get better."

Xichen opened his eyes wide in amazement and said, "what does it mean to lose part of my memory? Doesn't he remember us? "

"To be exact, he only remembers his childhood. However, your uncle Fu Xuan has told him about his experiences over the years. He knows that he has a little nephew like you..."

Xichen was struck by lightning and stood still for a long time. For a long time, his beautiful black eyes were covered with water mist, his eyelashes trembled, and he said, "I'm going to see my second uncle. I'm going now!"

Mo Ling hugged him in his arms, gently stroked his back and coaxed him in a soft voice, "honey, your second uncle is resting now, and your aunt will take you to see him tomorrow, OK?"

A small group of lying in her arms, small nose, quietly wipe tears, "no, I'm going now!"

"Well, let's go now, baby. Don't cry. Your second uncle will be better, good boy." Mo Ling gently kisses his hair, picks him up and goes to the living room, "let's change clothes before going out, OK?"

He shrank in her arms and gave a dull "MMM".

The car sped through the night towards the hospital in the center of the city.