Today's news is an accident, but Xu Yi is very satisfied with this accident. The relationship of more than ten years will not be easily wiped out. He does not intend to remove the other party immediately, which is too risky. He was going to annihilate that person a little bit like an ordinary person, just like the world.
"Mo Fan, you should not bear all this, it is the fault of the father and son. Don't you want to return the torture you have suffered in recent years?" The man bewildered in Mo Fan's ear.
"Return, go back, why ... return back?"
"Others make you uncomfortable, you need to make the other person ten times more uncomfortable."
In this line, soft-heartedness and pity for hesitation are far away from them. Mo Fan has always done a good job, but in terms of affection, the other party has given too much affection. Xu Yi admitted that he was jealous. Jealous of Mo Fan's tender smile, all tolerance is used on that person.
...
Late at night, a black private car was parked in front of an old residential building. An unstable young man got on the car and stumbled towards Da Liang's house.
Seeing that Mo Fan entered the house safely, Xu Yi ordered the driver to drive back.
"uncle."
After Mo Fan went out, Mo Wei's guess was confirmed, but she didn't dare to call Mo Fan, so she turned on all the lights in the house and waited for someone to return.
"Uncle? Who is the uncle? Where?" The drunk man looked around in the room with a mockery, and fixed his eyes on Mo Wei's face. "Who are you? A **** somehow, I allow you, called Am I 'uncle' ... "
The memories of the past are vivid, the joy of seeing the child for the first time, the care of joy, the blows that the friend suffered after leaving, and the feeling of responsibility after struggling, Mo Fan remembers clearly. But now tell him, all this is fake, your current son is not your son at all.
— "Others make you uncomfortable, you need to make the other person ten times more uncomfortable."
Xu Yi's words came to mind again, and Mo Fan's eyes were stained with dim light.
"I'm upset, don't you think about it ..."
Mo Fan stepped, stepped closer to Mo Wei, as if a demon with open fangs rushed towards the opponent ...
Waking up on the sofa in the living room, a heavy discomfort came. Mo Fan pulled up the small blanket covering her body, sat up, covered her sore head, and gently pressed her temples.
The pain was mild and dazzling. Fragments of various porcelain are scattered on the smooth tiles with dark red marks.
Consciousness returned, and his thoughts remained shocked at the moment he got the medical examination form. Mo Fan knows what will happen after drinking, but he can't restrain his thoughts of indulgence and escape.
Every time after drinking, Mo Fan forgets everything, and this time is the same.
Sitting on the sofa for a while, when standing up, Mo Fan saw the figure curled up in the debris not far away. Mo Fan could not help taking a step forward and stopped immediately, his anxious anxiety froze instantly, and the three big characters of Type B blood echoed in his mind.
The teenager frowns tightly in his direction, whispering constantly. Quiet and surprising house, the vague words are clear and audible.
"uncle……"
[Well, that's pitiful. 】
"Fanfan, the protagonist has a fever."
Mo Fan frowned when he heard the words of the system. All the development is almost perfectly coincident with the plot, at this moment he should let the other side ignore it.
"Fan Fan, the protagonist's wound is still bleeding, and if it continues, it will be shocked by excessive bleeding."
The system tone urged, Mo Fan remained unmoved.
[As the protagonist of a world, it will not be so easy to die. 】
The system was silent for a while, and the protagonist was not dead, but this movement would be much better.
"The protagonist is hurt too much, which may affect the subsequent plot."
Thinking that the protagonist of the original plot was just beaten, there was no symptoms of bleeding and fever, Mo Fan sighed, hugged someone on the sofa, turned around, and took the medicine chest.
[Don't you think you have too many so-called protagonists? Especially this time. 】
Mo Fan's squinting movements were threatened, as if the system did not say one, so it would do something the system could not afford.
The system had a cold sweat feeling, shaking his throat and said, "Fan, Fanfan, the life of the protagonist is linked to me indirectly. I can't help not paying attention to him."
The system has explained the connection between the world, the protagonist, and the system itself. Mo Fan personally believes that this is not just one reason. However, the system resolutely does not say that it will not pose a threat to Mo Fan, and Mo Fan who has knowledge of the system's IQ will not pursue it.
It's so stupid that what you must pay attention to is not important.
I thought that the system that had escaped from the calamity did not know in Mo Fan's mind that its IQ had reached a worrying level.
The teenager, who was supposed to be in a coma, opened a seam and held his lips. Sure enough, my uncle wouldn't really ignore me. That's it, as long as your uncle can be happy and see himself, everything is fine.
Slightly opened eyes closed, this time, Mo Wei was really unconscious.
After Mo Fan tired to sleep, Mo Wei was worried that Mo Fan would catch cold, and he covered the other person with a blanket, but he stopped moving. The injuries on his body were not that serious, but the flesh wounded, and when his eyes touched the debris on the ground, he had a different thought.
When it was about to dawn, he threw himself into the pile of debris severely. If the wound healed, he immediately tore open and blinked, until there was movement on the sofa, and he pretended to be in a coma.
Mo Fan's hesitation caused his heart to sink suddenly, but fortunately the result was within his expectations.
System: Did it just see the protagonist open his eyes? Probably wrong.
Mo Wei's clothes were removed, and the wound was concentrated on the back. Large and small wounds of different depths and depths cut by porcelain slices are densely distributed, and some are already in the meat.
After treating some bleeding wounds a little, and fed a piece of anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicine, and confirmed that there would be no major problems, Mo Fan left the house.
Mo Fan had another house in the urban area. Xu Yi gave it to him for convenience. Although Xu Yi said, this is the reward for him, but the sense of belonging of this house is not as good as the old house with less than half its value in the old city. Therefore, Mo Fan never raised the thought of bringing Mo Wei to live together.
The house Mo Fan lived a few times, and sometimes the task was needed. When he didn't go home, Mo Fan would come here, so clothes and supplies were available. Out of the house, Mo Fan went straight to his destination.
There was a mess in his head, and Mo Fan refused to think about the complex relationship that was constantly being tangled and chaotic.
Three days have passed since that day, and Mo Fan has never visited that house once.
The system glanced at Mo Fan's calm face and suggested, "Fan Fan, don't you go and see the male lead?"
My aunt was repelled by Mo Fan, and she did n’t eat at home. Will the protagonist already be hungry?
[Go then. 】
System: Huh? Why did Fanfan talk so well this time?
Mo Fan has not forgotten a little bit of effort from raising a child from a faltering baby to a boy of one meter seven. Mo Fan had always felt guilty about the teenager, and remembering the scene she saw when she woke up that morning, Mo Fan couldn't help but worry.
Hate, some, can't bear, nor lack.
Mo Fan packed a meal at a meal near the house, and took a taxi to the place with good memories but a beautiful and broken place.
In just three days, there was no change in the house, but Mo Fan felt that the standing house was solitary and shrouded in sorrow.
The quarrel between the two was very loud. To be precise, it was Mo Fan who made a lot of noise. Although the neighbors couldn't hear the details, they probably knew that the father and son had a conflict.
Mo Fan and his family have always had a good reputation in the residential area. They are a model father and son. The residents have never seen any conflict between them. Therefore, the first outbreak of the two attracted a lot of attention in the neighborhood. Even at night, none of the people who were disturbed by good dreams scolded.
Although the two have a good reputation among the residents, Mo Fan rarely goes out, does not like to communicate with people, and the neighbors do not do things that are not pleasing to the people-to persuade them.
Everyone has a hard-to-read scripture, after all, it is an outsider, and only the person can tell clearly what happened. If you rashly do something, you may find yourself uncomfortable.
The movement outside the door made Mo Wei's eyes brightened since Mo Fan had left the living room.
Is your uncle back?
He hasn't eaten for three days and he doesn't feel hungry anymore. Uncle didn't care about him anymore, what else did he keep doing?
However, the subtle expectations in his heart made him stay for three days and nights without closing his eyes.
Mo Wei did not go to school for three days and did not ask for leave. The teacher at the school called and no one answered. The contact details of the parents were directly displayed as empty numbers. In a responsible manner to the students, the teacher approached Mo Wei's home address, but found that Mo Wei did not fill in the detailed home address at all. In desperation, the teacher informed the principal about the incident, and the principal only waved his hands to prevent him from taking too much care.
They are public schools, and many students do not come to school voluntarily. There have been cases where students do not come to school for a month. The school was worried for a month, and finally the parents only came to the sentence. The child felt tired from studying and took him out to relax.
Similar incidents happen from time to time, and the principal has seen so much and let go.
Parents don't care. What do they care about?
It's just that the student is Mo Wei, and the headmaster feels a pity. Mo Wei's grades have always been the first in his grade. The teachers in the school know that there is such a smart and hardworking student. However, the child was so silent on weekdays, maybe something really happened?
The principal thought over and over again several times, and decided to call the police if the other party didn't come to school for more than a week. If something happened to the other party, it would be a pity. This is a good seed that can compete in the college entrance examination.
The principal has been the principal for more than ten years, and there are many intelligent children that he has met. This is the smartest one.
The sound of "click" opened the muscles of Mo Wei's body, eyes fixed on the turning handle.
The door was pushed in, and Mo Fan's slender body appeared at the door. Mo Wei felt that her eyes were a little sour.
Uncle did not give up on him.
The author has something to say: What to do, I can't abuse it, imprisonment, leather whip, various S, think about it but can't write it, the author is really useless