Chapter 2337

Mo Lingwei looked down at the hand that was holding her. The veins on the back of the hand burst out, and the white joints could be seen when she was so thin. Her gaze slowly moved up along Mo Jinlan's arm, and fell on Mo Jinlan's arm. Lan's small face.

In less than a month after moving out from the other hospital, Mo Jinlan had lost so much weight, his face was pale and haggard, his chin was pointed, his eyes were sunken, and his face without makeup was pale, like a serious illness Healed.

Mo Lingwei didn't know what she had experienced, and she didn't want to know.

They are all adults. Before making any choices, they should be clear about the consequences they should bear.

If he didn't come to Yuncheng, Mo Jinlan would stay in Jincheng peacefully, with the protection of his brother and sister-in-law, he would definitely not have to suffer these crimes.

Mo Lingwei brushed her hand away, and said in a cold voice, "There is nothing more to say between you and me."

If Mo Jinlan hadn't carried Xiu'er to Yuncheng, Xiu'er and her would not have ended up like this.

Mo Lingwei is not the Holy Mother, so she can't have no grudges against Mo Jinlan.

She led Xiu'er into the bedroom, and Mo Jinlan wanted to chase after her, but thinking that this bedroom was the residence of Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei, she had to stop.

Xiu'er pulled Mo Lingwei and pointed to the small wing room specially partitioned for him. Inside was a small bed made temporarily. There was a brazier burning in the room, making it very warm inside.

The custom-made quilt and pillow are soft and warm to the touch.

Mo Lingwei sat on his little bed and asked, "Does Xiu'er like it here?"

Xiu'er nodded heavily.

Mo Lingwei pursed her lips and smiled, and touched Xiu'er's head: "Your father, like uncle, also has his own guards and his own camp. After Xiu'er returns to Jincheng, he can also follow him." Father marshal lives in the camp."

Xiu'er's eyes were blank.

Mo Lingwei asked: "Did Xiu'er forget her father?"

Xiu'er nodded. He seemed to have forgotten many people and things. As for what his father should look like, he really didn't have any impression. As for his mother, he only stayed in the impression that his aunt often talked about.

Children are too young, their memory is not complete, and it is normal to forget.

Mo Lingwei thought for a while, picked up the pen and ink on the table, spread out the white paper, and sketched the general outlines of Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao on it: "Xiu'er, I will draw your father and mother. When you return to your father and mother, you won't be too unfamiliar.

You also have a younger sister. When you came to Yuncheng, she was just born, very small. I don't know what she looks like after so long.

When giving birth to your younger sister, your mother suffered a lot of physical injuries. Your father had to take care of the safety of the entire northern people, so he couldn't leave everything behind to take care of you.

Auntie is the person who loves you the most besides your father and mother, so she came to take care of you. "

Xiu'er seemed to understand but half understood, there were many doubts in her mind, but she didn't know how to ask them.

When Mo Lingwei finished painting, Xiu'er stared at the two people on the portrait, stared at Mo Lingyuan for a long time, then touched her own face, her expression was a bit strange...

Feng Yichen stood in the hall and shouted: "The food is ready, let's go out to eat."

Xiu'er pulled Mo Lingwei out of the bedroom and into the front hall.

Holding the chopsticks, Feng Yichen knocked on the edge of the porcelain bowl, heard Xiu'er's footsteps, picked up the medicinal food like a treasure, and was about to pass it to Xiu'er, when he looked up and saw Mo Lingwei who followed in, his expression was heavy Shen, put the medicinal food back to its original place.

He said in a strange way: "Miss Mo is really different now, she won't even give her the chance to speak."