Today's news was an accident, but Xu Yi was very pleasantly surprised and satisfied with the accident. The relationship of more than ten years will not be easily erased, and he does not intend to get rid of the other party immediately, which is too risky. He wanted to obliterate that person little by little into the appearance of an ordinary person, disappearing from the world.
"Mo Fan, you shouldn't have to bear all this. It's the father and son's fault. Don't you want to pay back the torture you have suffered in the past few years?" The man bewitched in Mo Fan's ear.
"Re-go back, why... return it?"
"When others make you uncomfortable, you have to make the other person more uncomfortable ten times and a hundred times more."
Once in this line of work, kindness, sympathy and hesitation are already very far away from them. Mo Fan has been doing very well, but in terms of family affection, the other party has given too much affection. Xu Yi admitted that he was jealous. Jealous of Mo Fan's warm smile, all tolerance was used on that one person.
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In the middle of the night, a black private car was parked in front of an old residential building. An unsteady young man got out of the car and stumbled towards Da Liang's house.
Seeing that Mo Fan had 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 he didn't dare to call Mo Fan, so he turned on all the lights in the house and waited for someone who had gone out to come back.
"Uncle? Who is uncle? Where is it?" The drunken man looked around the room mockingly, fixed his eyes on Mo Wei's face, "Who are you? A bastard who came from nowhere, I allow you to call Did I 'uncle'…”
The past is vivid in his memory. Mo Fan can clearly remember the joy of seeing the child for the first time, the joyful care he took, the shock he suffered after his friend left, and the feeling of responsibility he took after the struggle. But tell him now that all this is false, your current son is not your son at all.
——"If others make you uncomfortable, you must make the other person more uncomfortable ten times and a hundred times more."
What Xu Yi said came to mind again, and Mo Fan's eyes were stained with dark circles of light.
"I'm having a hard time, so don't you guys think about it too..."
One step at a time, Mo Fan approached Mo Wei, like a demon with its fangs open, rushing towards him...
Waking up on the sofa in the living room, I felt top-heavy and uncomfortable. Mo Fan pulled up the blanket covering his body, sat up, covered his swollen head, and gently pressed his temples.
The pain was slightly relieved, and it was a mess everywhere. Fragments of various porcelains were scattered on the smooth tiles, with dark red marks.
The consciousness came back, and the thoughts stayed in the shock at the moment when he got the medical examination form. Mo Fan is very clear about what will happen after drinking, but he can't restrain his thoughts of indulgence and escape.
Every time after drinking, Mo Fan would forget all about what he did, and it was the same this time.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, when he stood up, Mo Fan saw a figure lying curled up among the debris not far away. Mo Fan couldn't help but took a step forward, and then stopped immediately. His anxious worry froze in an instant, and the three big characters of type B blood echoed in his mind.
The young man turned towards him, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he kept raving. In a strangely quiet house, the vague words can be heard clearly.
"uncle… "
[Tsk, how pitiful.]
"Fanfan, the protagonist has a fever."
Mo Fan frowned when he heard the system's words. All the developments almost perfectly coincided with the plot, at this moment he should let the other party go and ignore him.
"Fanfan, the protagonist's wound is still bleeding. If it continues, he will go into shock due to excessive bleeding."
The system's tone urged, but Mo Fan was unmoved.
[As the protagonist of a world, you won't die so easily.]
The system was speechless for a while, the protagonist is not dead, but the movement is much louder this way.
"The protagonist is injured too badly, it may affect the follow-up plot."
Thinking that the main character in the original plot was just beaten up and didn’t show symptoms of bleeding and fever, Mo Fan sighed, put him on the sofa resignedly, and turned to get the medicine box.
[Don't you think you care too much about the so-called protagonist? Especially this time.]
Mo Fan squinted his eyes with a strong threat, as if if the system didn't say why, it would do something that the system couldn't bear.
The system felt like breaking out in a cold sweat, and said with a trembling voice, "Fan, Fanfan, the protagonist's life is indirectly linked to me. I can't help it if I don't pay attention to him."
The system once explained the connection between the world, the protagonist, and the system itself, and Mo Fan secretly thinks that it is not just such a reason. But the system resolutely refused to say anything, guaranteeing that it would not pose a threat to Mo Fan, and Mo Fan, who knew the system's IQ, no longer pursued it.
So stupid, presumably what he paid attention to was not important.
The system, which thought it had escaped a catastrophe, had no idea that in Mo Fan's mind, its IQ had reached a worrying level.
The teenager who should have been in a coma opened his mouth slightly. Sure enough, uncle won't really ignore me. That's all, as long as uncle can be happy and see himself, it's fine.
The slightly opened eyes closed, this time, Mo Wei really passed out.
After Mo Fan fell asleep from exhaustion, Mo Wei was worried that Mo Fan would catch a cold, so he found a blanket to cover him, but he didn't move anymore. The injuries on his body were not that serious, but his flesh was wounded, and when his eyes touched the fragments on the ground, he had a different thought.
When the sky was about to dawn, he slammed himself into the pile of debris. If the wound healed, he would tear it open immediately. He blinked until the people on the sofa moved, and then pretended to be unconscious.
Mo Fan's hesitation made his heart sink, but fortunately, the result was within his expectation.
System: Did it see the protagonist's eyes open just now? Probably misunderstood.
After removing the clothes on Mo Wei's upper body, the wounds were concentrated on the back. The large and small wounds of different depths that were cut by the porcelain shards were densely distributed, and some of them had already penetrated into the flesh.
After treating some bleeding wounds and taking a piece of anti-inflammatory and anti-fever medicine, Mo Fan left the house after confirming that there would be no major problems.
Mo Fan has another house in the urban area, which was given to him by Xu Yi for the convenience of accommodation. Although Xu Yi said that this is his reward, the sense of belonging of this house is not as good as the old houses in the old city which are less than half of their value. Therefore, Mo Fan never thought of bringing Mo Wei to live with him.
Mo Fan has lived in the house several times, and sometimes Mo Fan will come here when missions require him not to go home, so all clothes and supplies are available. After leaving home, Mo Fan went straight to his destination.
There was a mess in his mind, and Mo Fan refused to think about the complex relationship that was constantly being cut and messed up.
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, "Fanfan, why don't you go and see the hero?"
Auntie was dismissed by Mo Fan, and there is no food at home. Could the protagonist have fainted from hunger
[Then let's go.]
System: Huh? Why is Fanfan so easy to talk this time
Mo Fan has never forgotten the effort put into raising the child from a toddling baby to a boy who is 1.7 meters tall. Ben had always felt guilty towards the boy, and thinking of the scene he saw when he woke up that morning, Mo Fan couldn't help feeling a little worried.
Hate, some, can't bear it, and don't lack it.
Mo Fan packed a meal at a meal spot near the house, and took a taxi to head towards that place with beautiful memories, but beautiful broken ones.
In just three days, there was no change in the house, but Mo Fan felt that the standing house was lonely and shrouded in light sorrow.
The two quarreled loudly. To be precise, it was Mo Fan who made the most noise. Although the neighbors couldn't hear the details clearly, they probably knew that the father and son had a conflict.
The reputation of Mo Fan in the residential area has always been very good. They are a model father and son. The residents have never seen any conflicts between the two. Therefore, the first outbreak of the two attracted a lot of attention from the neighbors. Even at night, no one who disturbed his dream cursed at him.
Although the two of them have a good reputation among the residents, Mo Fan rarely goes out and doesn't like to communicate with others, and the neighbors will not do the thankless thing-to persuade a fight.
Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, but after all, they are outsiders, and only they can tell what happened. If you rush to do something, maybe you will make yourself uncomfortable.
The movement outside the door brightened the eyes of Mo Wei, who had never left the living room since Mo Fan left.
Is uncle back
He has not eaten for three days, and he no longer feels hungry. Uncle doesn't care about him anymore, so what is he doing with it
However, the subtle expectation in his heart forced him to stay awake for three days and three nights, and his eyes were already black and blue.
Mo Wei didn't go to school for three days, and didn't ask for leave. The school teacher called, but no one answered, and the parent's contact information was directly displayed as an empty number. In the attitude of being responsible to the students, the teacher found Mo Wei's home address, but found that Mo Wei didn't fill in the detailed home address at all. In desperation, the teacher told the principal about this matter, and the principal just waved his hand, telling him not to worry too much.
They are public schools, and many students do not come to school voluntarily. There have been cases where some students did not come to school for a month. The school worried about it for a month, and finally the parents only came to say that the child felt tired from studying and took him out to relax.
Similar incidents happened from time to time, and the headmaster saw too much, so he let go.
Parents don't care, what do they care about
It's just that this student is Mo Wei, the principal feels a little pity. Mo Wei's grades have always been the first in the grade, and all the teachers in the school know that there is such a smart and hardworking student. However, that child is usually too silent, maybe something really happened
The principal thought about it several times in his mind, and made up his mind that if the other party did not come to school for more than a week, he would call the police. It would be a pity if something really happened to the other party. This is a good seed who can compete for the first place in the college entrance examination.
The principal has been the principal for more than ten years, and he has met many smart children, and this is the smartest one.
The "click" sound of the door opening made Mo Wei's body muscles tense, and his eyes were fixed on the turning handle.
The door was pushed, and Mo Fan's slender body appeared at the door, and Mo Wei felt his eyes a little sore.
Uncle didn't give up on him.
The author has something to say: What should I do, I can’t be abused, imprisoned, whips, all kinds of S, I can’t write it out after thinking about it, the author is really useless