"The jewel prince who often appears in magazines?"
"Yes, it's him."
"Wow, so lucky."
Mi Jiu looked back and blinked at the girls.
They caused them to scream and cover their mouths.
Mo Qianliu hadn't noticed the people around him at all, his thoughts were all out.
At this moment, two young men and women walked side by side in front of them.
The girl has long hair like seaweed, and she wears a loose sweater, with a lazy and unruly temperament.
The people around her wore short coats and short boots, masks on their faces, and only a pair of dark eyes were exposed.
Mo Qianliu's heart tightened, and a scene in the restaurant that day emerged in his mind.
Mi Jiu was also stunned.
Why is the eldest master who accompanied Miss Mo?
"Three brothers." Mo Luan and Xun Jie had already walked in front of them.
Xun Jie put one hand in his pocket, pushing a suitcase with one hand, and Mo Luan's backpack slung on his shoulder.
Mo Qianliu returned to his senses, "Qianluan, it turns out we've seen him a long time ago."
His gaze shifted to Xun Jie, and what happened that day was vividly remembered.
Xun Jie nodded at him, saying hello.
Mi Jiu said: "Leave first."
They got in the car after leaving the airport, still Mi Jiu drove, but this time the co-pilot got in Xunjie.
The Mo family brothers and sisters sat in the back.
Mo Qianliu murmured, "I felt that the feeling you gave me was very familiar that day. Later, the more I thought about it, the more it was wrong, and I planned to go to you, but something was delayed." In fact, his illness had attacked.
Mo Luan said, "Sorry, third brother, I should take the initiative to find you."
Mo Qianliu turned sideways to look at Mo Luan, shook his head lightly and said, "Don't blame you, I didn't recognize you in time."
Mo Luan looked at him, the person in front of him was very young, with a thin and white face.
The temperament is melancholy and light, very thin.
She could see that he had taken care of himself deliberately, his hair had been cut, and his clothes were new.
Rao is so, and it can't cover his weakness and sickness.
Mo Luan's heart was sour, and he leaned forward to hug him.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Mo Qianliu also hugged her, "It's the third brother I'm sorry, Qianluan, it's the third brother that is not good."
At this moment, Mo Qianliu really had a sense of reality.
Qianluan found it, and he hugged her.
It's not an illusory dream, it's not an illusion, it's real.
She is warm, she has grown up.
Mo Qianliu's eyes were moist and choked, "My parents are in the sky. Fortunately, you have grown up peacefully."
Mo Luan gently patted him on the back to soothe him, allowing him to vent the sorrow and pain accumulated over the years.
She regrets that she should have looked for him long ago.
"Qianluan, let the third brother take a good look at you."
Mo Luan straightened up and let him see, Mo Qianliu's eyes were melancholy and sad, but his face was filled with joy and excitement.
"It hasn't changed much, the facial features are opened, and the eyes are exactly the same as those of my mother."
Mo Luan smiled, and the two talked and laughed.
It took a long time to calm down the excitement.
Mo Luan said, "By the way, third brother, your body..."
"It's okay."
Mo Qianliu always likes to carry it by himself, so he doesn't worry his family. He chuckled and said, "It's getting better already. My doctor said that as long as he is in a good mood, he will heal slowly."
Now that my sister has been found, he is in a very good mood, and nothing can affect him.
Mi Jiu gave a light cough, and took the initiative: "I'm sorry Owen, I told you all about your condition."
Mo Qianliu was silent for a moment, then glanced at him from the rearview mirror.
Mi Jiu was embarrassed and pretended to drive seriously.