Only those unidentified illegal publications dare to publish any kind of content. Anyway, Morrison will not care about them and cannot find them.
Li Shilan couldn't find what she wanted in the newspaper she ordered at home, so she had to find such a newspaper from a street stall, and then pretended to be the scene where Mo Yan had an attack after reading this article.
"Stop making trouble!" Mo Li suddenly waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will never let my dad leave like this!"
Mo Li turned around and came to Mo Yan. Mo Yan's posture and expression made him more and more suspicious.
Murray called and asked his subordinates to invite the most impartial forensic doctor.
After an examination, the forensic doctor told the truth: "There was no poisoning, and there was no physical injury. But what is certain is that the deceased was extremely mentally stimulated before his death, so that he relapsed into an old illness in anger."
"Let me just say, your dad is angry with you!" Li Shilan complained while crying.
Mo Li stood upright in front of Mo Yan's bed, saying nothing.
An Xiaoqi rarely saw Mo Li like this. She held his hand tightly with worry.
She wants to give him strength
"Don't worry, I'm fine, Xiaoqi, you go out first," Mo Li said
An Xiaoqi had no choice but to let go of his hand and walked outside.
"Auntie," Mo Li suddenly said to Li Shilan, "I want to stay alone with my father for a while."
Li Shilan was stunned when she heard Mo Li call her that.
All this time, Mo Li either didn't call her anything, or called her by her first name, or just called her an old vixen.
Has he realized his past mistakes?
Li Shilan was a little confused, but she nodded, wiped her tears, and walked out of the bedroom.
Mo Li then sat down in front of Mo Yan, held his fist that was clenched due to nervousness, and gently stroked it.
That cold hand forced him to believe that the last person with blood ties to him in this world had finally left.
Many years ago, the past events of when my father and mother were not separated, flashed before my eyes one by one like a movie.
Every birthday, his father would cancel all activities, no matter how important, and take him and his mother to wherever he wanted to go and play with him.
Every night, no matter how early or late he came home, his father would always go to his bedroom, kiss him gently on the forehead, and whisper: "Good night, son!" before going to bed.
His father would attend every parent-teacher meeting. He said that his son was his pride and he would not be stupid enough to give up such a good opportunity.
Every year on Christmas Eve, his father would dress up as Santa Claus, sneak into his room quietly, and deliver carefully prepared gifts. Mo Li knew that he had put a lot of thought into it, because every gift was something he had occasionally given.
showing affection
…
Too many, too many, they all came out
Mo Li's tears also flowed out
He looked at the face that had also experienced too many vicissitudes, and he asked silently: Dad, you never told me: Why? Why did you suddenly change your face? Why did you suddenly abandon the home you once loved so much? Abandon
The mother and me you loved so much?
However, Mo Yan could no longer answer
The reason why he changed his mind back then may become an eternal mystery.
Mo Li grabbed Mo Yan's hand and gently put it on his face