d her warmly and comforted her. She didn't cry, but she was overly worried. She didn't have much appetite at noon. Tang Man-dong saw that she hadn't eaten anything and went out to buy fruit for her. 。...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。 allowed such an accident to happen. As for you…" Tang Shuwen paused, Zhao Yuening's face turned ashen, he smiled faintly and said, "Perhaps, there is really nothing in this world that one can control...