Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1169 Xiaoyuan, your brother left, and he just left! 【2】

Mo Chuxi hugged her, rubbed her long hair, and looked down to see the call.

"Is it your father?"

he asks.

Yan Xinxin immediately sat up straight in a serious manner before answering the phone.

Mo Chuxi pulled away the sexy lip line and smiled slightly.

"Little wish!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Mo Chuxi heard Mu Jingheng's nervous and clear voice.

Immediately afterwards, more unexpected words came.

"how so……"

Yan Xin was in a trance, sobbing, almost didn't hold the phone, and murmured in a trance.

"How did this happen, why? So stupid..."

"Heart..."

"hope……"

Yan Xinxin raised her eyes to look at Mo Chuxi, a little sparkle began to appear in her beautiful eyes.

"Why, why is he so stupid? Is it a relief to leave?"

Faced with her doubts, Mo Chuxi also frowned.

"Don't be sad, I will accompany you to see the specific situation."

"Okay! You accompany me! You accompany me there now!"

Yan Xin said hurriedly, and immediately got up and got out of bed.

Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin's hurried figure, her eyes tightened.

Mu Shaoqian, if this is the way you think of atonement, then you are very wrong.

The Mu Family Mansion.

Mo Chuxi drove the car to the gate of the mansion at the fastest speed.

Yan Xinxin stood in front of the gate, took a deep breath, and then let herself try to keep her steps as calm as possible.

"Sir, madam, Miss Qianyuan and Young Master Mo are here!"

The butler, Old Wu Tong, knew.

Ning Zitong, who was sitting on the sofa and silently wiping away tears, saw Yan Xinxin coming, and immediately wiped away her tears and stood up.

When Mu Jingheng also stood up, he happened to see Yan Xinxin walking in.

"Little wish."

Ning Zitong called her, and when she looked at Shangyan Xinxin's big glazed eyes, her sad emotions that had been packed up broke down again.

"Little wish!"

Ning Zitong stepped forward, hugged Yan Xinxin, and burst into tears.

"Xiao Yuan, your brother is gone, he is gone! He just left like that!"

he's gone.

Yan Xinxin felt her heart convulse violently, and her eye sockets suddenly became sore.

Brother, let's go...

"what is the problem?"

Mo Chuxi opened her lips calmly, and looked at the equally calm man.

"Didn't I hear that someone who matched his bone marrow has been found? It's just that we are still discussing the operation plan. Why did Mu Shaoqian leave suddenly?"

Mu Jingheng sighed.

"He said in the text message that instead of waiting to die like this, it is better to go outside while still alive. Even if he will die in the future, it will not be now, and we will not see the day when he dies. You can also have thoughts, and you can pretend that he has been alive..."

Hearing Mu Jingheng's answer, tears welled up in Yan Xinxin's eyes.

"In fact, Shaoqian's will to survive is very weak. He may have long thought that death is the best relief, because he has never been able to face and let go of what he did to Xiaoyuan before."

"Xiao Yuan said long ago that he has forgiven him and doesn't hate him, so why should he blame himself so much?"

Mo Chuxi really didn't understand what Mu Shaoqian was thinking this time.

"What's more, Xiaoyuan has already come home for dinner before, and let Xiaoxi Xiaochun call him uncle, doesn't he understand what Xinxin wants?"

"Perhaps because of the torment of illness and the fear of death, Shaoqian looked down on life."

Mu Jingheng could only guess like this, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Actually, I also find it a bit strange. Shaoqian had already agreed to the operation, but for some reason he suddenly said that he didn't want to waste time, and wanted to see the outside world while he was still breathing."

As he spoke, he picked up a small notebook and walked in front of Yan Xinxin, whose eyes were full of moisture.

"Xiao Yuan, this is the diary that Dad found in the drawer of your brother's hospital ward. Dad hopes that you can read every sentence written by your brother when you are calm. This is not so much a diary, but In fact, it contains all the letters he wrote to you since he fell ill."

(End of this chapter)