He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Chapter 575: There are too many unsung heroes carrying the burden forward

Mo Beixiao returned to the house.

Su Qingci had already packed up the teacups and other things.

Mo Beixiao sat down on the sofa, pulled her into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and put his arms around her: "My third brother and his wife told me that they like you very much, and asked me to cherish you and treat you well. They also told me..."

"What?" Su Qingci really liked Mo Beixiao, so of course he cared about what his family thought.

Mo Beixiao coughed lightly and raised his eyebrows: "I won't tell you."

Su Qingci punched his chest gently: "You... don't tell me, why do you leave your words half-said?"

Mo Beixiao grabbed her little hand and said, "You are so brave! You even dare to hit your man!"

Su Qingci was angry!

This sounds strange.

Mo Beixiao turned over and pressed her down on the sofa, shackled her wrists and pushed them up to her head, making her unable to move. He looked at her with burning eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Ci, tell me yourself, how should I punish you, huh?"

Su Qingci struggled hard but couldn't get free: "Let go first!"

"You?" Mo Beixiao was dissatisfied: "I don't have a name?"

Su Qingci's strength was not enough in front of him, so he compromised and said, "Brother Beixiao, you hurt me."

Hear her cry out in pain.

Mo Beixiao relaxed his grip a little, lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, his extremely magnetic voice was sexy and ambiguous, with a sultry ending, lingering and seductive: "Xiao Ci."

Su Qingci's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and his breathing was choked.

She pursed her lips.

Mo Beixiao lowered his head and kissed her again.

This kiss was more patient than any other time, from shallow to deep, rubbing her little by little. The big hand that was originally clasped on her wrist turned down and hugged her waist. The movement between the lips became more and more bold, driving straight into her...

The temperature around me continued to rise.

Mo Beixiao pressed her down like this and kissed her on the sofa for half an hour.

Su Qingci's pink lips were kissed by him until they became red and sparkling.

He pulled away slightly, but did not let her go. He still held her waist, lowered his head and rubbed her nose with his nose, coaxing her in a low voice: "Xiao Ci, can you not go home next week?"

"No." She answered simply, her voice a little hoarse because they had kissed for too long.

Mo Beixiao knew she couldn't.

I didn't go home for two weeks.

Her family would definitely not agree.

It's just that he is unwilling to do so.

He looked disappointed.

Su Qingci explained: "I have something important to do next week. We have been dating for a while, and there are some things I think I should tell you."

Her tone suddenly became serious.

Mo Beixiao was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Su Qingci said seriously: "I am not my parents' biological daughter."

"Ah?" Mo Beixiao was stunned.

Su Qingci continued, "My parents both work in government agencies. According to the policy at the time, they could not have a second child. If they insisted on having a second child, they would lose their jobs. Their careers are different from those of ordinary people, and they have firm beliefs. Many times, they focus on their careers more than their families.

“My biological parents and my parents were comrades-in-arms.

“My biological parents died.

"My parents already had an older brother, so they didn't meet the conditions to adopt me. But I was still an infant at the time, and the organization considered that I was too young. My parents and my biological parents had a deep friendship, so they made an exception and let my parents adopt me."

"Sacrifice?" Mo Beixiao felt that this topic was too heavy.

"Yeah." Su Qingci's eyes were slightly red. "I don't even know what they look like. They didn't leave even a single photo. After they died, they were buried in the Martyrs' Cemetery, and even their names couldn't be engraved on the tombstones. I took the surname of my parents who raised me, and I can't let those people know that I'm their child. If they knew that they have descendants... There are many people in the organization who, like me, must hide their backgrounds. Once their backgrounds are exposed, they are very likely to be hunted down."

Mo Beixiao didn't know how to comfort her: "Xiao Ci..."

"Brother Beixiao, you don't have to comfort me, I'm fine." To be honest, Su Qingci didn't have much affection for her biological parents. When she couldn't talk or walk, she stayed with her adoptive parents. She knew her life story and went to pay respect to her biological parents every year. She was ten years old when she first found out. She was also sad and in pain, kneeling in front of the tombstone and crying.

But Mom, Dad and my brother are right.

She still has many people who care about her.

Parents sacrifice so that more people can live a good life.

She couldn't be decadent, she couldn't let her parents' spirits in heaven rest in peace, and she couldn't let her father, mother and brother worry about her.

Mo Beixiao tightened his arms, hugged her tightly, and comforted her silently.

Su Qingci was silent for a while, then spoke again: "You already know my life story, it must be kept secret and not told to anyone else. Next Saturday is the day my parents died, my parents, my brother and I will go to pay our respects to them. So, I must go home next week."

Mo Beixiao nodded: "Are your biological parents drug enforcement officers?"

Su Qingci nodded: "They are anti-drug police, but they are a special kind. Simply put, they are undercover. My parents who raised me are not only their friends and comrades, but also their superiors."

This moment.

Mo Beixiao suddenly thought of Mo Beihan.

Mo Beihan is the illegitimate son of the second uncle. The second cousin was executed, and the second uncle left Mo Beihan alone in this world. People are all made of flesh and blood. From a selfish point of view, Mo Beixiao really doesn't want to kill Mo Beihan. But Mo Beihan insisted on going to his death. Why not touch something else? Touch something that is fatal. Peaceful and prosperous times, living and working in peace and contentment, are only for ordinary people. In the invisible black and gray areas, there are too many unsung heroes who carry heavy burdens and even pay the price of their lives.

Even a little bit of leniency towards vicious drug lords can lead to immeasurable consequences.

Third brother is right.

There must not be any leniency towards Mo Beihan!

Maybe the topic is too heavy.

Neither of them had the heart to talk about love anymore.

I washed up and went to bed early that night.

Su Qingci slept in the master bedroom.

Mo Beixiao was in the guest bedroom next door.

The next day is Saturday.

Mo Beixiao got up early and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

Su Qingci is still young.

Mo Beixiao had not been dating her for very long.