Breaking up, No Joke

As usual, Mo Anyu called Xiao Xigua to bed as soon as [-]:[-] came.

Sitting on the sofa and playing with the mobile phone for a while, Mo Anyu opened the door of Xiao Xigua's room again, and saw that the other party was still sleeping, and left contentedly with the keys and wallet.

——He has a game tonight, and all the buddies who have played since childhood are present, so it is not good for him to be absent.

In addition, he had been guarding the little watermelon at night for the past two days, and he had already suffocated Mo Anyu, who was too playful, so he hesitated and decided to go to the appointment.

As a result, just 10 minutes after Mo Anyu left, Xiao Xigua woke up from the dream.

Sitting blankly on the bed, Little Watermelon touched the back of his head, got off the bed with a stern face, searched the whole room but couldn't find Mo Anyu, and suddenly panicked.

"Uncle?...Uncle!" Xiao Xigua picked up the phone in a panic, pressed the button, and wanted to call Bai Yu's number, but found that the phone was turned off.

Eggy ran over, and looked at Little Watermelon with a mean-spirited tilt of her head.

Little Watermelon huddled up on the sofa, feeling more and more afraid of staying in this empty living room, with her mouth pursed, and under Eggy's gaze, she burst into tears.

On the other side, Song Shilin put the processed documents in the drawer, picked up his coat and left the office.

As the end of the year approaches, the company will have a lot of work. As the boss, Song Shilin has been working overtime for more than half a month, and tonight is the earliest day for him to leave work.

"Ding" The elevator door opened.

Song Shilin walked out, and the fierce aura around him made people couldn't help but surrender.

Standing on a small stool, Little Watermelon who was looking through the peephole's eyes lit up, wiped his red eyes with the back of his hand, opened the door and was about to rush out, hugged Song Shilin's thigh, his voice was crying : "Uncle Song, I can't find Baba anymore!"

Song Shilin, who was hugged tightly by the little watermelon on his thigh, froze. After he realized it, his voice was low but soothing, "Little watermelon?"

After finishing speaking, Song Shilin bent down, picked up the little watermelon, and walked into Bai Yu's house with the child.

Eggy stood at the door of the toilet, her small mung bean-like eyes were full of murderous intent, but for some reason, it didn't dare to run over.

"Uncle Song, can you take me to find Baba?" Little Watermelon hugged Song Shilin's neck, tears streaming down his face.

Feeling the child's tears again like the rain in June, Song Shilin was caught off guard without saying a word, holding the child in one hand, picked up the phone with the other, and dialed Bai Yu's number.

"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

"Where's Mo Anyu who took care of you?" Song Shilin patted the child on the back. If there was a third person present at the moment, he would definitely be able to see the anger flickering in his eyes.

"Uncle Mo is gone..."

Little Watermelon suddenly felt that Song Shilin's arms holding her tightened. Not only did he not cry out for pain, but he clinged to him even more—this kind of hugging can give the child a sense of security.

"What do you want to do now?" Song Shilin looked at the empty room and asked.

Little Watermelon groaned, and after a long while, he whispered, "I want to sleep with Uncle Song, I'm afraid."

Song Shilin was silent for a while, and unexpectedly agreed to the child's request.

A bar party in Hwaseong.

Mo Anyu glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

But the friend beside him grabbed Mo Anyu and said, "I'll be back in just an hour, you want to become a good housewife?! No, I haven't seen you for a long time, I must spend the whole night tonight!"

Mo Anyu was not worried about the child at home, but was persuaded by his friend's words, so he picked up a glass of "Fengchun" and drank it down.

Forget it, that child doesn't have the habit of getting up at night, so it's not interesting to go back now, it's better to stay and have fun.

Mo Anyu quickly forgot about the little watermelon.

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