Haunting

The young man in white, with a chic demeanor, rode a bicycle on the road unhurriedly, attracting the attention of many people.

Lu Yizhi once wondered why Mo Yu insisted on choosing the second round when he bought the fourth round. Is it to pretend to be coercive?

Mo Yu's answer at the time was this: "In order to keep fit."

That's right, the bastard Lu Yizhi really believed in such a serious answer.

But in fact, Mo Yu really did it to pretend to be aggressive. After all, who hasn't lived a youthful dream of riding a bicycle with his girlfriend around campus.

However, Mo Yu miscalculated. The bicycle he bought back specially has never had a girl ride in this unfortunate back seat.

Obviously when he was in college, he could be regarded as a grassroots at any rate, but why has no girl paper confessed to him all this time?

Mo Yu looked up at the sky with vicissitudes, and looked at his expensive bicycle sadly. When he was about to buy an eDonkey or change to a four-wheeler, he heard a rumor.

Because he has used this bicycle for three years in college without changing it, many students are lamenting that he is a dedicated person.

For example, a school girl: "Senior Mo Yu will definitely be a long-term lover in the future! I am so envious of my senior's future girlfriend!"

Then, because of his little vanity, Mo Yu smiled with tears and bit the bullet and refused to change the bike.

But now Mo Yu just wants to slap himself in the face, calling you a bitch and asking you to do it. Is it because you want to experience life in Africa by riding a bicycle in this hot weather? !

"Forget it, stop the car and take off your coat."

Just when he was about to stop the car to take off his coat, for some reason, there was a burst of cool air surrounding him.

Mo Yu's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and he looked at the clear sky with thousands of miles of scorching sun, wondering why it suddenly became cooler.

He didn't think too much about it, after all, it would be nice to be cooler, he couldn't wait for it.

Mo Yu parked the car at the place where the vehicles were placed, and walked into a hotel.

The waiter stepped forward and asked Mo Yu: "Hi, do you have an appointment?"

Mo Yu nodded: "I'm looking for Mr. Mo, room 146."

"Okay, come this way, please."

The waiter led Mo Yu into the box, and as expected, there was more than one person in the box.

"Xiao Yu, come here quickly."

As soon as Mo Changming saw Mo Yu, he immediately stood up and asked Mo Yu to sit beside him.

Mo Yu walked over expressionlessly, and nodded to Shan Baiqian who was sitting on Mo Changming's left: "Hello, Auntie."

Shan Baiqian was a little delighted that Mo Yu would take the initiative to say hello to her, so she nodded to Mo Yu quickly: "Hey, Xiao Yu, come and sit down."

"mom!"

Mo Xinxin, who was sitting on Shan Baiqian, was a little upset when she saw that her parents were being distracted by Mo Yu. She tugged on Shan Baiqian's clothes vigorously.

Shan Baiqian glared at Mo Xinxin: "Xinxin! Call me brother!"

Of course Mo Xinxin didn't want to be called Brother Mo Yu anymore, she just didn't like the person who took her father away.

Mo Yu glanced at Mo Xinxin who was pouting, and smiled: "It's okay, Xinxin is still young."

Mo Xinxin stared at Mo Yu fiercely, and was about to refute Mo Yu's words, but felt a chill behind her back, a gloomy, inexplicable sense of fear welling up in her heart.

Mo Changming frowned, and secretly glared at Mo Xinxin, I'll take care of you when I go back!

Of course Mo Xinxin received Mo Changming's meaning, and she hugged Shan Baiqian in fear.

Reluctantly called out: "Brother."

Even so, Mo Yu knew that in front of these three people, he was the completely isolated outsider.

Mo Changming and Nie Rong divorced when he was in his third year of high school, and they both formed a new family a year later.

In this failed marriage, he was the only one left behind.

Mo Changming married Shan Baiqian, and they had Mo Xinxin, who is now five years old.

Nie Rong married a rich second-married man, and they have Zhu Yanghao, who is now two years old.

It's ironic, since he was a child, he has been looking forward to having a younger brother or sister, but now that he has younger brothers and sisters, he is an outsider.

After Mo Changming and Nie Rong divorced, they both felt that they owed Mo Yu a lot, and they sent tens of thousands of money to his card every month.

Mo Yu used to be resentful, but now he is much more indifferent, and only wants his parents to live a good life.

Mo Yu responded and sat down on Mo Changming's right hand.

"Dad, I told you that you don't need to order so many dishes, it's just a meal."

Looking at the full banquet, Mo Yu cast a helpless glance at Mo Changming.

"It's okay, it's okay, eat more, Dad sees that you've lost weight."

Mo Changming wished that Mo Yu could eat more, as he said, he added a few more dishes for Mo Yu.

Mo Yu looked at the bowls that were almost full: "..."

With a blank expression on his face, he put an unusually greasy chicken butt into Mo Changming's bowl: "Dad, here it is, I remember you loved it when you were young."

Mo Changming twitched the corner of his mouth: "..."

At that time, he hadn't made a fortune yet, and his family was struggling financially. Of course, he gave all the good meat dishes to Mo Yu and Nie Rong, and he ate cockscombs and chicken butts.

Mo Yu looked at Mo Changming with a smile: "Dad, what's the matter? You don't like eating chicken butts anymore?"

Shan Baiqian couldn't help laughing, no wonder when she was at home every time she fried chicken, Mo Changming would specifically emphasize not to use chicken butts.

Seeing that there seemed to be a hair caught in the white and yellow chicken buttocks, Mo Changming smiled stiffly.

"No, no, dad likes it very much."

Mo Changming gritted his teeth and picked up the chicken butt. He tried to eat it, but was cut off by Mo Yu.

He looked at Mo Yu in surprise, Mo Yu chuckled, and rolled his eyes at Mo Changming: "Just kidding, don't eat if you don't like it, it's not like you are forced to eat it."

Mo Changming was immediately moved by Mo Yu, and almost shed tears in two lines.

"Good son, Dad..."

Mo Yu picked up a dish and put it in Mo Changming's bowl, pretending to be impatient and said: "Okay, okay, let's eat."

Mo Changming lowered his head, and when he saw a fresh and tender chicken leg in the bowl, his eyes were astringent, and he felt very uncomfortable.

In these years, he has always felt ashamed of Mo Yu, so he is doubly nice to Mo Yu, but Mo Yu has always kept him away from him.

He didn't know what to do, but fortunately, Mo Yu finally stopped being cold-faced in the past two years, and gradually accepted him.

When Mo Xinxin saw her favorite chicken leg was given to Mo Changming by Mo Yu, she said aggrievedly: "Dad! That's my chicken leg! I want it!"

Mo Changming was unhappy when he heard that, he took a bite of the chicken leg, and said to Mo Xinxin righteously: "Xinxin, this chicken leg belongs to Dad, do you think you should call it chicken leg or not?"

Mo Xinxin's eyes widened in shock, and she didn't know how to refute her brazen father: "But..."

"But what? Could Dad be wrong?"

Mo Xinxin opened her mouth, wanting to save her chicken leg again.

But what Dad seemed to say made sense, but she felt that something was wrong.

After much deliberation, Mo Xinxin watched the chicken legs that Mo Changming ate bite by bite become smaller and smaller, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and tears came to his eyes.

Shan Baiqian saw that something was wrong, and was about to coax Mo Xinxin, but stopped after seeing Mo Yu's movements.

"Okay, here's another chicken leg."

When Mo Xinxin saw that there was an extra chicken leg in the bowl, she instantly stopped the tears that were about to burst. She stared blankly at the gentle and jade-like Mo Yu.

Looking at Mo Xinxin with a sluggish face, Mo Yu couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Only then did Mo Xinxin come to her senses, she blushed and said softly: "I like it...thank you brother."

Watching this scene, Mo Changming and Shan Baiqian glanced at each other and smiled in relief.

As a parent, how can you not want your children to get along well.

Especially their special family.

This family banquet was quite satisfying.

"Little Yu, how about..."

"Dad, I'm leaving. There's still something to do in the store."

Mo Yu interrupted Mo Changming, of course he knew what Mo Changming wanted to say.

It was nothing more than wanting him to go back and live with them, but to be honest, Mo Yu really couldn't do it.

It's not that he still complains about Mo Changming, or that he minds Shan Baiqian and Mo Xinxin, but that there are some things that he really can't get into no matter how they change.

Mo Changming was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile: "Well, go and do your work, remember not to work too hard."

Mo Yu nodded: "Alright, take care of your body."

He walked out of the hotel and rode his bicycle leisurely back to his home.

"Phew, it's still comfortable at home."

Mo Yu was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, when suddenly her phone rang, it was bank information.

He glanced at it casually, probably his father gave him another 6 yuan in pocket money.

He sighed softly, and got into the quilt a little irritably, closing his eyes to prepare for sleepiness.

Mo Yu suddenly felt a little cold, he closed his eyes and thought for a while: Huh?Did he turn on the air conditioner just now?It seems to be open.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Gong pesters people all the time, hahahahahaha,