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In the second year after Liang Yao and Mo Yingtong confirmed their relationship, they applied again to visit Mo Zhonghua. Before that, although they would spare time to visit Mo Zhonghua several times every year, this time alone made Liang Yao panic.

After he was with Mo Yingtong, the person he was most afraid of facing was Mo Zhonghua!

He was afraid that Mo Zhonghua would blame him for not taking good care of Mo Yingtong and kidnapping Mo Yingtong.

Walking to the gate of the prison, Liang Yao was already nervous and confused, and had been rehearsing with Mo Yingtong what would happen when he saw Mo Zhonghua.

"If Uncle Mo is angry and scolds me and doesn't agree to us being together, I, I will kneel down for him, okay? No, no, the venue is wrong. Then I will cry for him? What if I can't cry? You act as a cry What's the secret? Forget it, I won't be able to learn it in a while, so I beg him? What should I beg him for..."

Mo Yingtong held Liang Yao's hand soothingly, and said softly, "Don't think about it, I'll go in later and explain the matter clearly, and you can meet him after I've dealt with it."

"No! I have to go in first! Uncle Mo can scold me if he wants to scold. I have a thick face to resist scolding, but I can't let him scold you. I didn't want to see him scold you when I was a child. It hurts to see him." Liang Yao pulled Mo backhand. Yingtong, stop him from going in for a visit first.

Liang Yao's words were very straightforward, he didn't look sweet at all, and his actions were not gentle. He still had his usual rough style, but he couldn't move Mo Yingtong so much, and he was as happy as a child in his heart.

But the more Liang Yao protected Mo Yingtong like this, the more unwilling Mo Yingtong was to let him face possible troubles.

At the last moment, Mo Yingtong broke away from Liang Yao's hand while he was not paying attention, and followed the police officers inside.

Liang Yao reacted immediately, rushed forward and blocked the person, hugged him back to the seat, and warned Mo Yingtong forcefully: "Don't argue with me, be careful I will deal with you!"

His way of dealing with people is the same, that is, to 'bite their ears'.

Mo Yingtong looked at him reproachfully, but her face gradually turned red suspiciously.

The two were messing around, forgetting about the police officers.

Police officer: "I said, what kind of place do you think this is? Your living room? Hugging and hugging, is it plausible?"

Liang Yao turned his head, smiled embarrassedly, and said to the police officer apologetically, "I want to visit first, but he insisted on robbing me, so that's it, don't mind."

"What's the point of arguing about it? Really." The police officer is an uncle, and he is an uncle who doesn't know Mo Nian. Maybe because he has been in this kind of place for a long time, he gives people a very rigid impression.

Liang Yao and Mo Yingtong stopped messing around. After a battle of eyes, Liang Yao followed the police officers to visit first.

After meeting Mo Zhonghua, Liang Yao babbled in a fit of gibberish. What he said was all nonsense, but he didn't dare to say what he wanted to say in his mind for a long time.

After these years, Mo Zhonghua's temples have turned gray, and his deep resentment has faded away, and he has become more and more kind.

Liang Yao: "Uncle Mo, you are in good health! You are getting younger and younger... No, I mean you are as energetic as a young man! Uncle Mo, the weather is fine today, although it is cloudy, at least it is not raining. No? Well, do you want to eat meat? I, I can't bring you meat, I, I..."

Mo Zhonghua looked at his incoherent appearance, smiled peacefully, and interrupted him: "You see, you are already 25, and you still talk incoherently, do you look a little bit different?"

Liang Yao was even more embarrassed: "I, I have something to tell you, and I'm afraid you will get angry. Uncle Mo, it's okay for you to be angry, but don't blame Mo Yingtong, okay? It's all my fault. Broke him."

Mo Zhonghua didn't answer.

Liang Yao closed his eyes!Cleared up the repeated lingering words in his heart: "Uncle Mo, Mo Yingtong and I, we are together, and we don't intend to separate."

After a dead silence, Mo Zhonghua said, "I knew you were together a long time ago."

Liang Yao was taken aback by Mo Zhonghua's innocuous words.

"How do you know?" He even thought in his heart, did Mo Zhonghua arrange someone to monitor him and Mo Yingtong?

Mo Zhonghua took a look at Liang Yao's fussy look, and said unhurriedly: "Do you think we don't have a TV inside? Mo Yingtong shouted in front of so many people at the concert, I don't think it's hard to know! "

"Then...what's your attitude?" Liang Yao asked fearfully.

"As long as you are happy, you are happy. To be honest, when I first found out, I was really shocked and couldn't accept it. After thinking about it for a long time, I figured it out. Mo Yingtong was forced to be between me and his mother since he was a child." In the dispute, he was too much influenced by us, and his psychology was greatly hurt. Therefore, he..."

Speaking of this, Mo Zhonghua paused, and when he spoke again, he had already changed the content: "Since he chose this path and you, it means that he has already confirmed it. You are the same, and you are willing to live with him , accompany each other, this is very good, I don't have any wishes now, as long as you live well."

Liang Yao never thought that Mo Zhonghua's test would be easy this time, and he was even ready for a protracted battle.After Mo Zhonghua uttered these reasonable words, Liang Yao really felt extremely happy. He was with the person he loved the most, and he was approved by his most beloved Uncle Mo. It really couldn't be more fulfilling.

"Thank you. I will take good care of Mo Yingtong. I, I think I am so happy. Uncle Mo, you are so kind."

"Why do you still call me Uncle Mo?" Mo Zhonghua looked at Liang Yao narrowly and asked.

"Ah?" Liang Yao was stunned by the question, and it took him a while to react. He stuttered for a long time: "Mo..., I, I, I..."

The stronger Liang Yao's feelings for Mo Zhonghua were, the harder it was for him to say those two words.

After brewing in his heart for a while, Liang Yao solemnly called out: "Father!"

It was too late to call daddy, he wanted to call it like that ten years ago.

After Liang Yao's visit was over, Mo Yingtong went in for a visit. During the exchange, Liang Yao made a victory gesture to Mo Yingtong, so Mo Yingtong was very relieved when she went in.

As usual, the two father and son sat together and had nothing to say. Mo Yingtong said that she and Liang Yao were serious, and Mo Zhonghua expressed support. After reaching a consensus on this issue, the two were relatively silent again.

It was Mo Zhonghua who finally broke the silence; "I know you don't care whether I agree or not, but that kid Liang Yao cares too much about my opinion, you are just cooperating with him, right?"

"Yes, I couldn't control your affairs before, and I couldn't stop you from using me as a tool to fight for your interests. Similarly, you can't control my affairs now, and I only treat you as my bloodline inheritors." Mo Yingtong Said almost cold-blooded.

Mo Zhonghua smiled wryly twice, and sighed: "Everyone talks about the cycle of cause and effect. It seems to be true. You think so, and I can understand it. A few years ago, I just thought about my own misfortune, but it caused you even more trouble." Big misfortune, now that I'm free, I've been wanting to say 'sorry' to you these days!"

Mo Yingtong looked at Mo Zhonghua in disbelief and didn't speak, and didn't know what to say. He had waited too long to say "I'm sorry", but when he heard it, he didn't know how to respond.

Should I forgive?Should I let go?But those childhood pains have been engraved into his flesh and blood, so what can a single 'I'm sorry' make up for?

It was too late to say "I'm sorry", because the sad child had grown up too late, and the scars were too big to heal.

Mo Zhonghua seemed to know his answer from his silence, and after a few sneers, he said: "I apologize not to get your forgiveness, but to make myself feel at ease. I know that some things can never be forgiven in my life, just like I treat your mother the same as my ex-wife treats me, so I understand you, and I also want to tell you to live a good life. Liang Yao is different from us. A lifetime thing!"

"Mo Yingtong hasn't had much contact with Mo Zhonghua in recent years, and suddenly hearing him say these words to her in a calm tone, she was very uncomfortable, as if she didn't know him, and almost said thank you.

After the visit, Liang Yao danced happily, and Mo Yingtong also laughed happily. It seemed that both of them were very happy because they received Mo Zhonghua's blessing.

After returning home at night, Liang Yao and Mo Yingtong went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for cooking. Mo Yingtong was the chef and Liang Yao helped. After the two cooked the food and served it on the table, Mo Yingtong stopped moving the chopsticks again. He has always been like this for more than a year, sitting motionless while eating, looking at Liang Yao with watery eyes.

Liang Yao understood, first dug out the rice with a wooden spoon, then used chopsticks to pick up some of Mo Yingtong's favorite dishes on the spoon, and then brought them to Mo Yingtong's mouth, and after he opened his mouth, he fed the food feed him.

It's like taking care of a baby who can't use a rice spoon.

Liang Yao also couldn't figure out why Mo Yingtong liked to let him feed him. Every time he fed him, he was so happy, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he couldn't stop laughing.

What a coaxable kid.

In the evening, Liang Yao asked Mo Yingtong to play the piano for him. When playing the piano, he had to wear a suit!

When Mo Yingtong really started to play the piano in a suit in a serious manner, Liang Yao would come up and unbutton his suit after listening for a while, then put his hand into his clothes, put his arms around his waist and kept stroking , with his head resting in the hollow of his shoulder, and his ear in his mouth, licking and licking slowly.

At this time, if Mo Yingtong moved a little, Liang Yao would grind his ears with his teeth, making him even more numb.

If Mo Yingtong stopped playing the piano, Liang Yao would know that he couldn't take it anymore, and tonight's theme activity could begin.

The author has something to say:

I want to wish you a happy holiday, and there is no holiday, so I wish you a happy weekend,,, have fun on the weekend, eat well, sleep well, grow tall,