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The two of them did it once in the bathroom. Xu Mo pressed his back against the bathtub and got involved in Shen Lingfeng's hot chest. He shivered.

Shen Lingfeng brushed his forehead hair, forced Xu Mo to look up, and exchanged extremely lingering kisses with him, forcing Xu Mo to be unable to breathe, and then quietly let him go.

Trapped in his arms, Xu Mo lowered his eyes, his cheeks were flushed, as if he was too drunk, his spirit was three-dimensional, his eyes were blurred, and water dripped from his wet hair, covering his white shoulders.

Shen Lingfeng knew that his mind was wandering. After returning from the beach, Xu Mo had been absent-minded, wondering what he was thinking, Shen Lingfeng couldn't see through.

Xu Mo would not say that he always bears alone, those things that Shen Lingfeng has no way of knowing, heaviness or difficulty, loss or remorse, what Xu Mo thinks in his heart, he has no idea.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Lingfeng bowed his head and kissed his ears and neck.

The body in his arms trembled, Xu Mo smiled and shook his head: "I was thinking... If I were a woman, I would be able to give birth to you."

Shen Lingfeng: "..." It's not a day or two since Xu Mo's words are astonishing. Xu Mo must not think about this now, but something else...something he can't let go of.

"Tell the truth." Shen Lingfeng exerted some ruthlessness.

Xu Mo's face turned pale.

"Xu Mo!" Shen Lingfeng withdrew in a panic.

"It's okay." Xu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "I don't know what I ate tonight, I feel a little nauseous."

"I won't do it." Shen Lingfeng put his arms around him and hugged him on the bed.Xu Mo pressed his wrist: "Don't."

"You are not in good health, you have to go back and take care of yourself." Shen Lingfeng resisted and persuaded him: "Don't rush for a while."

Xu Mo raised his eyes and stared at him silently.

His eyes were so weird that Shen Lingfeng had to reflect on whether he had said something wrong just now, but in fact, he didn't say anything to irritate Xu Mo.

"There is no future," Xu Mo said suddenly, "Have you forgotten, in the future, we will have nothing to do with each other."

The so-called not rushing for a moment, when will this so-called moment pass.

Shen Lingfeng lowered his head, Xu Mo grabbed his shoulders, and murmured softly: "We have done this so many times, only this time you are willing to recognize me as Xu Mo, Doctor Shen, please do me a favor and finish it."

Shen Lingfeng sighed, and Xu Mo sighed with him.

Shen Lingfeng spread his legs, looked up at Xu Mo, Xu Mo smiled, and Shen Lingfeng put his head down and moved.

After finishing, Xu Mo was so tired that he didn't move at all. He let Shen Lingfeng wash and hug him to bed. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep immediately.

The next day Xu Mo still woke up late, Shen Lingfeng prepared breakfast and brought it in, he opened his eyes slowly, the eyeballs turned to the left and then to the right, his mind was in a daze, thinking that it was Tokugawa who brought the breakfast, He softly called: "Tokugawa."

Shen Lingfeng put down the dinner plate and said in a deep voice, "Tokugawa is next door."

Xu Mo was taken aback, and only then did he realize that it was Shen Lingfeng. He raised his arm and put the back of his hand on his forehead: "I made a mistake, Dr. Shen, I'm sorry."

Usually, Shen Lingfeng would leave after finishing his work and would never stay overnight. Xu Mo subconsciously stayed at that time, and only Tokugawa would come in to bring him breakfast and make arrangements.

"When will you go back to China?" Shen Lingfeng hurriedly took Xu Mo to the hospital for a physical examination. He wished he could detect every cell.

"It's already the end of the month." Xu Mo lay on the bed, mumbled, "If you don't go back to China, stay for another two days and go directly to Japan."

"So soon?" Shen Lingfeng frowned, Xu Mo smiled: "Aren't you happy to see Jiang Mingxuan earlier?"

"Then you promise me that after returning to China, you will have a comprehensive physical examination." Shen Lingfeng walked to the bedside, and looked at him with downcast eyes.

Xu Mo didn't dodge, his eyes were crooked, and he smiled: "Okay."

Shen Lingfeng's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he sat next to him, with the soft mattress pressed down, he leaned over and kissed the center of Xu Mo's brow, along the bridge of his nose, and pressed against his slightly dry lips.

Xu Mo opened his teeth obediently.Shen Lingfeng deepened his kiss.

After more than ten seconds, Shen Lingfeng let him go, went to serve breakfast, turned his back to Xu Mo, and said in a low voice, "Last night..."

Xu Mo didn't respond: "What's wrong?"

"It feels okay." Shen Lingfeng's ears felt hot.

Xu Mo was stunned. After three seconds, the brain circuit was finally connected, and he teased jokingly: "Then why don't you try again?"

"No." Shen Lingfeng flatly refused: "We'll talk about it when you recover."

Xu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, noncommittal.

Shen Lingfeng came over to hug him: "The milk and bread are hot, and the fruit is also hot, eat it while it's hot."

"Doctor Shen is so caring." Xu Mo stretched out his arms, was hugged by him, and said with a smile, "Fool Jiang will be blessed in the future."

Shen Lingfeng patted him on the shoulder in the posture of hugging him horizontally: "Get well soon."

Xu Mo leaned in his arms, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the vast and boundless sea, the waves were undulating, and the waves beat against the rocks, stirring up thousands of waves.

"You're really pretending." Xu Mo lowered his eyes: "Thank you."

For a moment, Shen Lingfeng wanted to throw Xu Mo back on the bed, grabbed his collar and asked, what is pretending? In Xu Mo's view, all his words and actions are just pretending? !

This breath is held in my heart, and it hurts.Shen Lingfeng lowered his face, did not speak, and carried him to the dining table.

Xu Mo held the hot milk and sipped it in small sips. He had no appetite, and he was not hungry when he woke up in the morning. He glanced at the breakfast prepared by Shen Lingfeng and found it tasteless.

Objectively speaking, the breakfast prepared by Dr. Shen was rich in varieties, balanced in nutrition, and the taste should be okay, but Xu Mo just couldn't eat it, and he stared at the fruit plate in a daze.

Shen Lingfeng saw that he only held milk to drink, and did not move the rest, so he couldn't help urging: "Eat."

Xu Mo raised his eyes, smiled at him, lowered his head and continued to drink milk: "Shen Lingfeng, will you remember last night?"

"last night?"

"Remember I'm Xu Mo," he said solemnly, "not Jiang Mingxuan."

"meeting."

"Really?"

"real."

Xu Mo grinned silly.

Shen Lingfeng took a deep breath, for some reason, he felt panicked, he was sure that Xu Mo was hiding something from him, but what could Xu Mo hide from him?

The two stayed by the beach until the end of the month.

Xu Mo didn't go out often, and the sea was windy, so he curled up in the house wrapped in a blanket and played with his mobile phone. Shen Lingfeng occasionally went out for a walk, and when he saw novelties, he brought them back to Xu Mo to see.

Xu Mo pulled out the SIM card, so he couldn't receive domestic calls.Shen Lingfeng is different, he is busy with work, even if he walks away for a while, the phone keeps ringing.

Xu Mo thought it was noisy, so Shen Lingfeng changed the call to vibrate, and connected the transoceanic call every time he went out.

The day before leaving, Xu Mo went to see the stone statue again, waved to her, then turned and left.

Shen Lingfeng asked Tokugawa why Xu Mo cared so much about the stone statue, Tokugawa shook his head and said he didn't know.

Still transiting in North America, landing at the beginning of the month.

The Chu family specially sent people to pick up the plane, and when they saw Xu Mo, they all respectfully called young master.Only at this moment did Shen Lingfeng truly realize that Xu Mo was indeed a young master, no matter where he went, he would always hug him. If Xu Mo thought about it, he would never be short of friends.

Why did Xu Mo focus on him in the first place?

The driver opened the rear seat door, bent over and bowed to Xu Mo: "Master, please."

When Xu Mo turned his head, Shen Lingfeng didn't follow him. He looked at him from a distance, Xu Mo frowned: "Doctor Shen?"

The driver stood up and followed his gaze to Shen Lingfeng who was standing still, describing his indifference, showing no respect in front of Xu Mo at all, because for him, only Xu Mo was the master.

Shen Lingfeng stepped forward and smiled: "It's quite a grand occasion to pick you up."

"It's all yours from now on." Xu Mo whispered, but Shen Lingfeng didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Xu Mo shook his head.

Not long after Mr. Chu was discharged from the hospital, he was in good spirits, but a little sick. As soon as Xu Mo returned to the Chu family courtyard, he immediately went to see the old man.

Chu Bingjun is sixty-six in his seventies. There are three generations in his family. He has two daughters under his knees. The older one is married to Singapore to become a wealthy wife, and the younger one is Chu Wanjun, who married into the Lin family.

Old Master Chu always loved the young ones. When Chu Wanjun passed away, he was so sad that he fainted for several times. His originally hale and hearty body collapsed overnight, no matter how difficult it was to support him.

Xu Mo walked through the garden, pushed the wheelchair, and walked slowly along the corridor. The wheels pressed against the ground and made a muffled noise.

The small pool in the yard has clear water, moss grows on the rocks on the bank, a huge sycamore tree covers a green shade, a few goldfish swim in the bluestone water tank, the branches and leaves of the small maple forest rustle, the breeze blows, Xu Mo is in front of the sliding door stop.

"Grandpa." Xu Mo called softly.

"Xiao Mo," the old man's voice was old and exhausted, but joy could be heard, "You're back."

Xu Mo opened the door, Chu Bingjun sat on the tatami to rest, and waved to him: "Come in and sit."

Xu Mo pushed the wheelchair in, closed the door, walked up to him, and looked at Chu Bingjun: "Grandpa, I brought him back."

Chu Bingjun looked down at Jinsi Nanmu, his eyes moved, and sighed: "Your mother said, you don't need to recognize him. Why do you still—"

"It's not my mother." Xu Mo interrupted him. He knelt down in front of Chu Bingjun and said word by word, "You know, she's not. Aunt Chu... will always be my relative, but... she's not."

"Xu Mo!" Chu Bingjun spoke reproachfully, showing a little displeasure.

Xu Mo arched his upper body, sat back dejectedly, and supported the armrest with both hands. After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Grandpa, after so many years, I should be content. From now on, ashes return to ashes."

Chu Bingjun looked at him. These years, Xu Mo had been raised under his knees. The old man could see through his personality at a glance. Xu Mo was very stubborn in his bones, and even eight horses could not pull back what he believed.

What's more, Chu Wanjun's death has hit him too hard.Xu Mo was sadder than any of them, but no one could comfort him.

"Your aunt," Chu Bingjun didn't want to argue, and turned to him, "Come back tomorrow."

"Well, Chu Qin told me that Auntie got the DNA test report." Xu Mo clasped his hands: "But she didn't know, Shen Lingfeng was..." Xu Mo shook his head: "She thought she won."

Chu Bingjun sighed: "It's difficult for you."

"During the time of marriage, all the property under my name was transferred to him through the marriage relationship, including the part of the Xu family, which Xu Yunze failed to take away." Xu Mo clasped his hands: "Grandpa, what should be done When I'm done, I should go."

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