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Xu Mo was absent-minded. He didn't eat two bites of the food. He planed the rice. The white rice swallowed in his stomach. It had no taste. He pushed away the bowl and chopsticks: "I'm full."

The aunt who took care of Xu Mo brought a tissue, Xu Mo thanked him in a low voice, wiped his mouth clean after taking it, propped his side cheeks and started a new round of daze.

Xiao Yuan looked at Xiao Chongshan, Xiao Chongshan looked at Xiao Yuan, father and son were in the same boat.

Xiao Chongshan coughed lightly, calling Xu Mo's attention: "Your leg is very likely to recover, why don't you ask a nurse to do rehabilitation training, Xu Mo, do you think it's okay?"

"Huh?" Xu Mo was dazed: "Recovery?" He looked back at Xiao Yuan, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "No, thank you uncle."

"Why not?" Xiao Chongshan asked him.

Xu Mo opened his mouth, as if he couldn't find a reason or an excuse, and he didn't want to explain so much. He shook his head, then rested his hands on his cheeks in a daze.

Ever since Xu Mo came back to Xiao's house, he has been reticent, mostly in a daze, or just playing with his mobile phone, only showing some interest when he is learning flower arranging.

Xiao Chongshan only thought that he was not used to the Xiao family, and never forced Xu Mo to speak. When he asked him a few words occasionally, Xu Mo answered obediently.

Xu Mo didn't ask about the blood relationship between the Xiao family and him, and he didn't want to know the geometry of his biological mother. If it were someone else, he might ask endlessly, but he had no curiosity about his biological mother, and he was extremely calm.

This time Xu Mo shook his head again, without speaking or explaining.Xiao Chongshan had nothing to do with him, so he stopped asking.

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes, got up and ran out, not knowing what he was doing, and hurried back more than ten minutes later, Xu Mo and Xiao Chongshan were still sitting at the dining table, Xu Mo was in a daze, Xiao Chongshan put on his glasses and looked down at the documents.

"Xu Mo, there are fireworks outside, take a look?"

Xiao Chongshan and Xu Mo looked up at the same time, and Xiao Yuan pointed out the door, where someone was setting off fireworks, not too far away.

"Let's have a look." Xiao Chongshan said in a deep voice.

Xu Mo didn't say yes or no, so Xiao Yuan made his own decision and stepped forward to push his wheelchair. The aunt hurriedly fetched a down jacket and put it on Xu Mo, and Xiao Yuan pushed him to the gate of Xiao's house.

The gate is a small road with few cars and horses. If you go west, you have to go down the slope. Some people set off fireworks in the open space under the slope. They are colorful and explode one after another in the dark sky, which is magnificent.

Xu Mo looked up and watched quietly.

"Does it look good?" Xiao Yuan asked him.

"En." Xu Mo nodded.

In the shadows in the far corner, stood a tall figure, with both hands in the coat pockets, staring at Xu Mo silently like that, he still had the firework stick that Xiao Yuan gave him in his pocket, and the other hand held the lighter, Throat dry.

Xiao Yuan leaned over to talk to Xu Mo, the sound of fireworks was noisy, Xiao Yuan couldn't hear what Xu Mo said clearly for a while, so he put his ear close, only to hear Xu Mo say calmly: "Fireworks are not allowed in the city, this person will be fined gone."

Xiao Yuan: "..."

Xiao Yuan touched the tip of his nose, laughed dryly, and was anxious, why Shen Lingfeng didn't show up yet.

After Xu Mo said the fine, he stopped talking and watched the fireworks quietly, as if the years of more than 20 years were not long, maybe very short, just like the fleeting fireworks, blooming carefreely, in the Withered in a mess.

He clearly wants to live, wants to be a flower arranger, and has thought about many futures, but he can never escape the scene before Chu Wanjun's death. I can feel the hotness.

The broken glass pierced into her body, and her whole body seemed to be crushed by the sudden impact, her internal organs were squeezed out, and her flesh and blood covered him.The rubber tires rubbed against the ground violently, and the pungent smell and bloody smell poured into the nostrils together, and the smell of that day will never be forgotten deep in the brain.

This kind of guilt and pain that has been accumulated for many years, no one can express it, except for the increasingly depressed silence.

It really fits the name Chu Wanjun gave him, Mo, which means silence.

Xu Mo's hands holding his legs tightened suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the endless fireworks blooming in the sky. In an instant, many thoughts appeared in his mind, just like looking at flowers on a horse, Xu Yunze, Chu Wanjun, Jiang Mingxuan... Shen Lingfeng, all passed away .

It will all pass, Xu Mo thought.

Things that don't belong to him can't be forced. He doesn't force any more, and hopes... Chu Wanjun can let him go.

Xu Mo exhaled, and quickly turned into white mist in the cold night. He blinked, and the fireworks were reflected in his eyes, dazzling.

The tall figure finally emerged from the shadows, holding a firework stick in his hand, the small broken flowers crackled and scattered, shining golden light, he walked up to Xu Mo, Xiao Yuan took two steps back, leaned against the door wall, folded his arms to watch watching them.

Xu Mo turned his head, and the other party was wearing a black mask and a black hat, which almost covered his entire face. He squatted down in front of Xu Mo, and handed the fireworks stick that was set off into his hand.

Xu Mo was slightly stunned, subconsciously grasped it, waved it in the cold air, and grinned.

The man got up and stood beside Xu Mo, without saying a word, as silent as a stone statue.But when the firework stick in Xu Mo's hand burned out, he lit another one and handed it to him.

At the end of the fireworks, the neighbor who was coaxing the child to sleep on the opposite side finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to call the police when the fireworks were withdrawn.

Xiao Yuan pushed Xu Mo back into the room, and Shen Lingfeng stood at the door, quietly watching him off.

That night, Xu Mo slept peacefully without any nightmares.

However, Shen Lingfeng couldn't sleep all night. Even he couldn't listen to what Jiang Mingxuan said. What should Xu Mo, who saved Jiang Mingxuan at all costs, think about it?Xu Mo was sad in his heart, but he couldn't tell from the outside.

Even when Xu Mo was at his saddest, he could still act like a psychopath, deliberately making Shen Lingfeng hate him.

Shen Lingfeng was so worried about Xu Mo that he couldn't sleep. Even if he saw him tonight, his worry didn't lessen but intensified. Xu Mo's mood is really as calm as it looks?What should he do with his legs?

Why didn't Xu Mo treat him better when he was by his side before? Why didn't he ask Xu Mo what he was thinking in his heart, but instead judged Xu Mo's behavior in a hurry.

Why did Xu Mo know nothing when he was sad, sad, and decided to leave?

Shen Lingfeng lifted the quilt, put on his coat, and stood in front of the window looking towards Xiao's house. Dr. Shen, a non-smoker, would not use nicotine to relax no matter how stressful he was at work, but now he was lighting a cigarette, hoping to soothe his tension a little. tight nerves.

Smoking one cigarette after another, Shen Lingfeng stayed up until dawn with red eyes.He decided to go to Xiao Chongshan.

Xiao Chongshan woke up early and went to the company as usual, but was stopped by Shen Lingfeng at the door.

Before Shen Lingfeng could speak, Xiao Chongshan sighed: "Come in and talk."

The two went to the meeting room.

"You know more about Xu Mo's situation than we do." Xiao Chongshan cut to the chase: "I'm worried about him now."

Shen Lingfeng nodded: "His leg needs rehabilitation training as soon as possible. Have you hired a masseur?"

"No." Xiao Chongshan shook his head: "Xu Mo doesn't want to, he doesn't accept it. I don't know what he thinks, but I don't think he wants those legs anymore." Xiao Chongshan's words are serious, but they are also true.

Xu Mo clearly gave up on himself, but they didn't know why Xu Mo broke the jar.

Shen Lingfeng lowered his head, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Maybe it's because... Mrs. Xu, Xu Mo's adoptive mother."

"I heard from Uncle Chu that Xu Mo was driving and had an accident, and Chu Wanjun passed away unfortunately."

"Xu Mo probably blamed himself for this." Shen Lingfeng sighed: "A person like him is stubborn, has a stubborn temper, and doesn't think about turning corners in everything. He has to get into a dead end and torture himself."

But it is also such a person, the most serious, the most persistent, and the most affectionate.

Because he has determined that it will not change.

Xiao Chongshan is old, after all, he has experienced a lot, and he also understands that the only person who can save Xu Mo is Shen Lingfeng.The person who tied the bell is still needed to untie the bell, not to mention that Shen Lingfeng, as Chu Wanjun's only biological son, means a lot to Xu Mo.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Chongshan asked him, and Shen Lingfeng didn't hesitate: "I want to see Xu Mo."

But Xu Mo must avoid seeing him, and he can only use Xiao Chongshan's help.

"Okay." Xiao Chongshan got up: "Let's have dinner together tonight."

"Thank you." Shen Lingfeng was grateful, and Xiao Chongshan stepped out of the conference room: "It's all for Xu Mo."

Xiao Chongshan has no children of his own, and the closest person is his eldest sister. Besides, he has no other brothers and sisters, and the eldest sister only leaves Xu Mo as a child. No matter what, Xiao Chongshan can't ignore it.

Dinner was great.

After Xu Mo finished the flower arrangement class, he fiddled with the flower branches for a long time, and Xiao Yuan came to ask him to eat.

Xu Mo put down the scissors, Xiao Yuan came over to push his wheelchair and lead him into the restaurant.

There were more people at the dining table. At first Xu Mo only saw the back, thinking that the guests of the Xiao family didn't pay much attention.When Xiao Yuan approached him, Xu Mo realized that it was Shen Lingfeng and frowned.

"Auntie couldn't do it alone, so Lao Xiao thought about hiring someone to take care of you. He was the first one to apply." Xiao Yuan slipped to sit beside Xiao Chongshan.

Xu Mo was expressionless. He pushed back into the wheelchair and turned around. He wanted to leave, but was grabbed. Shen Lingfeng's wheelchair was very handy, and a small ball of paper could make Xu Mo unable to move.

"What are you running for?" Shen Lingfeng asked him in a deep voice.

In Xiao Chongshan's eyes, Shen Lingfeng seemed impolite for being so straightforward. He just wanted to stop him, but Xiao Yuan stopped him. Xiao Yuan winked at him and shook his head slightly.

Xiao Chongshan suppressed his anger and said nothing.

Xu Mo didn't speak, Shen Lingfeng pushed him back, Xu Mo lost a lot of weight visible to the naked eye.

Shen Lingfeng was distressed, but he didn't say anything on his face. He just silently filled the rice bowl in front of him, which was Xu Mo's favorite food, and stuffed them into his hands, half threatening and half persuading: "I made it, don't eat it. Don't leave at all."

The two have known each other for so long, but Xu Mo has never tasted Shen Lingfeng's skills a few times.

After all, whatever Xu Mo wanted, he could just make a phone call, and Shen Lingfeng didn't have to do it on purpose.Xu Mo himself doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains, and he doesn't ask Dr. Shen to cook for him virtuously.

Xu Mo stared at Xiao Shangao's food in front of him, wanting to lose his temper, but he had no choice but to bear it because he was at Xiao's house.

"Try it." Shen Lingfeng called him: "Xu Mo."

Xu Mo hugged his rice bowl and pinched his chopsticks, with a face of resistance: "Go back, Jiang Mingxuan is looking for you."