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At this moment, Mo Yin seemed to think of something, took away the documents in Qi Yi's hand, flipped through two pages, frowned quickly, and looked at Qi Yi with some puzzlement.

"This is Uncle Cheng." Mo Yin said, "I have a very good relationship with my parents."

Mo Yin still remembered that when he was young, Mo Yicheng would often bring some snacks he made to their house.

"A good relationship?" Qi Yi was taken aback.

Judging from the monitoring that He Zhiyu gave him, Mo Yicheng was the one who clearly hurt Mo Yin.

However, Mo Yin, who had forgotten this memory, did not have any doubts about Mo Yicheng. She nodded, slowed down her speech, and tried to make her words flow as smoothly as possible, "My parents seem to have saved Mo Ran."

He still remembered that Mo Yicheng once squatted in front of him, expressing with gratitude that if his parents were not there, Mo Ran might have died a long time ago.

Noticing that Qi Yi's expression was a bit weird, Mo Yin was even more strange, "Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

"I don't think so, it's—"

Before he could say the following words, Qi Yi first met Mo Yin's clean eyes.

If Mo Yin thinks about the past, and thinks that the person who had a good relationship with their family is actually the one who hurt him, he will be very sad.

Thinking of this, Qi Yi, who has always been straightforward, rarely hesitated.

But Qi Yi didn't intend to be so ambiguous, he put the information on the table with a serious face, and looked sideways at Mo Yin, as if he wanted to look into the other's eyes like a pool of ink.

It has been said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

There is pure innocence in the eyes of children, but the eyes of the elderly are often cloudy and precipitated.

And Moyin's eyes are always clean, whether he is angry or shy, his eyes are always clear.

Even when Qi Yi is looking in the mirror, he can see that his eyes are full of unruliness and ambition. He knows that he has many things he wants to do and things he wants.

Hatred can change many things, maybe as long as Mo Yin remembers the past, he will no longer be the current Mo Yin.

"Ayin." Qi Yi closed his eyes hard, and finally said: "In the video He Zhiyu gave me earlier, there was a scene where Mo Yicheng wanted to harm you."

Mo Yin was taken aback.

As Qi Yi's voice fell, several dark figures sporadically appeared in his mind, like ghosts with long teeth and claws in the interlaced environment of light and shadow.

There was a look of resistance in his eyes, but his hands tightened suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw Qi Yi holding his hand tightly, interlocking his fingers.

"If you watch that video, you will probably think of the past." Qi Yi's voice has always been pleasant, magnetic, low and hoarse, and now the tone is extremely serious:

"I don't want you to suffer, and I'm also worried that you will change, but some things can be treated as if they didn't happen if you don't forget them."

The villain is still relying on Mo Yin's amnesia, and if he gets away with it, he is likely to hurt Mo Yin again.

"Would you like to think about it, the decision is up to you."

Qi Yi took a deep breath, holding Mo Yin's hand tighter and tighter. At the same time, he lowered his head and piously kissed the back of Mo Yin's hand, "But no matter what choice you make or what the final result is, for me, it doesn't matter. Whatever you become, I will face with you."

Mo Yin stared blankly at the back of her hand, then at Qi Yi, and soon found that Qi Yi's handsome face was a little more nervous than he was.

The free hand subconsciously caressed Qi Yi's face, and some cold fingertips rubbed against the edge of Qi Yi's ear, reluctant to move away.

Ah Yi hoped that he would remember the past, but was afraid that he would suffer and change.

Mo Yin understood Qi Yi's meaning, so his eyes were extraordinarily soft.

The fingertips slid down to outline Qi Yi's jawline, then he lowered his head and kissed Qi Yi proactively, trying to take away all Qi Yi's anxiety.

"What I want now is only A Yi, only this, it won't change."

He doesn't care about money, fame and fortune, and he doesn't have much obsession with revenge, otherwise the things Mo Hai did to him, he tortured Mo Hai countless times would not be enough to relieve his hatred.

At first, he wanted Qi Yi to be his family.

Now, he only wants Qi Yi.

What Qi Yi most wanted to hear was this answer.

He smiled, leaned against Mo Yin's forehead, and said in a low voice: "So even if you think about it, there will be a change, it won't be bad for me, will it?"

Mo Yin didn't reply, but the love in his eyes had already expressed his meaning.

Qi Yi didn't get any verbal reassurance, but felt relieved a lot, and whispered coquettishly: "If you dare to change like He Zhiyu, I'll beat you up."

Hearing Qi Yi mentioned another man again, Mo Yin instantly turned over the jar of jealousy, lowered his head and bit Qi Yi's mouth lightly, with a hint of threat.

It's just that he originally just wanted to appease Qi Yi's emotions, but he couldn't stop kissing.

Counting the days of Qi Yi's disappearance and his illness, he hasn't touched Qi Yi for more than a week.

Obviously Qi Yi also thought of this, seeing that Mo Yin rarely took the initiative, he directly and enthusiastically hooked Mo Yin's neck to prevent him from escaping, and then deepened the kiss.

"Go back to the room? Are you still here?" Sensing that the tips of Mo Yin's ears were burning again, Qi Yi raised his head slightly, panting lightly, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be equipped with countless small hooks, lightly hooking Mo Yin's three souls and six souls.

Mo Yin glanced at the living room anxiously, although Qing Lan had already disappeared with Ruan Meng in her hands, she was still embarrassed to do it outside.

He directly grabbed Qi Yi's waist and got up, stepped on the stairs and rushed back to the bedroom, and locked the door forcefully.

Carefully placing Qi Yi on the bed, Mo Yin straightened up, grabbed the hem of his clothes and lightly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body covered with scars.

Qi Yi didn't dislike these scars, but every time he saw them, he would make a note of Mo Zhiyuan and the others in his heart.

Thinking of the way Mo Yin comforted him just now, Qi Yi's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could fill his heart with such a cute and kind Mo Yin.

This time, he didn't want Mo Yin to serve him, he took the initiative to sit on Mo Yin's body, and insisted on doing it by himself.

Mo Yin looked at him worriedly, and whispered: "But, you are not ready yet..."

"Get ready!" Qi Yi was very confident, he thought he could do it!

As a result, when I sat down, it hurt so much that I didn't want to move.

Mo Yin never hurt him, but he hurt himself recklessly.

Seeing Mo Yin showing a helpless expression like facing a bear child, Qi Yi's face darkened, neither moving nor moving, he could only grit his teeth and say: "Can I blame this? You are too big!"

Mo Yin: "..."

Naturally, Mo Yin would not blame Qi Yi, so he could only sit up a little, bit Qi Yi's earlobe lightly, and then sucked and kissed him little by little. When Qi Yi's body gradually got used to it, he gradually breathed a sigh of relief. Sauce.

……

Afterwards, Qi Yi lay on the bed exhausted, with his eyes closed as if falling asleep, Mo Yin sat beside Qi Yi, and touched the bruise on Qi Yi's body with distress.

He has mastered his strength very carefully, but he still leaves so many traces every time.

His eyes fell on the computer on the desk, he took a deep breath, got up to pick up the computer, and actively faced his forgotten memory.

"Together we will."

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Qi Yi opened his eyes in a daze, rubbing his eyes with one hand, and propping himself up with the other.

Seeing Mo Yin turn around, he patted the bed beside him and said, "Come here."

Mo Yin's originally tense mood calmed down a lot in an instant. He nodded, sat down with the computer in his arms, took Qi Yi in his arms, and turned on the video.

The content of this video is very clear. When Moyin saw his young self appearing on the screen, he subconsciously touched his throat, and the fragmented memories in his mind finally became a thread.

"He took everything from me, it would be too cheap to just kill him!"

In the dark and deserted warehouse, he was kicked to the corner, and when he looked up, he could see two men standing tall in front of him.

He had just finished school that day, and he was supposed to go home, but Mo Yicheng, who had always trusted him, took him to this deserted place.

He recognized the man who spoke as Mo Zhiyuan.

"Uncle?" At that time, the young Mo Yin didn't quite understand what was going on now. He was always spoiled by his parents. When did he experience this?

He opened his mouth and shouted, but met Mo Zhiyuan's sinister eyes.

That look was something he had never seen before.

Mo Zhiyuan didn't want him to die so easily.

In those few short hours, Mo Yin experienced pain that he couldn't imagine.

He was beaten, his fingers were broken off, and he was finally force-fed glass.

He didn't understand why his uncle and Uncle Cheng, who had always been good to him, treated him like this. He only knew that if he swallowed these glasses, he would die.

He didn't want to die, so he could only try not to swallow the glass, even though his mouth was already filled with the smell of blood.

Taking advantage of Mo Zhiyuan's triumph, he took out a piece of glass and plunged it into Mo Zhiyuan's palm, got up and rushed towards the nearby light source.

Since he was a child, his physique has been different from ordinary people. Not to mention his great strength, his body is also extremely explosive. No one of his age can beat him.

It was precisely because of this that he managed to escape to the road, and the smell of blood in his mouth became stronger and stronger. He had already spat out the glass in his mouth, but it seemed that a small piece of glass was stuck at the base of his tongue and buried under the meat.

His attention was diverted, and when he raised his eyes, a car was already close at hand.

There was a dull knocking sound in the ear, and then a tearing pain in the throat.

At the end of his vision, he saw the driver get out of the car in a hurry, and Mo Zhiyuan and Mo Yicheng had already chased after him.

It was precisely because the driver saw Mo Zhiyuan, escaped successfully and contacted someone, that he was able to save his life.

After he woke up from the hospital, he couldn't remember what he had experienced at all. He only knew that he couldn't speak and became a mute.

At that time, he noticed that Mo Zhiyuan looked at him nervously, and after knowing that he lost his memory and became dumb, he looked relieved, and he still didn't understand what was going on.

Mo Yin returned from memory, moved her eyes lightly, clenched her fists tightly, her fingertips almost pierced into her flesh.