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When Mo Xian entered the room, he was alone, but when he came out, there were two people.

Xie Xunyang's sudden appearance shocked everyone in the family.

Even Xu Xin said "Ouch" and almost dropped the pot in his hand.

In the evening, Mo Yao came back with Liu Yi carrying the cake.

Everyone celebrated Mo Xian's birthday lively.

After dinner, Mo Xian took the time to take out the trash and called Song Joy.

Although Song Joy had a cheerful personality, she still panicked when she received a call from Mo Xian at this time.

"Ahh, it's so late, why are you calling me? Have you eaten the cake? Birthday...Happy birthday!! Gift..." Song Joy bit her tongue and let out a "hiss". The pot does not mention which pot to open.

"The gift has been received, and the letter has also been received. Thank you." Mo Xian spoke slowly, with a serious tone.

The other side of the phone suddenly fell silent, and through the microphone, the girl's subtle, cautious breathing could be heard.

Mo Xian continued to speak: "Thank you for your affirmation, you are also a very good girl. I had no friends in junior high school. During that time, I thought that I no longer needed to know and understand other people. , I can do everything by myself. Really, I am very happy to meet you in Shengle, each of you is my most important friend. It is also because of you that I can become what you like."

The young man's voice was gentle and clear. For some reason, Song Joy listened, her excitement was gradually soothed, and her eyes began to feel sore.

"Song Joy." Mo Xian called out her name, and smiled lightly, "The great people's teacher in the future still has two years to go, hurry up."

"Wow wow wow..." Song Joy hugged the phone, lay down on the bed and cried loudly.But it was not because of being rejected because of the confession, but because of the unclear emotions, because of the tenderness of the young man, because of the words of encouragement...

Mo Xian stood next to the garbage station in the dim night, listening to the girl on the other side of the phone intermittently, but said firmly and forcefully: "...Yes, let's work hard together, let's go!!!"

***

Another week passed after the birthday, and when it was time for Xu Xin to check again, the four of them set off for Shangjing together.

Half a year later, after the filming, the doctor said that the fibrosis in Xu Xin's lungs had not significantly expanded, and the siblings were relieved.

Director Guo: "It seems that the medicine is under control well. I don't think about adding hormone medicine for the time being. After returning home, continue to pay attention to rest and don't get tired."

"Did you hear that mother? The doctor said that you must do less work!" On the way back to the hotel, Mo Yao kept mumbling.

Xu Xin replied: "I haven't picked up much, don't worry, I know how strong I am, I won't be tired."

"I still said that I won't pick up too much, my hands are almost being tied into a hornet's nest." Mo Xian muttered softly.

Xu Xin smiled and nodded his head: "That's because you are clumsy, next time don't yell at my dolls."

"Mom, I think Xian'er sews because she likes it. You see, all his classmates gave him dolls on his birthday!" Mo Yao took the opportunity to tease.

Mo Xian didn't expect to be teased after such a long time, puffed up: "Sister!! Don't say any more——"

The siblings chased and fought.

Xie Xunyang walked aside, curling the corners of his lips.

The next painting class of the preschool institution where Mo Yao worked part-time is about to start. She accompanied Xu Xin to play in Shangjing for two days, strolled around the botanical garden, and went to a big shopping mall to buy a few sets of clothes, and the two returned. .

After only Mo Xian and Xie Xunyang were left, Mo Xian thought about the relationship between Xie Xunyang and Xie's father, and asked, "Brother, why don't you go home?"

Xie Xunyang didn't expect that he would be kicked out, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Mo Xian rubbed his nose and coughed lightly: "Well, I mean, if it's convenient, I can accompany you back to stay for a few days!"

Every time Xie Xunyang accommodated himself, this time he even rushed back for his birthday, but he did too little for Xie Xunyang.

Xie Xunyang looked at him fixedly, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Mo Xian's luggage was still in the apartment, and he simply packed a few clothes and unfinished homework, and moved into Xie's old house together.

Aunt Wen arranged the guest room for Mo Xian, which is next door to Xie Xunyang.

Mo Xian opened the door, closed it three seconds later, took a deep breath, and opened it again.

I saw that the bedding on the bed was replaced with a pattern of chocolate bears, the cushions on the chair were also patterns of chocolate bears, and even the curtains...

Xie Xunyang walked up the stairs and was stunned when he saw the scene inside.

After a while, he turned around and asked Mo Xian: "If you don't like it, I'll ask Aunt Wen to change it back. It wasn't like this before."

Mo Xian sighed and stopped him: "No need... Aunt Wen is also kind, and it will take a lot of work to change this way, anyway... I'm used to it now."

Habits are a really scary thing.

For example, when he went to Xie's kitchen to help get bowls, there were so many solid-color ones in the disinfection cabinet, but he took two solid-color ones and a chocolate bear...

It wasn't until the rice was filled that he realized it. He stared at the rice bowl in his hand without saying a word, and took it out in a commanding manner.

And the others didn't think anything was wrong.

Xie Mingfan was very happy that the two of them could live at home, and they didn't always stay in the study room on weekdays.

Looking at the eyes of the two teenagers, he also looked like an ordinary father.

After dinner, Xie Xunyang would sometimes be called to play a few games of chess, and Mo Xian would watch from the side. Conquer the enemy and defeat Xie Xunyang.

Xie Xunyang sneered, unwilling to give his father this face.

The days are spent peacefully day by day, and the summer vacation is nearing the end.The second year of high school had to start early, and Xie Xunyang was promoted to the president of the student union this semester, so he had to go to the school in advance to organize the preparations before the start of school.

Xie Xunyang was not there, and Mo Xianlai was in his room, occupying his chair and continuing to do homework.As he was writing, he didn't have any ideas for the two big questions at the back of the math paper. He felt that Xie Xunyang should have finished writing, and wanted to find his paper to have a look.

Not on the table, he simply called Xie Xunyang, and the other party answered quickly.

Mo Xian cut straight to the point and asked where the son was.

Xie Xunyang was arranging the materials, and there was the sound of "Shuo Shuo" turning pages in his hand, his voice was low and steady: "Take a look at the first drawer on the right hand side to see if there is any."

Mo Xian opened it with his hands, and sure enough, he saw the papers of various subjects arranged for the summer vacation neatly placed inside.

"I found it, I found it, I copied... No, I went to study!"

Xie Xunyang seemed to laugh lowly.

Mo Xian blushed slightly and hung up the phone.From the drawer, I found the one I was working on, and sure enough, Xie Xunyang wrote it all.

The handwriting is neat and the steps are complete.

It is simply my favorite template for copying homework.

Mo Xian admired it with a "tsk tsk", and was about to close the drawer again with his right hand, but found that when he opened the first drawer, he accidentally brought out the lower drawer as well.

The second drawer was fuller, with a thick paginated folder on top.

The handwriting on the cover is strange and delicate, it reads: "Yangyang's certificate book - Kindergarten".

Mo Xian couldn't hold back, took out the folder, opened it, and found that there were various awards Xie Xunyang won in kindergarten, including writing competitions, drawing competitions, English competitions, and playing the piano...

"You were so good at English in kindergarten?" Mo Xian looked over one by one with novelty, and found that there were several folders like this in the drawer.

He took them all out and spread them out on the table.

"Yangyang's Award Book-Primary School" contains the certificates and certificates obtained in elementary school, and there is no writing on the cover of the folder in junior high school.

"Xunyang has been working very hard. When he was a child, his mother joked that there were too many awards, but his son didn't cherish them, so he could only rely on her to help collect them."

Xie Mingfan did not know when he came to the door of the room, and said with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

He didn't know that Xie Xunyang had told Mo Xian about his mother without reservation. No one outside knew about this matter. Xie Mingfan did a good job in protecting Xie Xunyang.

Outsiders thought that Xie Xunyang's parents were still deeply affectionate.

Mo Xian was startled and raised his head.

Xie Mingfan asked with a faint smile, "Can I come in and sit down?"

This is your son's room, ask me what to do...

Mo Xian nodded on his face.

Xie Mingfan walked into the room slowly, and sat down on the piano bench opposite Mo Xian.

Mo Xian carefully put the folders in the original order and put them back in the drawer one by one. Suddenly thinking of the past, he smiled and said, "He really doesn't care about these things. In the fifth grade, there was a kid in our class who was not smart enough to cry. I also want a certificate, so my brother gave him his own certificate in order not to make him cry."

Xie Mingfan didn't know what happened to his son in Haowang Village, so he listened with great interest.

"Anything else interesting?"

Seeing that he was interested, Mo Xian said, "My brother won No. 1 in the English competition. When he returned to the village, the village chief held up a banner and invited the whole village to eat and watch a movie."

This time Xie Mingfan roared with laughter. The normally serious man couldn't hold back any longer. He wanted to stop, but he thought it was really funny.

"Pull the banner? Watch a movie?" He knew his son very well, with a calm face but a thin skin, imagining that scene, "How could he bear it?"

Mo Xian couldn't help laughing: "I can't stand it, even I can't stand it, so I can only leave him and escape."

Xie Mingfan laughed for a long time, finally slowing down.

"You have a really good relationship. Speaking of which, I haven't specifically thanked you, and your mother and sister." Xie Mingfan looked at Mo Xian with gentle eyes.

Mo Xian shook his head: "My brother helped me more, without him, I wouldn't be here at all."

If he is doing well, he might be able to fish in an ordinary high school in Yucheng. If he is suddenly stimulated by Xu Xin's illness, he might follow the same path as Cui Shu.

He was very lucky, Xie Xunyang helped him at important points in his life.

His mother has received good medical treatment now, and he has come to Shengle by himself. His grades are not bad, and he also has a dream. He wants to be admitted to Shangyi University in the future.

He is very satisfied.

The only thing that sticks in my heart is the choice made by Xie Xunyang.

Although I believe that he has enough ability to achieve results in any road, but looking at the thick books from childhood to adulthood, the competition he participated in the most is still a foreign language.

The smile on Mo Xian's mouth gradually faded.

Xie Mingfan noticed it and asked, "Little friend, what did you think of?"