Become a Two-dimensional hero

December 3221, 12.Today is sunny and sunny, and the world is peaceful.

It happened to be Saturday, Wei Qian should eat and drink, just like a normal weekend.But Mozart was restless because today was his birthday, literally the day of his birth.

Anna was admitted to the hospital a week ago, and her pregnancy seemed to be approaching ten months, and she was staying in the hospital waiting to give birth.

While Anna was hospitalized, Mo Jun also asked for leave and stayed with him in the hospital every day, feeling extremely nervous, as if he was the one going into the operating room instead of Anna.

Perhaps it was Mo Jun who was nervous and worried for Anna's sake, but Anna, who was a new mother, didn't panic at all, and even comforted Mo Jun: "What are you afraid of? The current medical level is just to have a baby. I will have a baby in a week. I can jump up and down alive.”

However, Mo Jun still couldn't help being nervous. After all, there are always accidents. Even in the highly developed medical system, there are occasional cases of dystocia and death. The more I was afraid, the more I couldn't sleep well for several days in a row.

The couple lived in the hospital temporarily, and Mo Er became a left-behind child, guarding the big house alone every day and ordering takeaways to make a living.Mo Jun is 25 this year, and Mo Er will be 13 years old. The age difference between the two brothers is relatively large, and their parents died young. Mo Jun said he is the elder brother, but the elder brother is like a father. Pass.

Seeing that Mo Jun was about to become a father officially, his elder brother paid less and less attention to him, and even threw himself at home. The more Mo Er thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. He began to complain to Mozart: "My brother doesn't care about me. gone."

How should Mozart answer?He couldn't answer.Mozart said in his heart that it was me who was competing for favor with you, and you still came to ask me this question.

He could only comfort Mo Er perfunctorily: "No, your brother still likes you the most." No wonder.

Mo Er was still gloomy, but he also knew that it was not good for him to be so selfish. Apart from complaining to Mozart, he never talked about it with his brother.This Saturday, he also ran to the hospital to visit his brother and sister-in-law.

By the way, I showed Mozart a live broadcast of the situation in the ward. Anna was eating snacks and watching TV. Mo Jun grabbed the doctor in the corridor and asked him carefully. He had asked about ten times in a week, and the doctor was very annoying.

Mo Er took the camera and pulled Mo Jun's sleeve. Mo Jun waved his hand like chasing a puppy: "Wait a minute, brother has something to do."

Mo Er's face immediately collapsed. He walked to the corner, pointed the camera at himself, and whispered to Mozart: "My brother has changed his mind."

Mozart: "...Don't use words indiscriminately, what a change of heart."

Mo Er's face was so wrinkled that he looked like he was about to cry: "He is like this now, when my nephew is born, he will definitely not care about me anymore."

Nephew Mozart: "..." He coughed dryly: "It's okay, your nephew cares about you, come and give him a hug." He opened his arms to the screen and pretended to hug Mo Er.

Mo Er rubbed his nose, sobbed and said, "Liar."

Mozart was a little helpless. What he said was not a lie. The two had lived together for 18 years. In fact, what he cared about most was his uncle. Although he always hated him, he panicked when he disappeared.He raised his hand and assured Mo Er: "Really."

Mo Er is dubious, his nephew is not born yet, what can Mo Youyu guarantee?But he said it very seriously.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from Anna's ward, and then doctors and nurses flooded into the ward. Mo Er wiped the corners of his red eyes and ran over to check on the situation. , he can still tell the difference.

Mozart was also a little nervous, he saw the panicked crowd through the camera: "What's wrong?"

Mo Er didn't answer, and he didn't know either.The two saw Mo Jun holding Anna's hand, and the nurse pushed the hospital bed and ran into the delivery room quickly. Mo Jun was stopped outside the delivery room in a panic. He paced back and forth at the door with his hands behind his back, constantly muttering: "It'll be fine, it'll be fine."

Mo Er couldn't care about his petty emotions anymore, and ran over to comfort his brother: "It will be fine."

Mozart also helped to comfort: "It's okay." He was not consoling, but a preview, after all, his own existence was the most convincing proof.

However, Mo Jun's concern is chaotic, and now he is told that the risk of a natural delivery is so low that it can be ignored, he simply can't listen to it, his mind is full of horrible fantasies, and he scares himself quite badly.

The three of them watched together, and finally, half an hour later, the nurse came out to announce the good news: "Mother and child are safe."

Soon, the mother and child were also pushed out. Seeing that Anna was safe, Mo Jun couldn't control it immediately. His feet softened and he knelt down on the ground directly.

He knelt on the ground and held Anna's hand and kissed it lightly. Anna was a little out of strength and her face was pale, but she still maintained a clear consciousness and smiled at Mo Jun: "What are you worrying about, am I okay? Take a look Our son."

Only then did Mo Jun turn his head to look at the baby on the hospital bed, and Mo Er also leaned over and showed Mozart a live broadcast of the newborn baby Mozart. The newborn baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes with fear of the strange world. cry.

Becoming a father is obviously great news.But Mo Jun was lying on the bedside, crying bitterly just like his son.

Seeing these people, Mo Er, who was only 13 years old, was a normal person. Mo Er was busy comforting his brother, taking care of his sister-in-law and nephew, so busy that he hung up the phone with Mozart.

As soon as the screen went black, Mozart looked up at the sky, holding back the tears that were about to flow from his eyes.He could probably understand Mo Jun's mood.When he saw another self, he also had mixed feelings. Probably no one in the world had such an experience anymore. He didn't know how to express all kinds of emotions, so he had to cry loudly in the same way as a baby.

Mozart was crying and laughing while standing on the balcony, his tears could not be held back, he was crazy like a neurotic.

There are three members of the Mo family, oh no, now there are four members. Ever since little Mo Zha was born, he has been walking around in circles, and he was officially discharged home a week later. Mo Jun has already bought all kinds of baby food and clothing, and he is never tired of it. Give little Mozart a try one by one.

It wasn't until Mozart tentatively asked what the child's name was that the family realized, yes, they haven't chosen a name yet.Immediately, the couple stopped teasing the children, and started to look up the dictionary, making a suggestion and then denying it. It seemed that they couldn't make a decision in a short time.

Mozart almost wanted to tell them directly: "Why don't you call me Mozart?" Fortunately, he finally held back.

The days passed day by day, December 12th, tomorrow is the end of the year, Mozart sat on the balcony in a daze, why didn't Qin Tian come back.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Qin Tian sent a text message to Mozart: "The training is over."

Mozart jumped up excitedly: "Really? When will you be back?"

Qin Tian smiled and typed: "According to the procedure, take the starship and land directly at the school's airport tomorrow. But..." He was heading to the civilian airport with his luggage: "You can also buy a ticket and take a civilian flight first, and I will go tonight to school."

Mozart: "Then will you land at the airport east of the capital Star City?"

Qin Tian: "Yes." The airport announcement sounded the boarding reminder, and he said goodbye to Mozart: "See you later, I'm on the starship."

Mozart quickly sent a sentence: "I will pick you up!"

I don't know if Qin Tian saw it or not.It's seven o'clock now, civilian flights are relatively slow, including the flight and security check time, Qin Tian can leave the airport at about nine o'clock.Mozart thought in time.He ran away after putting on his shoes, Wei Qian probed and asked, "Why are you going?"

Mozart didn't even look back: "Pick me up."

Wei Qian understood, he shook his head and sighed, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are about to meet, when will he be able to get off the list.

Today is not the day when the military academy is on holiday, so you can't go out the main entrance, but it's not a problem for Mozart, it's over the wall.

He flipped out without much trouble, and the real problem was how to get to the airport.The ten miles around the military academy were empty and there was only one bus stop. Mozart watched the bus pass in front of him. He chased the bus for a while, but the driver turned a deaf ear to him.

There is only one flight an hour, if you miss this flight, the next flight will be an hour later, but in that case, I'm afraid I won't have time to get to the airport before nine o'clock.Mozart was heartbroken, ten kilometers, what are you afraid of, it's not like he hasn't run before.

He ran wildly along the dark road like a mad ostrich.

Four or 10 minutes later, Mozart ran to the urban area. He sat down on the ground tiredly in front of the bus stop leading to the airport. It was already cold in December, but he was profusely sweating, and his body was as wet as if he had just There was a heavy rain.

He hurried all the way, and arrived at the airport at 8:55. He continued to run after getting off the bus. The sweat-soaked clothes were dried a little after being baked by the heater on the bus, but there was an inevitable smell on his body. Sweat.

Mozart finally arrived at the airport at 8:58, and only then did he notice the smell on his body. He was in a bad mood, and he came to pick up people smelling of sweat. Qin Tian must hate himself to death.

He began to feel uneasy, Qin Tian probably didn't see that he said that he wanted to pick him up, so why not hide himself and pretend that there was no such thing at all.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. It was better not to pick it up than to pick it up smelling of sweat.But before he could find a place to hide, someone called him.

"Mo Youyu."

Mozart turned his head stiffly, Qin Tian was carrying the suitcase, and looked at himself with a smile at the exit.Instead of stepping forward, Mozart took a step back, shouting in his heart: "It's over!"

Qin Tian didn't care about 21, and walked over directly. When he walked up to Mozart, his nose twitched, and he smelled sweat.Qin Tian looked at Mozart's embarrassing expression, and easily guessed the cause and effect. No Yu probably ran over.

Mozart took another step back, wanting to stay away from Qin Tian: "You come back..."

He didn't finish his sentence because Qin Tian threw his luggage and hugged him.Qin Tian buried his face in Mozart's neck and sniffed lightly, then smiled softly in his ear and said, "I'm back."

Mozart didn't know how to put his hands away. He was full of thoughts: "It's over, I will be disgusted to death." But Qin Tian didn't seem to be disgusted. Could it be that his nose is out of order?

Until Qin Tian said "I'm back" in his ear, all of Mozart's anxiety and tension were blown away by the hot breath from his ear, and his expression relaxed, and he hugged Qin Tian hard. Qin Tian showed a smile where he couldn't see it. This smile carried a gentle joy that the master didn't notice, and it was definitely not the kind he would have with friends.He also said softly: "Welcome."

The two hugged each other tightly at the exit of the airport, their necks intersected, just like the couples around them who had reunited after a long time.

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