I cry so hard!

Mo Chutian failed to stay in Paris for a month as agreed, some matters of the company had to be handled by him personally, the news came too suddenly, he only had a few hours to say goodbye to the children, but Mo Ruanmiao was still in school.

There was nothing to pack, and a sixteen-inch suitcase was sorted out in a short while.The assistant was already waiting at the side, Mo Chutian raised his hand and looked at his watch again and again, Mo Ruanmiao still had an hour and a half to finish class.

"When is the flight ticket?" Mo Chutian asked with a frown.

The assistant replied, "Four hours later."

Mo Chutian roughly estimated the time, he could still prepare a dinner for Mo Ruanmiao, and then pick him up from school.

During the half a month in Paris, Mo Chutian was usually idle at home, and he learned a little about Chinese food from the cook. Miao was very supportive, and she ate to her heart's content every time, and even her bad appetite when she first came here gradually improved.

So, the assistant watched the unsmiling president put on a plaid apron and start to work in the kitchen at work, as if he was not in a hurry.There was a cook in the kitchen, she helped Mo Chutian and told him what was wrong when cooking.

When he was ready to make a few stir-fries, it was only half an hour before Mo Ruanmiao finished class. The soup was still stewing. Mo Chutian took off his apron, washed his hands, picked up the windbreaker on the sofa, put it on, and said to his assistant: "I will Bring them back, and we'll go to the airport."

The assistant felt that time was a little tight, but he could only nod, "Okay."

Mo Chutian only waited a few minutes downstairs before Mo Ruanmiao came down with two classmates.The man came to pick him up every day. In fact, it wasn't high-profile, but Mo Chutian's appearance was too superior, and Mo Ruanmiao was a little celebrity in the school. After a few times, all the students in the class knew that he had a lover.

Mo Ruanmiao excitedly ran towards Mo Chutian, and shouted from a distance: "Brother!"

Mo Chutian caught him, and said with a low laugh, "Don't be in such a hurry."

Mo Ruanmiao didn't hug the man back, his hands were stained with some watercolors, and he just dealt with them casually, so as not to rub them on the other's clothes, he acted coquettishly, "I miss you."

Mo Chutian smiled helplessly, looked down and saw the mottled color on the child's hands, he held Mo Ruanmiao's wrist, took out a towel and wiped his fair hands clean, of course it is impossible to be completely clean, Just keep the colors from running around.

On the way back to the apartment, Mo Ruanmiao told the people around him about what happened today. Although it was the most ordinary day-to-day, Mo Chutian enjoyed it very much. For a moment, he wanted his assistant to refund the ticket. This idea drove out of my head, and it really made me dizzy.

As soon as he returned to the apartment, Mo Ruanmiao realized that something was wrong. He first saw the assistant, then he saw the suitcase next to the assistant, and then he turned his eyes to the people around him in a daze, and shouted helplessly: " elder brother……"

The assistant dragged the suitcase and left the apartment with great insight, and said, "Mr. Mo, I'll wait for you downstairs."

There is still something I don't understand after saying this, Mo Ruanmiao's eyes turned red instantly, and then the whole body burrowed into Mo Chutian, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go, didn't he want to drag Mo Chutian away? He just couldn't bear to let people go to work.

Mo Chutian didn't say a word, but just stroked the soft hair of the person in his arms with his hands. After a while, he felt his shirt was soaked and his skin was very hot.

"Cry now, don't cry later, the food is ready, I made your favorite boiled beef today, but it didn't make it too spicy, and I also made shredded sauerkraut, eat more if you like it A little rice and a little soup." Mo Chutian took a deep breath before continuing, "Also remember to drink medicine every day, and don't stay in the studio for too long. I know you will attend a workshop in April which is very important. activities, but the body is the most important thing.”

Mo Chutian didn't know what to say anymore, his usual logic and indifference at the negotiating table were thrown out of the blue, he said whatever came to his mind, and after he finished speaking, he felt as if he still had something important to say.

Just two years will do, two years will do.

There is a familiar and warm smell in his nose, and his fingers are tightly curled together. Mo Ruanmiao doesn't want to cry, he also wants to be stronger. It's not like he has lived in Paris alone, and he has come here before, even Zheng Junmei When he was still alive, he never cried like this.

After a long time, Mo Ruanmiao was finally willing to look up at the person. His nose was red, his beautiful eyes were soaked with tears, his face was full of tears, he looked very pitiful, and made people want to kiss him and coax him.

So Mo Chutian did the same.

It was a very gentle kiss, with a soothing meaning.

Mo Ruanmiao was still sitting and struggling for the last time. He knew that he was making trouble for no reason, and it was almost impossible. He raised his head, his eyes were full of reluctance and grievance, and asked, "You can't even have dinner with me?" ?"

Mo Chutian bowed his head and kissed a pair of rabbit eyes, and said, "I'm sorry."

Mo Ruanmiao was about to cry again, but he held back his sobs for a while, looking at Mo Chutian like this made his heart ache to death, he suddenly thought, don't care what kind of contract he has.

The two had diametrically opposite thoughts, and Mo Ruanmiao wanted to hug him for another 2 minutes and let go when he counted to 120, but Mo Chutian directly took out his phone, bowed his head and kissed his eyes, and said with a light smile: "Okay, Miaomiao, be good, don't cry, brother won't leave."

Mo Ruanmiao looked at him in astonishment, and then saw the man dial the assistant's number and ask the assistant to refund the ticket, his heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed the phone regardless.Mo Chutian didn't expect that Mo Ruanmiao would come suddenly like this, and when he realized, the phone was already in the hands of the other party.

"Hello, he was talking nonsense just now, he will come down immediately." Mo Ruanmiao quickly finished speaking, then hung up the phone, he returned the phone to Mo Chutian, pursed his lips, and said unhappily: " I didn't say that you are not allowed to go, why do you want to change the itinerary?"

Mo Chutian's eyes were tightly glued to the person in front of him, his eyes were dark and unbelievable, and after a long time, only the other person's name came out of his mouth.

Mo Ruanmiao stopped crying, and instead comforted Mo Chutian, "Work is very important, it's not that you don't know that I like to cry, it's okay, just remember to call me a video call when you get home."

What Mo Ruanmiao said were all lies, he just didn't want Mo Chutian to go back, he would definitely cry when he left, but as an adult and a qualified lover, he had to make some rational decisions, say something Be sensible.

The assistant made several more phone calls, and really couldn't wait.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Chutian boarded the plane back home. Under the supervision of the cook, Mo Ruanmiao seriously ate the meals prepared by Mo Chutian. The bedroom vomited clean afterwards.

After taking a bath, Mo Ruanmiao's lips were a little pale. He lay on his side on the bed and had nothing to do. He hugged another pillow in his arms for a while, and there was Mo Chutian's unique breath on it.

After only a few hours, Mo Ruanmiao found that he couldn't take it anymore. He thought of Mo Chutian, and felt a little grievance in his heart. If it wasn't for the other party talking about going back to school with him, he would definitely be able to be a teacher again. A half-year-old turtle.

After a while, Mo Ruanmiao felt that she was inexplicable again, what did she blame Mo Chutian for?The one who makes the decision is obviously yourself.

But he really missed Mo Chutian.

Auntie is a Chinese surnamed Wang. After Mo Chutian left, she began to stay in the apartment and was responsible for Mo Ruanmiao's three meals a day. She didn't talk much, but she was good at crafting and did her best.

After Mo Chutian returned to China, Mo Ruanmiao didn't have a good meal, and basically vomited as much as he ate, and he was afraid that Aunt Wang would report to Mo Chutian, so he only vomited every time he went back to his room. My aunt likes to give him extra meals, and she barely survives every day.

It was another morning, Mo Ruanmiao had just finished washing, and a nauseating feeling came to his throat. He supported the toilet tank with one hand, and tugged at his clothes with the other. Somewhat abnormally red, in stark contrast to the fair skin.

After a while, the movement in the bathroom stopped, Mo Ruanmiao rinsed her mouth again, and looked up, the young man in the mirror was too pale, with a bit of tiredness between his brows and eyes.He remembered what Mo Chutian said to pay attention to the body, but the activity was imminent and the work would take time to complete, and he didn't feel any abnormality in his heart, so he indulged a bit, but he didn't expect it to be reflected in other places.

After breakfast, Mo Ruanmiao was ready to go to school. He had an appointment with Natasha today. It was already the beginning of April, but the painting was only half finished. He planned to take advantage of the teacher's painting time today, so that he would not leave at noon and afternoon. Planning to come back to eat.

Aunt Wang gave him an insulated box and said, "Here are some milk cakes and some cookies, and there are some sushi on the bottom, for eating when you are hungry."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Mo Ruanmiao said after taking the insulated box.

In fact, most of these things are going to the mouths of classmates. Mo Ruanmiao doesn't like the smell of milk very much recently, and she wants to throw up when she smells it. Even the milk for breakfast has been replaced with refreshing fruit juice.A few days ago, he rarely asked Aunt Wang, saying that he wanted to drink sour juice. It was impossible to drink too sour when he woke up early in the morning, so Aunt Wang made mixed juice, which was sweet and sour.

There is no class today. Mo Ruanmiao walked slowly on the road with a backpack on his back. He yawned. Counting what time it was at Mo Chutian's side, it was afternoon.

He immediately took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket, and saw a message came in 10 minutes ago on WeChat: Good morning, Miaomiao slob.

Mo Ruanmiao smiled with crooked eyebrows, two pear dimples floated on her cheeks, and quickly typed out a line of words with her fingers flying: Brother, good afternoon.

After thinking about it, he typed out the words "I like you so much" and sent it.

After sending the message, he immediately put the phone away.

The accident happened in an instant. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stepped on a skateboard and quickly brushed past Mo Ruanmiao. The boy's arm accidentally hit his arm, and Mo Ruanmiao's heart jumped. He leaned forward, and staggered on his feet.

The boy quickly stopped, trotted over and apologized to Mo Ruanmiao anxiously.

Mo Ruanmiao guessed that the other party didn't do it on purpose, and she had nothing to do, so she said with crooked eyebrows, "It's okay, just don't be so fast next time."

The young man apologized again with a face of embarrassment, and left only after confirming that Mo Ruanmiao was really fine.

The young man disappeared around the corner. Mo Ruanmiao took a few steps forward and stopped. He frowned and raised his hand to rub his lower abdomen. It seemed to be in pain. He wondered if it was because he vomited too much in the morning.

He stood for 2 minutes and the pain disappeared. Mo Ruanmiao felt that he might need to eat less and more frequently, or he could make a small request to ask Aunt Wang to put some lemon juice in the pastry.