Chapter 793 The original hero is a woman? twenty two

  Looking at the closed door in front of him, Gong Yi was embarrassed for a moment, but now that he had seen someone, the tension in his heart was slightly lessened.

   "Yang..." paused, "Ye'er, open the door, it's me."

  Close the door in the room, and Yang Yueye, who was leaning on the door, heard the sound of "Ye Er", and shook her body, only feeling a chill welling up in her heart.

   "Why did the Lord God come to this small world?" Yang Yueye asked in a cold voice as he leaned against the door.

   "I...Of course I'm here to pick you up." Gong Yi reached out and knocked on the door again, "Can you open the door?"

   "Home?" Hearing this word, Yang Yueye froze for a moment.

  Quick time travel, it is indeed her home.

   "I will go back after completing the task, Lord God, go back." Yang Yueye closed her eyes, leaned her head against the door, and said coldly.

   No one, can take the child away from her.

   "You, open the door, we'll talk face to face." Gong Yi said, and knocked on the door again.

  Yang Yueye didn't speak any more, but got up straight from the door, and walked into the house.

  Gong Yi naturally heard the sound of footsteps inside, and hearing the sound of footsteps getting further away inside, Gong Yi only felt a cool feeling in his heart.

  Standing at the door for a while, I heard the sound of breaking wind behind me.

   "Who are you?" With a cold voice, Gong Yi felt a trace of killing intent.

  Turning around, waving the sleeve, knocking the sword out of Shuangxue's hand, "I'm Chen'er's old friend, and I know the girl inside."

  …

   Not knowing about the Prince's Mansion, on the other side, Mo Chen came to a snowy field.

  There was a vast snowfield everywhere, Mo Chen frowned slightly, and then stepped into the depths of the snowfield.

  There is a formation in this snowfield, so his aura disappears here.

  Mo Chen didn't hesitate, and walked directly into the formation.

  …

   "Chenchen, don't cry, mom is just going to find your dad." The woman on the hospital bed stretched out her frail hand and wiped away the tears of the child beside the bed.

  Beside the bed stood a child about seven or eight years old, holding a doll in one hand, and tightly holding the woman's hand on the bed with the other. He didn't say a word, but his eyes were red.

   "Chenchen." There were tears on the woman's face, but her expression was calm, with some reluctance in her eyes.

   "I've already called your Uncle Mo, from now on you have to listen to Uncle Mo and don't cause trouble for him..."

  The woman on the bed was still chattering, but she was saying her last words.

  Mo Chen still didn't speak, but just held Yuan's mother's hand.

   After a while, Mo Chen said with difficulty, "No... Uncle Mo."

Hearing her voice, Yuan's mother froze for a moment, "My child, it is mother who is sorry for you. You don't have to be a boy anymore, but be a girl well. Unfortunately, mother can't see that Chenchen of our family has become a little princess." ..." As he spoke, two more lines of tears came from the corners of his eyes.

  Mo Chen didn't speak again, but let Yuan's mother lead her and stood quietly.

  Yuan's mother saw that she no longer spoke or spoke, but caressed Mo Chen's face.

  Mo Chen stood beside the bed, letting Yuan's mother caress her.

  Yuan's mother was lying on the bed, caressing Mo Chen's face carefully, as if in this way, she could always remember Mo Chen's appearance.

  Feeling that the force on his face was getting weaker and weaker, Mo Chen stood upright, motionless.

   After a while, seeing that Mama Yuan didn't move, she stretched out her hand and put Mama Yuan's hand down.

   Didn't cry, didn't make a fuss, just calm and scary.

   Walk slowly to the bed and ring the bell.

   Soon, a doctor came in.

   After a commotion, Mama Yuan was sent to the emergency room.

  Mo Chen hugged a rag doll, walked slowly to the door of the emergency room, and then stared blankly at the door of the emergency room.

  …

   "Are the family members here? Sign the death certificate." A doctor came out with the certificate and looked around.

die? Did you go to a far away place like your father?

  Mo Chen walked up to the doctor and tugged at the doctor's white coat.

  The doctor's eyes flashed with surprise, "Are you a family member?"

   Mo Chen tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded.

   "Okay, sign here." The doctor handed the certificate to Mo Chen.

  Mo Chen looked at the certificate in his hand, and caught the word death in his eyes.

   His pupils shrunk slightly, and he stood there in a daze without moving.

  Seeing this, the doctor froze for a moment, and was about to speak when he heard hurried footsteps, and the doctor glanced sideways.

   I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes.

   "Doctor, is there Ms. Mo Weiwei?" There was a hint of urgency in her tone.

   "Yes, but unfortunately, Ms. Mo has passed away." The doctor apologized to the man.

  The man was clearly prepared, but there was still a trace of pain in his eyes.

   When he looked down, he found a child looking up at him.

  Calm and indifferent, as if the person who died had nothing to do with her.

   "Chenchen, I'm your elder brother Mo." Mo Yao tried his best to look good.

  Mo Chen just glanced at Mo Yao, then looked away, holding the doll in his hand, and bowed his head.

  Mo Yao also knew about Mo Chen's situation, but he didn't expect that the other party was so indifferent.

  …

  After the doctor left, Mo Yao squatted down so that he was at the same height as Mo Chen.

   "Chenchen, I'm your brother Mo, will you live with my brother from now on?" Mo Yao looked at Mo Chen and said.

  Mo Chen ignored Mo Yao, but continued to play with the doll in his arms.

  Mo Yao "..." I feel that I am not as attractive as a rag doll.

  Mo Yao tentatively took Mo Chen's hand.

  Mo Chen's expression flickered, then he raised his eyes and looked straight at Mo Yao, as if he didn't understand why Mo Yao suddenly grabbed his hand.

   Seeing that Mo Chen was not struggling, Mo Yao picked her up and let her sit in his arms.

   Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously hugged Mo Yao's neck with his free hand, but he didn't let go of the hand holding the doll.

   Mo Yao was a little depressed, but still left with Mo Chen in his arms.

  …

  The screen changed, and the girl was already ten years old.

  Mo Yao took Mo Chen's hand and strolled in the garden, "Chen Chen, have you been obedient these days when my brother is away?"

   Mo Chen tilted his head slightly and looked at Mo Yao, with nothing but clean and pure eyes in his eyes.

  Mo Yao reached out and rubbed Mo Chen's head, his eyes were soft, "Chen Chen..." When will you recover your memory.

  Mo Chen raised his head, looked at Mo Yao's movements, with a trace of doubt in his clear eyes, stared at Mo Yao for a long while, and then lowered his head again.

  …

   "Chenchen, don't cry, I'm fine." Lying on the hospital bed, Mo Yao reached out and rubbed Mo Chen beside the bed.

  Mo Chen's eyes were red, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, he looked straight at Mo Yao, "It's fine."

   Mo Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, "What did you say?"

   "You...be well."

   Mo Yao's eyes flashed with joy, and he stretched out his hand to rub Mo Chen's head, "Okay, brother must be fine."

   Mo Chen lowered his head again and did not speak again.

   But this was enough to make Mo Yao happy for a long time, so he reached out and rubbed Mo Chen's head again.

   The modern period is something deep in Mo Chen’s memory, and it is also the story of Mo Yao and Mo Chen

   This is Mo Chen who entered the illusion array, so I remembered some past events

Good night

  

  

  (end of this chapter)