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Chapter 398 Mercy

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    The two returned home with the child. Mo Xiaoxiao guarded the child in the room without a drop of water or rice all day. Although the child was not his own, she always regarded it as her own.  The facial features of this child, if you look carefully, are seven to eight points similar to Gu Qingshui. Mo Xiaoxiao always feels that this child is the same as the Gu Qingshui she met for the first time back then.

    Innocent, innocent, kind and bright like the sun.

    When the lights came on, it was getting late before I knew it, and it was getting dark. Mo Xiaoxiao has been staying in the room since she came back from the hospital, never leaving a single step.

    Later, Xiao Er was worried about Mo Xiaoxiao, so she made a bowl of chicken soup and sent it to her room.

    Pushing open the door, I saw Mo Xiaoxiao sitting beside the bed in a daze, her eyes were dull, her expression was heavy, and she didn't know what she was thinking, just quietly watching the sleeping child.

    "Miss, let's eat something. I made some chicken soup for you. It's very nourishing. It's good for you if you eat it."

    Xiao Er just finished the hot chicken soup, and walked slowly to her side, talking to her in a soft voice.

    Mo Xiaoxiao looked a little heavy after a year of exhaustion, she didn't even raise her head, she just shook her head: "Xiao'er, you can go there first, I don't want to eat yet."

    Xiao Er shook her head, looked at her and continued: "Miss, you haven't eaten for a whole day. How can your body bear it? Your health is not very good. You should eat a little first, and let me take care of it."  Is he okay?"

    Mo Xiaoxiao covered the sleeping child with a quilt again, with a loving expression on her face, she looked very much like a mother.

    "Xiao'er, I have to guard her all the time. He is the hope of my family. He was entrusted to me by others listening to the noble family. I can't let myself break my promise."

    Mo Xiaoxiao's voice was as light as a mosquito, with some tiredness in it.

    Xiao Er looked at Mo Xiaoxiao who was exhausted but stubborn: "Miss, I'm afraid you are not afraid of breaking your promise. Because he is Gu Qingshui's child, so you care about him. Miss, you care too much about that part."  Love and righteousness, people who value love and righteousness spend their whole lives thinking of others, never thinking of themselves, it is very tiring to do so."

    Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head with a slightly heavy expression: "Forget it, no matter what, I have to treat him well. He has no mother or father now. I understand the feeling of being helpless since childhood. I just don't want to  Let a young child like you bear it again, just like the unfortunate experience I suffered in my childhood."

    She stared at the child intently. For some reason, she seemed to see her former self from him.

    His father passed away early when he was a child, and his mother was also missing, and he was not by his side. He was just a lonely child who was dependent on others and had no love or care.

    No matter what you do, you have to carefully watch other people's faces and act, it's really uncomfortable.

    It's like I am a weed that grows freely in the wilderness. I have to bear the wind and the sun, and I have no one to rely on. No matter what I do, I have to become stronger by myself.  Own.

    Whenever I see someone else's house, the whole family is happy and happy, the sadness and loneliness come to my heart. The bitter feeling is still fresh in my memory, and it still comes to my heart from time to time.  It is a feeling like eating coptis.

    There is no empathy in this world, only unbelievers can be more considerate and understand the unfortunate.

    When lucky people see miserable people complaining about suffering, they just think she is hypocritical and moaning without illness.

    Xiao Er looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's expression of looking at death as if he was at home, was silent for a while, and continued: "But Miss, even if you guard him day and night like this, his illness will not recover. After all, Miss you  It's not a doctor, even the doctor can't do anything now, what else can I do?"

    "I just want him to be in pain, you can open your eyes and see someone taking care of yourself, so that her lonely heart can feel that there are others who care about her. Maybe I can't treat him.  His illness, but I can do my best to treat his cold heart."

    Mo Xiaoxiao spoke heavily while stroking the child's slightly hot face.

    Xiao Er had nothing to say, so he put the chicken soup on the table and went out.

    I don't know how long the time has passed, Mo Xiaoxiao has been guarding by the bed, unconsciously fell asleep.

    She had a dream.

    DreamSeeing that she was barefoot and wearing thin clothes, walking in a snow-capped world of ice and snow, where there was heavy snow like goose feathers, and the cold wind was howling, which made her shiver from the cold, and the icy coolness came from under her feet.  She felt as cold as an ice cube, from the outside to the inside, she even felt that her internal organs were trembling with cold.

    Suddenly, a heavy feeling came over my body, and my whole body gradually warmed up, as if the unbridled cold wind was no longer so insolent.

    Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up from the dream, and the clothes she was wearing immediately slipped to the ground.

    "What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"

    Mo Xiaoxiao hadn't reacted yet, but felt that her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't see anything clearly, then she heard a gentle and familiar voice again.

    Yang Zhe gently picked up the coat that had slipped from the ground, and put it on her again.

    "Brother" Mo Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes, and then she saw the person in front of her clearly, "Brother, why did you come in?"

    Yang Zhe smiled lightly, took a chair from the side and put it in front of the bed, and sat down on the chair casually.

    "What's the matter, the temperature dropped so badly at night, why do you wear so little clothes, and don't go to bed, you will catch a cold if you sleep in such a drowsy place here." Yang Zhe didn't directly respond to her words, but asked gently  with.

    Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, tightened her thick coat again, sniffed her nose, and then said slowly: "Xi'er is sick, and the doctor can't say anything about this kind of disease. It can only be maintained temporarily, but it can't be cured.  , and may get sick anytime, anywhere, I am worried, so I just stay by his side all the time."

    "You stepmother is quite satisfactory." Yang Zhe smiled, patted her head, and said jokingly.

    Mo Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly to sullenness, and she rolled her eyes at him: "Brother, it's already this time, and you are still in the mood to joke. Now that he has this disease, I am really worried about him."

    Yang Zhe slowly lowered his raised Erlang legs, resting his chin with one hand, looking a bit uninhibited, he stared intently at her eyes and said: "He is a child of the Gu family, and the harm the Gu family has done to you, even if it is to let you  All of them are doomed, and you can't forgive them like this. Why are you talking about it now, and it's over if you just say it lightly? You still take care of their children so sincerely, Xiaoxiao, I really can't see it more and more  I see you."

    Mo Xiaoxiao was silent for a while suddenly, she turned her head to look at the child who was sleeping peacefully, and sighed softly: "I didn't forgive the Gu family, and I don't have the right to forgive them on behalf of the dead, I just replace me  I forgave them, no matter how many grievances and grievances were difficult to resolve and let go, but after all, the child is innocent, he is innocent, he knows nothing, this is not a kind of sympathy, but a kind of empathy."

    "How to say?" Yang Zhe continued to ask with a puzzled face.

    "I said that I saw me in him when I was young, do you believe it?" Mo Xiaoxiao turned her head and stared into his eyes with a serious expression on her face, "I know you may not believe it, because I and  His life experience is completely two concepts. He was born as a young master with rich clothes and good food, and I was just a child who was dependent on others and no one loved him. It seems that we are completely different, but we share the same fate.  , he was happy at the beginning, but there is no way to know the following days, and I was unlucky from the beginning, but fortunately, the cloud opened and the moon was bright, but before that, he and I were also two  A sympathetic man."

    "So, is this why you sympathize with him?" Yang Zhe looked at her quietly and asked earnestly.

    Mo Xiaoxiaoyun said to him calmly: "It doesn't matter if you have sympathy or empathy. I think, I will treat him well. Is it out of a responsibility or my own pity." (Remember this site's website address.  : www.hlnovel.com
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