Sitting on the train, Mo Qiuxi takes her mother's arm and leans her head on it, especially relying on sticky.

Momu will take the incubator open, inside is porridge, and cooked sweet potato.

"When you come here in a hurry, you will bring what you have not finished in the evening. It's a long journey. You can cushion your stomach and go home, and your mother will make delicious food for you."

Mo autumn pity choked nodded, and then began to eat up.

She didn't eat all night, but her mother made it delicious.

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve. Mom will make you all the chicken, fish, big bones that your father bought, and the eggplant cakes that you like."

"Well, it's good to have a mother."

Momu listened to this sentence, and she was very unhappy. She almost couldn't help crying again, "eat quickly, we don't want to be unhappy. Your father and I just want to be happy, ah..."

As long as her daughter didn't say to do stupid things, she felt that everything was OK and she could live a good life. Moreover, her daughter was not bad. She was sensible and learned well since she was a child. In order to reduce the burden on her and her father, she all got scholarships.

In the eyes of their parents, children are excellent and good.

Mo Qiu Xi nodded, even for her parents, she would not do stupid things.

Back home, it's early in the morning, but the stranger's family is not sleepy.

Momo's mother cooks for Momo Qiuxi, while Momo's father sits on the sofa drinking tea. It seems that he is also in some melancholy mood.

After dinner, Mo Qiuxi fell asleep in bed.

It's still warm at home.

The next new year's Eve, firecrackers are set off everywhere, hot and noisy, but Mo Qiuxi feels that his heart is missing a piece.

My mother and father found that her daughter's face was very pale all the time, and she didn't know whether she was malnourished or not.

They want to take Mo Qiuxi to the hospital, but Mo Qiuxi is not willing.

Until the morning of new year's day, there was a new year's call at home. Mo Qiuxi couldn't help listening, but there was no call from Wen Qingzhu.

Mo Qiu Xi, the corners of his mouth are full of bitter radians.

Mom and Dad don't know what their daughter is going to do.

If Qiu Xi really conflicts with Wen Qingzhu and goes back to his mother's house, according to the truth, Wen Qingzhu's child should make a phone call or come to pick up Qiu Xi himself.

If we don't take it back, are we not going to pass it?

When the parents of the heart head anxious, but see autumn Xi look wrong, also dare not ask.

Especially the family to new year's greetings, always can't help but ask a few more, Momo will find a reason to prevaricate in the past.

Until the second day of the lunar new year, Mo Qiuxi didn't receive any information from Wen Qingzhu.

Even if her cell phone is gone or broken, he can call home.

But no.

Mo Qiuxi thinks that she is very strange. She knows something clearly, and it's time to give up. But why does she still have feelings for Wen Qingzhu in her heart?

She can also see the worried eyes of her parents and the strange eyes of her relatives.

Mo Qiuxi gave two letters to his parents in the morning of the third day of junior high school, "Mom and Dad, this one is for Wen Qingzhu. If he finds it, you give it to him. If he doesn't find it, you don't have to find him."

"Qiu Xi, who are you?"

"Mom and Dad, listen to me first. This letter is for my good friend Xie Yan'er. If she comes, you can give it to her for me. She is a very good friend of mine."

The father and mother were confused. They didn't know what the child meant?