She walked into the room and saw him like this. She reached out and hugged his waist from behind, pressing her small face against his back, but she did not dare to disturb him.
"Cheng." Mo Yanchen's throat moved as he reached out to hold her hands that were intertwined on her abdomen.""I'm starting to miss my mom. "
"Today, Grandpa looked for me and said that she might be involved in many things. I don't want to get involved. I think she's so well-educated and polite, so why do these people have to come and destroy such a beautiful thing?"
He didn't understand. He couldn't figure out what had happened back then. Now, he felt more and more that he had been dragged into it.
