Jun Mo Yan still did not respond to Shangguan Yu.

Everything that should be said has been said, seeing that Jun Moyan is in a bad mood, Shangguan Yu is not good to say anything more about him, anyway, as long as the little guy is fine.

At dinner time, the little guy woke up, Jun Moyan sat on the edge of the bed, although his eyes were looking at him, but he didn't know when he was distracted, he didn't even come back to his senses when the little guy opened his eyes and woke up, still emptying his eyes and brain.

At this time, it was already half dark, Jun Moyan didn't turn on the light for fear of disturbing the little guy's sleep, and the room was a little dim.

The little guy looked at Jun Moyan who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, and he didn't notice that he was in a daze at first, the room was a little dark, and Jun Moyan's figure was also melted into the darkness, and he couldn't see clearly.

The little guy looked at it for a while, only to see that Jun Moyan was eyes open, and he was looking at himself, and then he knew that he was in a daze.

He looked at Jun Mo Yan for a while, but Jun Mo didn't notice that he woke up, still in a daze, out of concentration.

The little guy doesn't like to see Jun Moyan like this, Jun Moyan's quiet appearance, the appearance of not being able to see himself, and this dark room, as if everything is full of sadness.

The little one didn't like it very much.

He called Jun Moyan out loud: "Dad." ”

Jun Mo Yan suddenly woke up, and there was a god in his eyes immediately.

"Wake up." Jun Moyan looked at him, then raised his hand to turn on the light in the room.

The sudden light made the little one's eyes a little uncomfortable, and he rubbed his eyes, and then got up from the bed.

The little guy sat on the bed and looked at Jun Moyan, as if he hadn't woken up a little bit, and he didn't look energetic.

Jun Moyan stretched out his hand to him, and the little guy stood up and walked up to him.

Jun Moyan grabbed one of his small hands, held it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it lightly, and asked, "Does it still hurt in your body?" ”

The little guy shook his head, he looked at Jun Mo Yan, thinking of his appearance just now, his eyes flashed, and his small mouth followed and slurped twice, and then he whispered to Jun Mo Yan with some fear:

"Was Dad just thinking about Mommy?"

Jun Mo Yan's expression was slightly condensed, and the action of rubbing the little guy's little hand stopped, he looked at the little guy, and saw the nervousness and expectation in his eyes.

An An is really a sensible child who makes him feel distressed and blames himself.

He is only three years old, he still has a lot of words and many things that he still can't understand, but when facing him, he is careful everywhere, considers his feelings, and even knows how to look at his face and do things.

Obviously, he knows better than anyone that he owes the child, but Jun Moyan, who is like ashes, is really powerless, he can't even take care of himself, he doesn't know how long he hasn't laughed.

"Is An An hungry?" He asked.

Jun Mo Yan avoided talking about it, the little guy was full of loss, but he didn't dare to show it, just nodded obediently.

"Daddy takes you to dinner." Jun Moyan carried him to the edge of the bed and sat down, then picked up the shoes on the ground and put them on for him.

He got up with the little one in his arms, went out of the room, and went downstairs.

Before the meal was ready, Jun Moyan took the little guy to sit on the sofa in the hall, he poured a glass of water for the little guy to drink, and then pulled up the sleeve of the little guy to check the bruises on his body.

"Where's Shangguan?" Jun Moyan casually asked Tsing Yi who came in.

Shangguan Yu didn't go back to the army, he stayed here all the time, saying that he would wait for the little guy to wake up, and the person was still there for the first ten minutes, but he just went out to answer a phone call, and the person didn't come back.

I don't know if it's urgent.