When Chu Yunyao woke up, it was already late at night, there was a candle flame burning in the bedroom, Mo Lingyuan was sitting at the table to review the documents, and a few slight coughs occasionally came from the silent bedroom.

Mo Lingyuan raised his eyes, glanced at the bed, and saw that Chu Yunyao had already woken up and was looking at him, hurriedly threw away the pen, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and held her hand: "What do you think?" Does it still hurt? Hungry or not? There's porridge in the food box, and I'll bring it to you. ”

Chu Yunyao's eyes were empty, staring at him for a moment, and suddenly said, "Ling Yuan, I had a nightmare just now. ”

Mo Lingyuan's ink pupils turned slightly, did not answer her words, and was silent.

Chu Yunyao's hand stretched out from the futon and tightened his clothes, "Ling Yuan, I dreamed that Jinyu was dead. ”

She looked into his eyes and tugged at the corners of her pale, bloodless lips: "Isn't this nightmare terrifying?" ”

Mo Lingyuan looked at her and laughed more uncomfortably than crying, her throat was choked, her breath was blocked in her throat, and even her breathing was painful.

"Yun Yao." Mo Lingyuan leaned over and stroked her cheek with his fingertips, "You have just given birth, and Dr. Zhang said that your body is too weak, you need to recuperate well, and it is best to sit for two months."

Don't think about anything else. ”

Chu Yunyao raised her eyebrows, "What about Jinyu?" ”

“......”

"Where's my brother?"

“......”

"Will you let him come and see me?"

"Yun Yao." Mo Lingyuan gritted his teeth: "People can't be resurrected after death, let's mourn!" ”

Chu Yunyao's widening eyes were filled with tears in an instant, surging out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Chu Yunyao turned her eyes as black as ink, staring at the top of the gauze tent, "I obviously changed his heart, he has already recovered, how can he die?"

How could he be such a kind, gentle, and such a good person, how could he die.

He's my brother......"

Chu Yunyao desperately recalled the words that Mo Jinyu said before he died, and his heart twitched: If there is really reincarnation in this world, I hope that in the next life or the next life, you can really be your brother who is connected by blood.

spoil you all your life, protect you, and don't let you be hurt and wronged at all......

I hope that when I meet you in my next life, I will be in good health, and like my eldest brother, I will have the ability to protect you......

Chu Yunyao was so crying that she was about to suffocate her breath.

In the previous life, she grew up under the protection and pampering of her brother, her brother, who was in good health, had outstanding ability, made extraordinary moves, and was obedient to her, like a jewel, and she had not suffered the slightest injury and grievance......

He is clearly her older brother in her last life.

It took her a long time to find this person, why was it suddenly gone?

said that he wanted to grow old together, why did he suddenly leave her?

How the hell did he die?

Whose knife is it? What happened?

Mo Lingyuan looked at her crying uncontrollably, and hugged her: "Yun Yao, don't cry, if you cry too much in the confinement, your eyes will cry blind, Jinyu is such a kind person, if he has a spirit in the sky, he would never want to see you like this......

I know you're grief-stricken, and I'm feeling bad......"

In Chu Yunyao's heart, Mo Jinyu is her own brother.

But in his heart, Mo Jinyu is his own brother who has no second heart.

Mo Jinyu is indifferent to fame and fortune, but she is full of enthusiasm.

In order to avoid suspicion, he always refused to take over the rights he gave him, but he accompanied him as a staff member and took all the responsibilities.

After getting along for a long time, even Duan Changyu and Mu Qing have changed their impression of him, and they are impressed by his character, for Mo Jinyu's sake, everyone has turned a blind eye to what his mother Qin Zhirou did in the past, and has been a lot more tolerant......