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Over the years, Shan Ting has changed several cars, but only the music on the car has never changed.

Because these songs are all someone's favorite.

When the familiar melody echoed in the car, all the memories poured out in an instant.

Bai Mo's hand wanted to turn off the music several times, because the memories were too sweet and the reality was too bitter.

However, in the end, he unconsciously hummed along with the music.

Humming and humming, the tears fell again, so silent.

But it cut a series of burning scars on his face.

Single-thunder villa

This is Bai Mo's second time stepping here after five years.

It's been five years, and nothing has changed here.

Everything he likes, it's there.

Shan Ting carried Bai Mo directly into the bedroom.

This was Bai Mo's previous room, everything he was familiar with, but it was different......

Because of the last time he left this room, he and Shan Ting quarreled fiercely.

It was the first time he lost his temper with his uncle and threw everything he could.

And the things he fell are now in their original positions.

There are just traces of patchwork......

Bai Mo smiled, no matter how much things are repaired, there are traces.

Just like feelings, if they are broken, they are broken, and the traces of repairs are still there.

Shan Ting directly carried Bai Mo into the bathroom, put him on the sink, and then began to drain the water.

Bai Mo's body leaned against the wall a little weakly, watching Shan Ting's action of releasing water.

Cold and a little purple mouth trembling. I shook a few times, but I didn't speak.

Shan Ting finished the water, and when he got up, he saw Bai Mo squinting at him.

There were some complicated emotions in those warm eyes.

"Take a hot shower and don't fall asleep."

Shan Ting was about to leave after speaking, and there was some restraint in his eyes.

Bai Mo didn't speak, still leaning there, looking at the heat in the bathtub.

Bai Mo's mouth opened and he said, "Uncle, let's wash together!" ”

But there was no sound when he said this, but his mouth moved.

When the bathroom door was closed, Bai Mo smiled, laughed and laughed and cried again.

The scene five years ago appeared in front of my eyes.

That night, he said this to Shan Ting.

took off his clothes, Bai Mo soaked himself in the bathtub, and his body instantly warmed up.

Bai Mo leaned against the edge of the bathtub and fell asleep groggily.

When Shan Ting came over after taking a shower and changing his clothes, Bai Mo hadn't come out yet.

Shan Ting called a few times at the bathroom door, but there was no response.

Shan Ting directly pushed open the door and walked in, and what he saw was that Bai Mo was asleep, and his warm face was slightly flushed.

"Damn." Shan Ting walked over and touched Bai Mo's forehead, feverish.

Straight out of the tub.

The water in the bathtub was already cold, but Bai Mo's body was hot.

Shan Ting put Bai Mo on the bed and wrapped it in a quilt and called the family doctor.

When he wiped Bai Mo's body, Shan Ting's gloomy eyes were full of fire.

His hands trembled slightly, and after he changed his clothes, the bed was no longer sleepable.

Shan Ting carried him back to his bedroom.

Because of the rain, the family doctor came a little slowly.

Bai Mo, who was in a coma, whispered.

Shan Ting couldn't hear what he was saying.

Bai Mo shrank as if he was in pain.

Shan Ting held Bai Mo's hand and said in a dumb voice, "Xiaomo, uncle is here." ”

"Quietly...... Quietly ......"

Getting close to Bai Mo, Shan Ting heard clearly that Bai Mo was calling Qin Xian's name......