"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 259 Young Master and Bodyguard

According to the data, that day has become my nightmare in my previous life. In the past ten years, it has not eased with the passage of time. Instead, it has become more and more clear in Mo Chi's mind. Tortured him again.

During the rainy season, there is a rare sunny day in a month, and even with the rain, the damp room has already begun to have a faint musty smell.

After a week of rain, it finally ushered in a long-lost sunny day on Sunday.

Mother Mo dried the damp clothes and quilts at home on the osmanthus tree outside the door early in the morning, and when she left, she specifically told Mo Chi not to forget to collect them later.

Mo Chi nodded in agreement. He will be an official junior high school student tomorrow. When Mo's mother and Mo's father were going out, they begged them to buy him a cool schoolbag, and the couple nodded in agreement.

So Mo Chi waited and waited happily, from dawn to dusk, and from dusk until the moon was bright and the stars were thin, but his parents never came back.

Time was passing by bit by bit, and during the long wait, Mo Chi suddenly felt uneasy, as if his heart was tightly held by a pair of invisible hands, which made him feel faintly suffocated.

Mo Chi wanted to go out to find his parents, but the moment he locked the door, he heard the sound of police sirens from far to near. It was so ear-piercing that each sound seemed to pierce a person's eardrum.

The narrow and uneven concrete floor was occupied by police cars, and the neighbors who used to pass by without stopping were all crowded outside Mo Chi's house, staring at him with theater-watching eyes. Home, the expression on his numb face is now vivid.

Mo Chi looked at the officer in uniform in front of him, the other's mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what the man was talking about, his parents were in a car accident, the rescue failed, and the body was in the No.1 civilian hospital...

Mo Chi couldn't remember the details of that day, he only remembered being carried into the car by an uncle, and then taken to the hospital amidst the siren of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

That night, the moonlight was bright and the stars in the sky were beautiful. Mo Chi saw the dead bodies of his parents covered by a white cloth in the cold morgue.

A doctor stepped forward and handed him a seawater-stained schoolbag with a Superman pattern on it. It was the schoolbag he had always wanted, but was not willing to buy because it was too expensive.

Overnight, Mo Chi, who was only 12 years old, lost the two people who loved him the most in the world. From now on, no one will scold him for being ignorant and cook him all kinds of delicious food at the same time. No one would come back from work every day covered in stinky sweat, regardless of his dislike, and smear his stinky sweat all over his body.

For the first time, 12-year-old Mo Chi knew that what the teacher said in class was like crying without tears.

Numbly, with the help of the police and a few well-meaning neighbors, he cremated his parents' bodies and sent them off for the last time, then passed out at the gate of the cemetery.

When he woke up, besides the white ceiling in front of his eyes, he also saw a man in a black suit, who was making a phone call with his back turned to him. In the quiet ward, the voice of the person on the other side of the phone came through the receiver clearly. It was spread, and it was because of this that Mo Chi found out the real cause of his parents' death.

In order to save the eight-year-old son who was kidnapped by the Yun Group, Mo's father and Mo's mother, who were driving a tricycle, quietly followed the kidnappers on the way to transfer the hostages, and then they were discovered. The kidnappers drove the van and took the two together. The car crashed down a cliff tens of meters high, and under the cliff was a rough sea.

Because of their reporting to the police, the kidnapped child was finally rescued, and the criminals were caught. Only his parents were left in the icy sea forever.

After being discharged from the hospital, Mo Chi saw the man in the hospital again on the second day after returning home. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, expensive clothes, and his proud and noble aura was incompatible with this place.

The man showed his identity and simply explained his purpose of coming here, never mentioning the fact that Mochi's parents died trying to save his son, and expressed his willingness to sponsor him until he graduated from college and provide him with a job with a good income.

Mo Chi didn't say a word, his dark eyes just stared quietly at the expressionless man in front of him.

His parents died because of his son, but the other party showed no guilt or apology. The seeds of hatred were so quietly planted, and then in the castle like in a fairy tale, he saw the eight-year-old, who looked like Like an angel, Yun Chushi, who smiled carefreely, completely took root.

Mo Chi, who lost his parents, did not hate the world, but hated Yunchu's family, especially Yunchu, who was only a child at the time. His idea was very simple. If it was not because of Yunchu, his parents would not have died. All the pain was brought to him by the other party.

Parents are still sinking in the cold sea and haven't rested yet, but the culprit is living such a happy and reckless life, how unfair!

It has almost become Mo Chi's obsession to let them also experience the pain of losing their loved ones, and to let those who make mistakes get the punishment they deserve.

Because of his lack of age and strength, Mo Chi chose to forbear. In ten years, he has become almost paranoid. With the help of the Yun family, he has continuously strengthened himself, and when he is strong enough to stand on his own, he is willing to become Yun Chu's son. The personal bodyguard, taking advantage of the other party's secret love for him and infinite compromise, hurt him time and time again, until he wanted to take the boy's life.

The last assassination incident was the first time Mochi implemented his plan and failed, and now he is here.

Bending down and sweeping the takeaway box into the trash can from the peeling wooden table, Mo Chi sat down on the sofa beside him, holding a can of beer in his hand, pulled the pull ring off with one hand, and raised his head. Drank wildly.

He spent almost every day when he couldn't get close to the hospital. All the layouts in the house remained the same as when Mo's father and Mo's mother were there. The small color TV was playing TV programs, and snowflakes flickered on the screen from time to time. It shows that it has not much life.

Mo Chi picked up the remote control panel on the side and tuned to the local news channel. Then, at a glance, he saw the host on TV talking about the sensational assassination not long ago. The Yunchu completely woke up from the coma this morning.

In the hospital, the originally quiet ward was full of people at the moment. The doctor in front of the bed put away the stethoscope in his hand, then turned around and synchronized his movements behind him. They all looked at his Yun family nervously, showing a comforting smile : "Young Master's health is fine, and he will be hospitalized for observation for a period of time, and he can be discharged if there is no problem."