"This should have been caused by an injury five years ago." Long Qingyue explained.

"Where is mom now? I want to see her, is that okay?" Mu Li asked anxiously.

Long Qingyue hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to agree to her son's request.

"Dad, I just want to see my mother. I really miss her." Mu Li's eyes filled with tears again. No matter how smart he is, he is just a child, a child of just over five years old, a child in urgent need.

Mother's child.

"I want...Mom too!" Mianmian suddenly stretched out her little hand to grab her father's clothes and said with a tight little face.

Long Qingyue closed her eyes in discomfort, stretched out her hands to hug the two children into her arms, and said with choked sobs, "Okay, let's win mom back together."

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Inside the hospital.

The back of Ling Shaobai's hand was bloody and bloody, but he couldn't feel it at all. Gu Zhirou took his hand and carefully applied the medicine to him, while tears kept falling.

After carefully bandaging his hand, she raised her head and looked at the absent-minded man in front of her and said, "Shaobai, let's break up."

Ling Shaobai suddenly came back to his senses when he heard this, looked at her with complicated eyes, and said, "Zhirou, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!