Chapter 821 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 823

Bai Mo will be hungry when he wakes up.

Bai Mo's fever has subsided, but he coughed when he woke up.

Shan Ting stroked his back, but he blocked it with his hand.

Bai Mo was in pain. He sat in the cemetery for too long yesterday and had a fever.

Now his whole body was sore and painful, as if it was about to fall apart.

Looking at the clothes on his body, Bai Mo rubbed his head and then got off the bed from the other side.

His body was very weak, but he was not unable to walk.

Shan Ting watched Bai Mo walk around the bed, go to the bathroom, and then walk into the cloakroom.

The clothes here were still the ones he wore a few years ago.

Because he was used to wearing white, the styles were similar and he could still wear them.

Bai Mo changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom in front of Shan Ting.

Shan Ting, who was sitting on the bed, clenched his fists tightly.

When Bai Mo reached the stairs, his arm was grabbed by Shan Ting.

"I asked the kitchen to cook something you like to drink..." Shan Ting was patient and talked to Bai Mo with temper.

After not sleeping for a night and worrying about Bai Mo, Shan Ting's voice was very hoarse.

"Don't bother me." However, Bai Mo spoke and interrupted Shan Ting's words directly.

Shan Ting's jaw was tightly clenched, and the hand that was pinching Bai Mo's arm also increased its strength.

Bai Mo frowned slightly because of being pinched...

"Don't bother me", how hurtful and alienating these words are.

"This is also your home." These words came out of Shan Ting's mouth with gritted teeth.

Some words echoed in Shan Ting's ears.

"Uncle, let's go home..."

"Uncle, it's still warm at home..."

"Uncle, do you think it's good to keep this at home..."

At that time, Bai Mo was particularly attached to him. He used to come to live with him during holidays.

Later, he simply lived with him and said that this was his home...

Bai Mo didn't speak, but tried to pull his hand out with a little force.

However, Shan Ting held it tighter.

"I take back what I said five years ago..." Then Shan Ting spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Which sentence?" Bai Mo's warm lips curled up, and he smiled sadly.

Although Bai Mo was smiling, his body was trembling slightly.

Five years ago, so many things happened, and so many words were said, which sentence?

He didn't remember, didn't remember...

But, there was a sentence floating out of his mind.

"Xiao Mo, I'm no longer your uncle in the future... You should move out today!"

Yes, it was this sentence, spoken by Shan Ting.

What was his expression at that time?

Bai Mo remembered it very clearly, he was like a child who had done something wrong.

Standing there blankly, looking at his uncle in confusion...

"Can you take back what you said? Even if you glued those broken things together, there will still be traces."

Bai Mo's words were warm and cold.

The blue veins on Shan Ting's forehead bulged, and even the blue veins on his arms bulged.

There was a look of forbearance in those gloomy eyes.

"Shan Ting, let go!" Bai Mo's eyes were full of cold and alienated colors.

Bai Mo's voice is very pleasant, and the words "Shan Ting" sound especially pleasant when spoken from his mouth.

"I'll take you home after dinner." Shan Ting did not let go, he was restraining his impulse.

In his cold eyes, it can be seen that he is trying his best to restrain himself.

Shan Ting's tone is very strong, as if he will not let go unless Bai Mo stays for dinner.