"No reaction?" Su Dingning frowned.

How is this possible?

Although Jiang Mo had always been very restrained on the surface, the more he acted like this, the more she felt that her son was hiding something deeper in his heart.

She wouldn't be worried if she showed it openly, but she was afraid of it and kept silent in her heart.

You never know when something like this will happen again.

Su Dingning took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down the restlessness in his heart, waved his hand and said: "I know about this, you can go down first."

"Yes." Yang Li left.

Su Dingning stood at the door for a while, then raised his hand and opened the door and went in.

What he saw was Jiang Mo sitting on the hospital bed with a calm face.

But she knew that Jiang Mo would never be calm at this moment, otherwise he would not have any reaction even when she came in.

"Xiao Mo." She walked to him, called out worriedly, raised her hand and held his hand, and said distressedly: "If you really can't let go, mom can support you."

Although Xiao Yao's status as a married woman always makes her unable to agree with her, but compared with these, nothing is as important as her own son.

If he really likes it, he can accept it.

Even if Jiang Weifeng objects, she must let him accept it.

Jiang Mo moved his fingers, and his closed eyes slowly opened, his eyes filled with indifference.

"It's all in the past and has nothing to do with me. Don't mention her in front of me again in the future."

Otherwise, if he lifts it once, he will be in pain once and there will be no relief at all.

"Okay, Mom won't mention it, but I hope you are fine."

Jiang Mo's tight thin lips moved, as if saying to Su Dingning, or more to himself: "I won't do anything stupid again, don't worry."

But how could she feel relieved?

Su Dingning was troubled in her heart, but couldn't express what she said on her face.

I could only watch helplessly, but couldn't do anything.

The next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, it seems that this is really a day of farewell.

The usually sunny weather has turned gloomy since the morning, with a steady drizzle.

As soon as I go out, I feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Yao took Xiao Mo to the train station. The place was crowded with people. Xiao Yao held Xiao Mo's hand tightly, fearing that it would be separated by accident.

With her children, she didn't dare to bring too much luggage. Most of it had been mailed in advance, and she only had a few daily necessities on hand for fear of being inconvenient when the time came.

"Mom, do we really want to leave?" Xiao Mo stood there with a small body, a small face full of sorrow, and big black eyes that looked around blankly from time to time, obviously reluctant to leave.

For Xiaomo, he was born in this city and has never left it, so naturally he is reluctant to leave.

Even Xiao Yao, who originally thought she didn't have much nostalgia for this place, felt a wave of reluctance in her heart when she was about to leave.

But you have to give it up even if you don’t want to.

Xiao Yao sighed heavily and tried to make a relaxed expression in front of the child: "Yes, the new home we chose has a very good environment, and there is also the sea. Haven't you always wanted to go to the beach? You can go there often in the future.

Let’s play.”

"I like to go to the beach, but..." Xiao Mo lowered his head, his face full of disappointment.

"Good boy, Xiao Mo, mom knows that you are reluctant to let go. After we settle down in our new home, let's come back and see if we have time."

Xiaomo thought about it and felt that this was also a good idea.

The most important thing is that although he is a small person, he also knows that he must leave today.

"Okay, let's quickly go through the security check and go to the waiting room. We'll be leaving soon."

Xiao Yao touched Xiao Mo's head and said nothing in the end. She first put her luggage through the security check, then got her own luggage at the other end. She followed the flow of people and found the waiting room where she was going to depart.

Both mother and son were waiting there.

Seeing that Xiao Mo was unhappy, Xiao Yao kept pretending to be relaxed.

Xiao Mo sat wilfully beside Xiao Yao and rested his head on her arms.

Xiao Yao could only endure the discomfort in her heart and said silently in her heart: I'm sorry, Xiaomo. When you get to a new place, you will slowly forget about this place. If you forget, you will have less worries.

She will also have a lot less worries.

Time always passed quickly. Xiao Yao only felt that she had been sitting for a while, and then she heard the announcer's voice, saying that she was about to check in and get on the bus.

It turns out that in ten minutes it will be nine o'clock.

Xiao Yao quickly held Xiao Mo with one hand and her luggage with the other, lining up with the crowd.

I watched the train ticket being marked, took it, and continued to move forward with the flow of people.

I searched all the way for the carriage number on the train ticket. After searching for a long time, I finally found it. I bent down and said to Xiao Mo: "Xiao Mo, you go up first. Stand on it and don't move. Wait for mother to come up with the salute."

Xiao Mo nodded obediently, stepped on the train and stepped on the train.

Because there was a distance between the platform and the train, Xiao Yao watched carefully all the way. After making sure that Xiao Mo had entered and stood firm, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, saluted, and prepared to go up.

My feet had already moved forward, but suddenly, a long and powerful hand stretched out from behind me.

Xiao Yao didn't see anything clearly, she just watched as the distance between her body and Xiao Mo became farther and farther.

Her body stood still on the platform again, and before she could react, she saw a somewhat familiar figure stepping into the train door, carrying her luggage in one hand and holding her child in the other, and came out neatly.

The car has already sounded the announcer's warning sound, and it will start in three minutes.

"You..." Xiao Yao stared blankly at the man in front of her, speechless.

The person who stopped her was none other than... Jiang Mo.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, he stared at her deeply, and quickly looked away.

"Uncle Mo." Xiao Mo was held by one of his hands on his waist. At this moment, the frustration on his little face was completely gone, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

Jiang Mo didn't even give Xiao Mo a look. After staring deeply at Xiao Yao, he directly held the child and luggage in one hand, turned around and left.

It wasn't until everyone was farther away that he realized what was going on, raised his feet and chased after him: "Wait a minute."

The announcement that the train was about to start sounded again in my ears.

But how could Xiao Yao care about this? Xiao Mo had already been taken away by Jiang Mo, so she had no choice but to follow him.

Jiang Mo's steps were very urgent and very long, as if he was being chased by someone, and he was not afraid at all that the woman behind him would not catch up.

"Wait for me." Xiao Yao jogged for a while before catching up with the person in front of her.

She stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Mo, but as if on purpose, Jiang Mo turned his body slightly to one side, shook off her hand, and continued to move forward.

There was no other way, Xiao Yao could only speed up her pace and catch up in a hurry.

The train beside her had already started, rumbling in her ears, and quickly sped away. However, Xiao Yao didn't even have time to look back, and chased her from the train platform to a black car outside the train station.
Chapter completed!