Mo Yanyu reached out and pushed Ji Yao, who was clinging to him like an octopus, but she only hugged him tighter, her head constantly rubbing against his chest...

He could only withdraw his hand, but his fingers inadvertently touched her forehead, and the heat made him instinctively flinch.

Ouch, it's so hot!

Mo Yanyu frowned and reached out to touch her forehead again.

When Mo Qing called a car back, she noticed that her brother's expression was a bit off. Seeing that his hand was still on Ji Yao's forehead, she quickly asked, "What's wrong with Yao Yao?"

"She has a fever." Mo Yanyu's eyes were deep, and her voice carried a hint of ambiguous emotion.

fever? !

"Then let's take her to the hospital first." Mo Qing couldn't care less about watching the drama unfold anymore.

No wonder she felt that Yao Yao's words were somewhat incoherent and unlike her usual self.

"Go open the car door." Mo Yanyu forcefully pushed Ji Yao away, bent down and picked her up.

Mo Qing watched as her brother carried Yao Yao into a taxi without looking back. She was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and immediately followed him, opening the car door.

Once her brother got into the car, she immediately climbed into the passenger seat as well.

Throughout the journey, soft sobs echoed from the back seat, each sound sending chills down one's spine. Mo Qing, sitting in the passenger seat, secretly glanced at the sobs through the rearview mirror.

Ji Yao, who was usually calm and composed, was crying her heart out.

Her brother, who has always had a slight obsession with cleanliness, didn't push her away, letting her lie on him, crying and rubbing her snot and tears all over his shirt.

Mo Qing's breath hitched, and she blankly shifted her gaze to the road ahead, only one thought flashing through her mind.

She felt she understood; Yao Yao was definitely her brother's girlfriend, and it seemed she was his ex...

Mo Yanyu looked at him with a headache, but in the end she couldn't bear it, "Don't cry."

He took out a tissue from the tissue box in the middle of the seat and gently wiped her face. His expression was unusually gentle. Ji Yao sat there and let him do as he pleased, her gaze fixed on his face.

Even after nearly three years, she still looked the same. Her features were fair and delicate, she was serene and peaceful, and her brows always carried a gentleness.

Ji Yao couldn't help but reach out and throw herself into his arms, burying her head in his shoulder and gently nuzzling him, full of affection and dependence.

A familiar fragrance wafted to her nose, her eyes slowly closed, her body felt hot to the touch, and her mind was incredibly hazy. She tightened her grip on Mo Yanyu's waist and murmured softly.

"Yan Yan, let me hug you, just for a moment..."

Mo Yanyu's raised hand stopped abruptly.

"Do you know? After you left, I sent so many letters to the army, but you never replied to a single one. I don't know where your unit is, or if my address is correct, or if you even saw those letters..."

Mo Yanyu sighed silently, completely lowering her hand, with a hint of resignation.

How could that be right?

His parents disagreed with his decision to join the army, so to avoid giving in to their wishes, he chose to go to Beijing, which was quite far away.

Later, he joined the special forces and moved around several times. Even if she wanted to send a letter, she would only send it to the military unit in the capital.

How could he possibly receive it?

"But, Yan Yan, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much..."

Mo Yanyu was stunned upon hearing this. After a moment, she still couldn't push her away. Her right hand was only one centimeter away from her shoulder. She could easily push her away with just a raised hand, but she couldn't bring herself to do it after hearing her rambling.

It had been many years since I'd heard her call me that.

The familiar words made him surrender instantly.

The car drove smoothly on the road, with the light and shadows flashing outside the window.

He looked up and saw the reflection of two people in the glass opposite him, their bodies embracing intimately.

His eyes were calm and gentle.

She suddenly carried him straight to the hospital entrance, and only reluctantly let go of Mo Yanyu when the car came to a complete stop.

The moment Ji Yao got out of the car, she staggered twice. Mo Yanyu quickly supported her slender waist and never let go.

Even after registering and getting an IV drip, she held his hand tightly. It was late at night, and there weren't many people in the lobby. Ji Yao sat on his lap without any restraint and dozed off on his shoulder.

It's as if—the two of them were born as one.

When Mo Qing returned after paying the bill and saw this scene, she was momentarily stunned. She found a nearby place to sit down and wisely refrained from disturbing them.

From this perspective, Yao Yao seemed to lack her usual calm and resilience, and instead appeared somewhat weak and vulnerable.

Perhaps this is the real Yao Yao.

After thinking for a moment, I took out my phone and sent a WeChat message to my brother so that he wouldn't worry.

Ji Yao seemed uncomfortable and rubbed against him again until she found a comfortable position. Then she settled down and nestled against his neck like a well-behaved and harmless cat.

Mo Yanyu found it inexplicably funny and reached out to gently turn her head in a different direction.

Her high, straight nose brushed against his skin, sending shivers down her spine. Ji Yao buried most of her face in his neck, inhaling his unique fragrance; it seemed only in this way could her restless heart find peace.

His fingers unconsciously caressed her cheek. Ji Yao's sleeping face was serene, so beautiful it seemed unreal.

During the days and nights of training in the army, the times he missed her the most were in the quiet of the night. Like a poison that slowly gnawed at his heart, from the unbearable pain and insomnia at the beginning, to getting used to it, and then to exhausting himself and trying to make himself too tired to think about anything else.

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