In a corner that Mu Hengshi couldn't see, Song Qingmo's hands moved. He was very weak and could hear the sounds from the outside world, but he couldn't open his eyes. He heard every word that Mu Wang Xingshi said.
The meaning was obvious, naked bandit logic. He didn't want to argue anymore. Mu Hengshi was simply lost in his own world, and no one could wake someone who pretended to be asleep. He regretted provoking such a person in the first place. The matter was done, and it was too late to say anything...
Unwilling to stay in the same place with Mu Heng, he used all his strength and finally broke free from the endless darkness and woke up.
Mu Hengshi caught the slight noise Song Qingmo made. He stood up hurriedly and looked at the person in front of him nervously. "You're awake. Are you feeling unwell? Do you want some water?"
It was all in vain. Song Qingmo didn't even want to give him a glance. It was certainly impossible for him to talk to him. Mu Hengshi didn't force it. He caught the indifference in Song Qingmo's eyes, said, "You take good care of yourself. I'll go find a doctor," and left.
After confirming Mu Hengshi's departure, Song Qingmo adjusted his sitting position and quietly looked out the window. A moment later, the doctor came in, gave a few instructions, and then left. Song Qingmo did not resist the entire time, like a puppet at the mercy of others. Mu Hengshi watched from the doorway, clenching the phone in his hand. After a short hesitation, he dialed a number.
Originally, Song Qingmo had a good rest. After all, as long as Mu Hengshi was not there, it was fine. When he heard the knock on the door, his face gloomy again and he didn't want to pay attention.
Several familiar voices came into his ears. His head turned suddenly and stared at the door. He struggled to get up, lifted the quilt and tried to run out, but he was so exhausted that he almost fell down.
Hearing the noise in the room, the three of them were startled and hurriedly opened the door and rushed in. As soon as Mu Hengshi stepped into the door, Song's father pushed him out, "Get out, I don't think Xiao Mo welcomes you."
Mu Hengshi didn't move an inch closer, his eyes fixed on the bed, his brows lowered, and he turned away. Song's father snorted and closed the door.
Seeing that the two people in front of him were indeed his parents, Song Qingmo kept his hands steady on the edge of the bed, leaning forward as if about to fall, and for a moment, he forgot to get up. Heat welled up in his eyes, and he bit the flesh on his lip, staring at them eagerly like a little animal that had found its home.
This was heartbreaking for Song's parents. Their baby had become like this because of their burden. It was all their fault. Song's mother quickly helped Song Qingmo up, and the three of them hugged each other. They were especially careful to avoid the IV tube in Song Qingmo's hand. Neither of them let the other see the tears in their eyes.
Song's father and his family thought that at his age, he couldn't embarrass himself in front of his children, and Song Qingmo didn't want them to worry about him anymore. Neither side wanted to let down the feelings of those who cared about him. This was Song Qingmo's shackles and a soft spot, and it was also something he could not let go of in his life.
She withdrew her arms, wiped her tears hastily, and patted her parents on the back. "Okay, we're all adults now, stop hugging me. It's embarrassing!"
"What's wrong? Don't you miss us after not seeing us for a few months? You're such a heartless little thing! Your father and I brought you so many delicious treats." Song's mother lovingly patted Song Qingmo's head. They tacitly agreed not to bring up the matter again or ask what had happened, and simply returned to their previous lives.
"Delicious! Let me see it." Song Qingmo hadn't noticed the food before, but after hearing this, he could actually smell the strong aroma. Mm! All of them were his favorites. As he said this, Song Qingmo was obviously more energetic.
Seeing this, Mu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, averting his eyes from the glass window, secretly glad that this decision was the right one. At worst, they could install a tracking device on Song Qingmo. After all, he couldn't escape, so there was no need to separate Song Qingmo and the others. This would have a revival effect on Song Qingmo's condition.
Not wanting to disturb the family reunion any longer, he quietly left, intending not to provoke Song Qingmo before he was discharged from the hospital. He hoped that Song's father and the others would not act on their own. Thinking that Song Qingmo might take advantage of this time to escape, Mu Hengshi stopped, squinted his eyes and looked at the ward where Song Qingmo was, rubbing his chin with his fingers. He must be more vigilant.
Song Qingmo, who was far away in the ward, suddenly felt a chill. Who was whispering to him behind his back? Mu Hengshi... Never mind, he didn't want to think about that person.
Mu Hengshi hadn't been seen since he was discharged from the hospital. If possible, he really hoped that he would just disappear. Ever since Mu Hengshi revealed his true feelings, Song Qingmo no longer expected him to let him go. Naturally, the two of them no longer had any need to meet. Unfortunately, he was discharged today, and the imitation scar on his hand hadn't disappeared, now looming large across Song Qingmo's pale wrist. He lifted his sleeve, then let it down again. It was so ugly, he complained in his heart, and at the same time, he was furious that he hadn't bled to death. He sighed silently.
When he looked up, Mu Hengshi's car arrived. Song Qingmo had no choice but to lower his head and not look at him. Mu Hengshi's long legs stepped out of the car before him. He brought the lotus and bamboo that Song Qingmo liked today. The bouquet was very beautiful. This combination was rare, but it was in line with Song Qingmo's style.
Song's father and the others stood in front of Song Qingmo in a bad mood, stopping Mu Xingshi, "Dad, Mom, don't be nervous, I didn't mean to do anything."
"I told you not to call us that. Who are your parents? Mr. Mu and his family aren't dead yet, and you're already claiming them everywhere. It's really chilling."
Mu Heng didn't have time to respond when he heard this, but Song Qingmo was trying to hold back his laughter.
Yes, Dad is awesome, he's worthy of being his dad. Song Qingmo felt his back straighten up, as if he had found an adult's support. But after a moment, the light in his eyes dimmed again. While Mu Heng was still accommodating to his every request, he had to send them away. He couldn't stay stuck in the quagmire with him, letting others manipulate him.
A few more cars stopped behind them, intending to let Song Qingmo and the others sit together. Mu Hengshi's car followed behind. After getting in the car, Song Qingmo knocked on the window. Mu Hengshi looked up, his hands so nervous that he clenched the corners of his clothes. Hiding his excitement, Mu Hengshi said: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"I want to talk to you. Let's take a ride."
He hurriedly opened the car door, and Mu Hengshi got out and offered him his seat. After the car started, Song Qingmo glanced at the driver, who opened the partition without Mu Hengshi saying anything.
"Oh..." He let out a long sigh.
"Mu Hengshi, you didn't agree to my request last time. This time, I would like to ask you to let my parents go and stop making things difficult for them. You can agree to this. As a condition, I will stay." Song Qingmo turned his upper body and faced Mu Hengshi without dodging at all.
"Okay, I'll arrange everything for them, you--" He was interrupted before he could finish his words, "You don't have to do anything, just let them go, don't worry about anything else." Song Qingmo said firmly.
"I'll pay off your family's debt..." Song Qingmo's eyes pierced him, and he shut up. No matter why Song Qingmo did this, as long as he didn't leave, it would be fine.
Song Qingmo was not idle during his time in the ward. He saw an unexpected person on TV. That person's strength should not be underestimated. He was a prominent figure in the business world. It was a pity that he was abroad, otherwise Mu Hengshi might not have achieved what he has today.
The plan has been set up. I hope that when my parents see the letter, they will understand his good intentions. With these days, he is content and has no regrets.
It's time to end...
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