I am Feng Jun

Chapter 1100 1097. The Burial of Fanwai 5
"Yo'er didn't."

Mu Yao's voice was weak, her thick eyelashes were still stained with tears, and one of them blinked like a broken pearl, and she was full of worry when she looked at Shen Ci.

"Daddy is sick, Yao'er doesn't want to trouble Daddy."

Shen Ci brushed his clothes and hair together: "."

Not at all!
He hadn't even reached the point where he died before he moved!
"What did you say? Didn't daddy just use it to trouble you? Look at your dad. He has troubled your grandfather a lot since he was a child."

"Oh, you have the nerve to say it too!"

From Su Jing, a thick male voice came from far and near, Wen Wanyun turned her head and said, "You are back."

Shen Shixiao nodded, expressing his distress at hearing such a sad word from the little bastard right after he came back.

He turned to see Mu Yao with swollen eyes in the mirror, and immediately lost the mood to talk nonsense with Shen Ci.

"What happened to Yao'er?"

A hint of concern also appeared between Wen Wanyun's brows, Ah Ci said that Yao'er missed her grandparents, but Yao'er just said that her father was sick?Then why is she crying so much?

"Aci? Yao'er said you were sick, what's the matter?"

Wen Wanyun asked, Shen Shixiao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Is he still sick?"

Shen Ci had already poured a glass of warm water, and put a throat-moisturizing pill that dissolves in water into it, and walked over with it.

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry, come, Yao'er, drink water."

Shen Shixiao didn't have anything to worry about at first, he knew how tenacious his son's vitality was, and the Moon God had told him that his body would not survive forty years, but it wasn't a big deal.

Anyway, Shen Ci had to come to him sooner or later, Shen Shixiao had already seen it off, Wen Wanyun also knew about it, at this moment she suddenly remembered that maybe this was the reason, but felt a little distressed.

After drinking the warm water with a clear taste, Mu Yao felt much better. She was wrapped in the quilt by Shen Ci, and she felt sleepy for a while, her voice was weak, and there was still a hint of crying.

"Daddy, you can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment, it's not good, and you are not allowed to secretly pour out those supplements in the future, Yao'er will watch Daddy drink it!"

Shen Ci's face was full of black lines, and he suddenly felt that the future was dark, but seeing Mu Yao's troubled look, he frowned and asked softly.

"Are you sleepy? When did you wake up? Why don't you sleep more?"

Mu Yao yawned, and nestled in her father's arms again. She felt the warmth, and subconsciously burrowed in, her voice muffled.

"Yo'er. I can't sleep. I haven't slept. My son misses Daddy."

The voice was intermittent, and in the end it became lighter and lighter until it disappeared completely. Her breathing had already returned to steady, and she fell asleep very suddenly.

It looked like he hadn't slept all night, and Shen Ci suddenly felt distressed from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Shixiao's reprimand already rang in his ears, "How do you look at the child! You don't even know she's crying like this without sleeping?"

Looking at it, not only did he stay up all night, but he also looked like he cried all night!
Shen Ci was feeling guilty, and was busy putting the little Yao'er in his arms away when Mu Yuanxi's voice came from the door.

"It's not my fault, it's because I didn't take her seriously."

She didn't know, after telling her everything last night, she stayed up all night, and came to squat at the gate of Changle Hall early in the morning, her eyes were red, and she insisted on going in and waiting when she saw her mother come out. Watch daddy wake up.

When a mother sees her daughter like this, she is naturally reluctant to part with her. She wants her to go back to sleep, but Mu Yao is very stubborn. In desperation, Mu Yuanxi has no choice but to let her in.

Mu Yuanxi came over with a bowl of oatmeal porridge with red dates and walnuts, and put the tray on the table. Seeing Mu Yao with abnormally moist eyelashes and Shen Ci with guilt-ridden eyes, he first comforted his own boy.

"She will know sooner or later. The sooner she knows, the more time she will have to accept it."

Shen Ci wiped away the tears from her face with a veil soaked in water, put his hands on the back of her neck, and wanted to put Mu Yao in his arms safely in the middle of the bed, but who knew that Mu Yao was holding her tightly? Wrapped around her, refusing to let go.

"Daddy, don't leave Yaoer"

The soft voice was false and real, like a dream, revealing a trace of panic from the bottom of my heart.

Shen Ci sighed, no longer trying to take her away from his arms, and then patted her on the back to comfort her.

"Daddy won't leave you, sleep well."

Everyone was distressed by Mu Yao's reaction, but there was nothing they could do about it. Shen Shixiao asked with a glint of cold light between his brows and eyes.

"What's the situation with you now, aren't you only in your 30s? What happened to make Yao'er so sad?"

Taking care of Mu Yao who was already asleep, his voice was not loud, and Wen Wanyun sighed, feeling a little bit unbearable about what her son was about to accept.

Shen Ci licked his dry lips, his eyes dimmed, "I just fainted yesterday when I was teaching her how to practice a gun."

This is not a big deal in itself, but it is the fuse, which means the beginning of everything.

"A Ci suddenly started to suffer from blood deficiency, without any signs. This is the beginning of weakness. Myo'er usually cares about A Ci. In the past, A Ci, who was nothing serious except for a few bouts of wind and cold, suddenly fainted. She was naturally worried, and she knew it again. That's why Ah Ci can't live past forty."

Mu Yuanxi explained, her hand clasped Shen Ci's shoulder at the head of the bed lightly, through a thin layer of clothes, the warm palm seemed to be able to transmit strength, so that Shen Ci didn't have to be so flustered.

"Blood deficiency? Serious or not, alas"

Wen Wanyun's tone became a little anxious. Her Aci hadn't had many happy days since she was a child. She grew up alone and got better after having a wife. But now
Even though she knew that Shen Ci would come to her after his death, how could she pretend that Shen Ci had suffered nothing.

The real pain will always be with him.

"Is it really not curable? You can tell me what kind of medicine you need. Yunling doesn't have it, but Yunhuan can have it anyway!"

"It's useless. Irreversible change. If I can cure it, I've already cured it. Medication can only slow down the process, but the poison, what can I do, it carries with it in this body!"

Shen Ci is also very helpless, this body does not belong to him, but he has been familiar with it for so many years, but the suffering that belongs to this body from the beginning is not something he can solve.

Maybe, this is also the price for him to occupy this body?
Shen Ci sometimes thinks like this, and in this way, he also feels that he is not so bad.

Isn't it just gradually weakening and living beyond forty? My father has a wife and a daughter, and after he dies, he can still find his own mother. This life is worth it!
Mu Yuanxi closed his eyes, his black pupils were dark, and gently raised his fingertips to cover the back of his head, combing the slightly messy hair one by one.

She unconsciously took a few strands of dull hair from her hand, but Shen Ci didn't respond at all, hugging the sleeping Mu Yao and whispering to her mother, Mu Yuanxi's heart sank suddenly.

She clenched her hands tightly, holding the extremely thin strands of hair in her palms. Although there was no harm, she felt bursts of burning pain in her palms.

(End of this chapter)