Perfect Lover: The president is an iceberg

Chapter 127 The Yi Family
　However, time is always so ruthless.

　The sound of the iron door opening broke the beautiful scene in front of me, and the scene like a mirror of water and moon broke and dissipated into the air, leaving no time for people to hold on to it.

　"Aunt Yi..." Yi Mochen stretched out his hand, as if wanting to grasp the scene in front of him, he unconsciously took a step before waking up.

　Looking at the nearly 5-year-old old man who opened the door for him in front of him, he nodded slightly, as a greeting.

　The old man nodded excitedly, with tears in his eyes, and he stretched out his trembling hands to welcome Yi Mochen in.

　That's right, since Yi Baichen was able to support himself, he seldom went back to the Yi family's main house. It has been nearly ten years now, and the old man in front of him watched Yi Mochen grow up. Cute, obedient until gradually reticent, and then gradually ignoring everything...

　Now, Yi Mochen came home by himself, which made them unhappy.

　Entering the door, Ruoda's empty hall makes people panic.

　Apparently, he hasn't come home yet.

　Looking around, pursing his lips, he went up to the second floor, the second room on the left, where his mother lived.He reached out to knock on the door tremblingly, but it went up and down three times before landing on the door.

　Three years, he hasn't seen his mother for three years. The last time he went home was three years ago, when she was seriously ill.

　A tired voice came from inside: "Aunt Ling, I don't want to eat, you can take it."

　Aunt Ling, the old man who opened the door for him just now, has been waiting in the Yi family's main house all her life.

　Yi Mochen turned his head to look at Aunt Ling with difficulty, and Aunt Ling showed misery on her face: "Ma'am, she...has always been like this all these years."

　Yi Mochen's heart tightened, his nose sore, and he almost shed tears.

　Aunt Chong Ling whispered: "Go and serve the food."

　"Hey!" Aunt Ling was overjoyed, and hurried downstairs to get her things.

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　Holding four dishes and one soup in his hand, they were all the style He's liked to eat in the past.

　Reaching out to knock on the door again, a faint voice sounded: "Mom, I'm Mo Chen."

　There was a surprised response from inside: "Chen'er?" The door was also opened from the inside.

　However, what appeared in front of him was an extremely haggard face.

　Entering the door sideways, put the food on the table, leaned over and hugged He Nishang who looked happy but couldn't hide his emaciation: "Mom, why are you so stupid, you still have to eat."

　In the past, Yi Mochen always felt that He Nishang's gradual autism and preoccupation were the reasons why he went out, but now it seems...

　Hey.

　"Son, my good boy, you are finally willing to come back to see mom."

　With a sore nose, tears finally came down: "Mom."

　Hot tears fell on the arm, which was painful.

　"Let's eat first, and I haven't eaten yet."

　"Yeah, Chen'er eats with mom."

　Finally, people who haven't had a normal meal for many years, on this day, accompanied by Yi Mochen, had a normal dinner.

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　Not long after dinner, Yi Baiyan returned.

　Looking at Yi Mochen who came down from the second floor, he was really surprised.

　Yi Mochen still had a cold face, he didn't say hello, he just took a look at Yi Molai and walked towards the study.

　Yi Baiyan's heart sank, and he recovered from the faint joy of seeing that indifferent figure in the house, sighed silently, and followed slowly.

　For a moment, he seemed to have aged a lot.

(End of this chapter)