While I was shocked, my little uncle suddenly let go of my hand and took a step forward.
But for some reason, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground.
âLittle uncle!â I quickly reached out to help him up.
âLittle uncle!â Master San in the wheelchair slid from the wheelchair and also knelt before my little uncle.
I was stunned. Just as I was about to pull my little uncle up, Ye Qian grabbed my hand.
I raised my eyes and met Ye Qianâs beautiful eyes. There were tears in them.
Ye Qian shook her head slightly at me.
Jing Tian put his arm around my shoulder and held me in his arms.
My mind was empty, and I was stunned.
Master San placed his hand on my little uncleâs shoulder and called out softly, âLittle Uncle!â
His voice was a little hoarse and choked with sobs.
His uncle reached out and hugged him. The two of them hugged each other tightly in front of everyone.
Even if I was a fool, I understood this personâs identity. I was just shocked and didnât dare to confirm it.
Was he actually Master San?
Was he actually together with Ye Qian?
I was still in a daze when the two of them were helped up.
The man sat in his wheelchair and looked at me. He frowned and a faint smile appeared on his lips. âLittle girl, how are you still in a daze? How did you manage to grow up anyway?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Without any warning, tears fell from my eyes. My entire body was trembling and I couldnât say a word. I looked at him and saw the deep line between his brows. He loved to frown since he was young so there was now a deep crease between his brows.
He reached out his hand to me. There was impatience on the corners of his lips, but his tone was still smiling. âArenât you going to give me a hug?â
Jing Tian pushed me lightly. I wasnât prepared for it. I staggered a little, but Jing Tian held me up again.
I pushed his hand away gently and moved forward one step, two steps, three steps...
I reached out and touched his fingertips. They were cold. My heart shuddered and I couldnât help but reach out to touch his face. I thought,?why is his hand so cold? What about his face?
Fortunately, his face was warm. I was relieved.
âCousin Mo, are you cold?â My tears seemed to burst.
He gently hugged me in his arms. âIâm not cold. Iâm fine.â
He was my cousin Mo!
He was the cousin Mo who had always protected me in my memories!
He was the living cousin Mo!
I pushed his hand away and caressed his face once again to confirm. âCousin Mo?â
He nodded.
âCousin Mo?â
He nodded again.
He smiled. âGirl, how are you going to marry when you act so silly all the time?â
I laughed and cried. âCousin Mo, Cousin Mo...â
He reached out to pinch my face. âAlright, stop crying. Who is going to like you because youâre so ugly when youâre crying!â
My legs gave way and I knelt beside him. I raised my head to look at him. My tears blurred my eyes but I couldnât wipe them away. I couldnât see his face clearly no matter how hard I tried.
He placed his big hand on my face and said softly, âDonât cry. If you continue to cry, I wonât play with you anymore.â
I paused, and the tears flowed even more violently.
Feeling helpless, he pointed at Jing Tian. âThat person! Tell her to stop crying. Hurry up and coax her! I always lose patience when she cries! Why hasnât she changed at all? She wonât stop crying!â
Jing Tian helped me up and patted my head. âBe good. Donât cry.â
I grabbed his hand and pointed at cousin Mo. âJing Tian, cousin Mo, heâs cousin Mo. Heâs not dead. Heâs cousin Mo!â
Jing Tian planted a light kiss on my forehead. âI got it. Now, please donât cry.â