She almost did something that would make herself regret for the rest of her life.

Although the sky often does not follow others' wishes, Tong Ran is still glad that she was able to hold her son in time, and also glad that her son did not blame her...

She was glad that Mo Nanjue gave her a heartwarming and naughty child.

I was even glad that Luo Xiao did not cruelly abort her child...

She guarded this blessing, guarded their son, and waited for Mo Nanjue to come back day after day.

She always believed that he would never die.

Mo Beiyan treated Chen Chen better than his biological son, and was meticulous, even better than Tong Ran treating him.

He has completely regarded him as his child.

In the next two years, Tong Ran was able to live like a normal person. She no longer cried for no reason and went on a hunger strike... As Mo Beiyan said, she could already **** the wound alone.

Tong Ran was originally indifferent. Every day, he locked himself in the room except for accompanying his children. Mo Beiyan did not let anyone disturb her. He knew that she was just missing Mo Nanjue...

Miss him in her own way.

Mo Beiyan also ordered someone to move the bed out of the room. He still looked like a slut in front of her, but he would go home on time every night. He enjoyed such warmth. The lights were on when he went home every day. Some people were waiting for him and some needed him...

But what is undeniable is...

He was lost.

Mo Beiyan was deeply trapped in this warmth. He struggled but couldn't extricate himself. He knew clearly what the identity of the woman he was facing.

This is his brother's woman.

But he still fell into it. Mo Beiyan was increasingly eager to return home, more and more hoped to see Tong Ran playing with Chenchen, more and more and more hope that such a life could last for a lifetime...

He couldn't tell what kind of feelings this was. He once defined it as liking and love as his own, but found that it was wrong.

Does he love Tong Ran?

No, he would never fall in love with his brother's woman.

This is his younger brother and sister.

Mo Beiyan also knew clearly that Tong Ran could not love him. He witnessed his own witness how deep and stern her love for Mo Nanjue was.

He tried to withdraw, but failed.

Since she woke up, Tong Ran has always kept a distance from him. She was quiet and when she looked at him, the bottom of the pond was like a pool of stagnant water.

Her heart was dead, and the person who could rekindle it was definitely not him.

Mo Beiyan lived in such a tormented struggle for two years. He wanted to say something to her several times, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

He can't say something he isn't sure about.

Mo Beiyan thought that he would never meet a woman who could love him like this in his life. The four years he took care of Tong Ran and Mo Yaochen may be the warmest and fulfilling period of his life.

Mo Yaochen also grew up gradually, and his eyebrows, eyes, and facial features that were extremely similar to Mo Nanjue were presented like engravings. Tong Ran often stared at his little face, and he could see it all day long.

Until the fourth year, everything seemed to have settled, and time had settled a lot, and Mo Beiyan could no longer control himself. He knew that this was wrong, and he knew that there would be no result...

He couldn't give himself a clear definition. He didn't understand whether it was love or family affection, or just a sense of dependence on home.

But in fact, none of these matters.
Chapter completed!