Mo Kai stared at Mo Xun for a long time, all kinds of emotions gathered into a weak and pale sentence, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Naturally, the man on the bed didn't respond.

The night is getting darker, and the quiet sound of needles can be heard in the ward.

Mo Kai didn't feel sleepy at all, but became more and more awake.

Qiao An, why did you appear on the ship in Gali Port?

If Mo Xun was involved in that sinful transaction, how could he let this happen?

Mo Kai's eyes flashed.

The timeline is wrong. The time when Qiao An's accident happened was after their accident.

Regardless of the motive or timing, it couldn't be his brother Mo Xun.

So, who has so much ability to come in and out at will and decide the right to dock ships in the port?

A name popped into my head, Mo Ran?

Mo Kai's pupils shrank and he was stunned by his own thoughts.

I thought to myself, maybe I am not crazy, this is simply ridiculous.

But if it’s not Mo Ran, who is it...

And Qiao An, why did he appear on that ship, was shot and fell into the sea, and what happened.

If you were shot, you would definitely have a gunshot wound.

But every inch of Qiao An's body, after so many intimate moments, has long been engraved in Mo Kai's heart...

There were no scars at all, let alone any gunshot wounds.

What happened five years ago?

As more and more situations surface, it only makes people feel more confused...

Mo Kai leaned on the back of the chair and sat in front of Mo Xun's hospital bed for another night.

The next day.

Fang Ziyu pushed the door open and walked in, "Second brother, the procedures have been completed."

Seeing Mo Kai's tired face, he felt helpless and said, "You haven't slept yet, have you?"

Mo Kai didn't answer, and just said to the man on the bed: "Brother, let's go home."

The doctor said that Mo Xun has gained obvious consciousness, and taking him back to a familiar home may be more conducive to his recovery.

Mo Kai spends most of his time in Kangcheng now, and he had no intention of keeping Mo Xun alone in the hospital for a long time.

Now that the doctor has judged that Mo Xun can be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate, Mo Kai is naturally happy to see this happen, not to mention there is no shortage of people in Hibiscus Manor who can take good care of Mo Xun.

In the manor, the domestic servants are all busy.

"Be neat and clean those things. The first and second young masters will be back today!"

"And you, hurry up and take that to the young master's room!"

"Oh, what about you, are you new here? Why are you standing there in a daze? Get moving!"

Although the housekeeper spoke harshly, he was unambiguous in his instructions. Soon, the house was neatly tidied up, and the room of the eldest young man Mo Xun was decorated as it had been many years ago according to the instructions of the second young man Mo Kai.

All the domestic servants were eagerly looking forward to the return of the two masters.

The car drove into Hibiscus Manor, and after Mo Kai settled Mo Xun properly, he took the time to visit the headquarters of Mo Sheng Group in Boston.

By the time he came back after finishing everything, the stars and the moon were already high in the night sky.

Naturally, I feel tired, but I don't know whether it's because I've been busy with my thoughts recently or because I'm too nervous. Although I feel tired, Mo Kai can't sleep.

I went to the wine rack to get a bottle of high-strength whiskey, held a corrugated glass between my long fingers and entered the study.

The lights were not turned on in the study, leaving only a weak light strip. Mo Kai sat in the high-backed leather chair, opened the wine cork with his long fingers, and poured the clear wine into the cup.

One cup after another.

Until his consciousness finally became chaotic, Mo Kai narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sadness and pain of recent days filled his entire chest. When this feeling swept through his limbs and bones, the sadness in front of Mo Kai's eyes suddenly disappeared and turned into a shining light.

The study door was pushed open at some point, and the woman who was madly lingering in my mind seemed to be a bright and cold laurel goddess, symbolizing the dawn, standing quietly by the door...


Chapter completed!