"Dad, I called the hospital. Uncle Leng, they\'ll be there soon. You\'ll be fine!"

As the eldest son of the Mohist school, and the only fourth generation, the serious little grandson in the circle, even in the most difficult two years of the Mohist school, the little grandson has never been so helpless.

The man\'s big hand held his son tightly, but his face was very calm. Even there was a lightness and joy that had never been seen in the past ten years:

"Ning Ning, Dad seems to see your mother. Your mother came to pick me up."

"Dad, don\'t do that, don\'t say that, will you? Please!

Mom is gone. Are you leaving Ningning, too?

Dad, don\'t, don\'t leave me! "

The next second, the man fell on his son. He opened his mouth for his son\'s prayer. At the same time, he wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears on his son\'s face. He had more heart than strength.

"Well... Live... Be happy and happy. This is the common wish of your father and your mother!

Son, father... "

Love you.

Although there is no chance to say the last two words, as a son, how can I not hear them?

"No!

dad!

Dad, wake up!

Uncle Leng, hurry up, Dad. He... He doesn\'t want to be quiet... "

After receiving the news, Lengzheng and lengtie brothers ran over as fast as they could. It was still late.

The eyes of the two big men with iron bones were sour and astringent.

It took a while for Lengzheng to move:

"Young master, boss, he... Has gone."

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and was ready to take over his boss.

But he was pushed away by his young master:

"Dad just fell asleep. Uncle Leng, don\'t talk nonsense."

Although he said so, he was clear in his heart, and even sobbed uncontrollably.

Yes, dad is not breathing.

In fact, this situation is not unexpected, it is expected.

Ten years ago, the Mohist family suffered a great disaster. First, the plane crash of the Mohist father and mother. When the old man and son received the news, they were too sad and went with them.

Mo Boyuan, the two brothers of Mohism, was trapped abroad and faced life and death all the time.

In China, only Mo Zhuo and his little nephew supported the whole Mohist school, but at that time, his little nephew was only four years old!

How can Mo Zhuo stand alone?

Not to mention the Mohist family, even the tan family, the Su family, the Tang family, the Cao family and the whole Cloud City have undergone great changes, and they don\'t care about others at all.

At that time, as the child\'s mother, Jiang Tingxu was forced to live and got on the cruise ship of the smuggling group.

When Mo Boyuan finally got away from abroad and returned home safely, everything was a foregone conclusion!

In the next three years, he killed all the enemies with his own strength, turned the tide and put the Cloud City in his own hands again!

However, in the past three years, everyone knows how much the cold-blooded and ruthless Mr. Mo misses his wife, and whenever he hears any news, he automatically goes to confirm it.

However, several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times... All came back disappointed.

For three years, there was no news at all. In this national information age, it can only explain one problem - an accident!

Even the family slowly accepted the fact.

But this man never gave up ten years ago.

Unfortunately, it was found in the end, but only a tiny amount of DNA flesh and tissue was found, not even a bone.