Raising You This Small Stuff

The sun shattered the last bit of dimness.

Mo Yicheng kept his eyes open and quietly looked at the person curled up beside him.

He once firmly believed that he could have a person forever and give his best.

It is said that he was not prepared when he got married, but in the past years, all his love has accumulated to these two words and cannot be fully expressed.

The sky is bright.

Mo Yicheng moved, but his arm was still placed under Yuan Suo's neck.

After tossing for so long, I knew that I still wanted to sleep for a while, but I would be hungry when I got up.

I wanted to get up to prepare some food, only to realize that not only his arms, but also one of his legs were restrained from moving.

"Dudu, let go first and come back soon, okay?" Mo Yicheng wasn't sure he could hear him, but he didn't want to leave hard.

"Hmm..." Yuan Suo faintly hesitated, the soreness in her body is more real than hearing, so she immediately frowned her eyebrows, "No, no more, so tired..."

Eh... Mo Yicheng was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth rose up, teasing thoughts, "Well, if you are tired, take a break, and then continue."

"Yes."

"Haha..." Mo Yicheng buried his head in Yuansuo's ear and chuckled, and finally kissed his forehead a few times before pulling his arm out and getting out of bed to prepare breakfast.

It was noon when Yuan Suo woke up.

Opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling for a few seconds and then closed tightly, the scenes from last night played out in his mind, making him blush again.

Mo Yicheng is very gentle, this will not cause much discomfort except that the muscles on his body are a bit sore, but... it's better to pretend to be sick and don't get up.

Mo Yicheng prepared food and returned to the room, and he saw the tangled appearance of Yuan Suo.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Yicheng hit the point directly.

Yuan Suo's closed eyes moved.

"I prepared the egg custard you like." Mo Yicheng went to the Internet to check it out, and would like to ask for some liquid food that is suitable for eating at this time and easy to digest.

Gulu... the belly is still so unbelievable, Yuan Suo opened his eyes embarrassedly.

Mo Yicheng also wore an apron, which was enough to sweep away yesterday's melancholy, and his whole body was glorious, and Yuan Suo's eyes were straightened again.

Not promising! Yuan Suo suppressed her cranky thoughts, opened the quilt and got ready to get up, only to realize that she was now... very cool... and quickly retracted like a little snail.

Mo Yicheng smiled and shook his head, opened the closet and took out the nightgown, "Wear this, the one from yesterday is broken."

Hey, why did you say it...

I was willing to reach out and grab it, but even ignoring Mo Yicheng's condescension, he lifted the quilt and quickly put on a bathrobe.

The bathrobe is light gray, the neckline is wide open, and the collarbone is whiter. The belt was tightened, the waistline became more obvious, and Mo Yicheng's eyes were obviously darkened.

I wish Suo didn't realize it, barefoot, and about to run out of the door. The smell of food in the kitchen has already floated in, making my stomach even hungry...

Mo Yicheng stretched his arms to stop the person, "brush your teeth first."

"..."

"The toothpaste is already squeezed."

"Thank you……"

"Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"No!" I am willing to get back, but my legs are still a little weak, and the back of the bathroom is a little embarrassed.

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The time for follow-up visits agreed with Andrew was at 3 o'clock in the afternoon every day.

After eating, the two of them took a rest, took a bath, changed clothes and set off.

Andrew lives in a suite in an upscale hotel.

When Mo Yicheng and Yuansuo arrived, Andrew had already asked people to wait downstairs.

As usual, I would like to ask for a mobile phone to enter a separate room.

Mo Yicheng and Andrew stayed outside to talk.

Andrew's mood was significantly higher this time, and his tone was light.

The two chatted for a while, and then talked about some business matters. Finally, Andrew hesitated and said: "Mr. Mo, I... I have another request. I don't know if it's possible."

Mo Yicheng faintly guessed what he was going to say, put a smile away and said, "Please say."

"I mentioned to you earlier that Abel's lover is also another elf, and her name is Annie. Annie contracted Alzheimer's, commonly known as Alzheimer's, six months ago.

She doesn't recognize me now, and occasionally doesn't recognize him until Abel is seriously ill. We have looked for the most professional experts for diagnosis and treatment, but the results have not been good, so I think if possible... I hope Dudu can help. After Andrew finished speaking, seeing Mo Yicheng's deepening expression, he hurriedly added, "No matter what the conditions are, as long as I can do it. "

If Andrew made this request yesterday, Mo Yicheng would not intervene too much and give the right to make decisions to Yisuo. Healing the sick and saving the lives of others is an act of virtue and benevolence, and if he can help, he will help. But now, Mo Yicheng can't easily ask Yuansuo to agree to this kind of thing!

After saving Abel, the level of Wing Suo has been raised to 90. If Annie is saved again, the consequences can be foreseeable.

"I'm sorry." Mo Yicheng refused decisively.

Andrew was surprised. Before that, he also knew that this kind of cell transplantation operation would consume a lot of physical strength of the healer. The resistance might be weakened within a certain period of time, but it would not harm the fundamentals of the body, so it was impossible to be rejected like this. ready.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Ann, I don't want your elf to perform surgery immediately, we can wait." Andrew hurriedly said.

At this moment, Yuan Suo had finished the inspection and came out with his mobile phone.

Mo Yicheng stood up abruptly, and Andrew also stood up.

"We can't do anything about Annie, please don't mention it again." After that, he turned his head and smiled at Yuansuo, "How?"

I wish Suo slightly noticed the abnormal atmosphere, "Very...very well, Abel is recovering well."

"That's good." Mo Yicheng took the phone from Yuansuo and exchanged it with Andrew.

Andrew quickly adjusted his state, smiled and nodded in thanks, "Thank you."

Yuan Suo waved his hand and said: "You are welcome, Abel... is my friend." He is also the hero of StarCraft Nine Zone, and he should help anyway.

"No, thank you very much anyway, why don't I invite two of you to dinner." Andrew said.

Yuan Suo's eyes brightened as soon as he heard the meal. The things that Mo Yicheng had prepared at noon were all soups and water, which would have been digested a while ago.

"I heard that there is a famous Sichuan restaurant nearby. It's better than two..." Andrew was interrupted in half.

Mo Yicheng smiled faintly, and wrapped one hand around Yuansuo's waist, "Sorry, Yuansuo's body is sick and not spicy." Before Andrew could speak, he walked out with someone.

A few days later, Abel's follow-up visit was done as usual.

It's just that Mo Yicheng tried his best to avoid communication between Andrew and Yuansuo. He knew that he was a little selfish and didn't respect the little things by doing this, but... he could only do this.

On the day of Andrew's return to China, Mo Yicheng asked Kan Ming to send it off, and he took his wish to a script seminar on Li Xilan's new play.

The name of the script is "Chaos", and it is said that the original is just a short story. The story is about the growth of a **** of war during the Seven Kingdoms War, the brothers of the generals before the grace, the mutual support and suspicion between the monarchs and the ministers, the treacherous clouds and the awe-inspiring killing, Mo Yicheng's role is a male The protagonist "Fuyun" is a generation of God of War. He wore white clothes on the battlefield and was stained with blood. Just like his life, he was silent and dreadful to breathe.

"This is my assistant." Mo Yicheng introduced the wish like this, then offered a cup of hot tea over it, and told him to drink it again.

All the people present were stunned, staring at each other and secretly secretive. Some things have long been rumored in the circle, but the mouth must be kept strictly. After all, Mo Yicheng's identity is not just an actor.

Director Li Xilan arrived late due to traffic jams on the road, but was not late.

Li Xilan is about thirty-five or sixteen years old. She is tall and has a tough appearance. Although she is not a handsome line, she is still very attractive. Many fans say that it is a pity not to be an actor with such a temperament, but everyone thinks about him again. If you don't have such talent as a director, everyone will lose even more.

When the director stepped into the big room, his vision stopped for a moment. The sharp eyes of the eagle and falcon quickly caught the delicate cheeks... Both the appearance and the temperament are very suitable for the one he has been looking for. .

Fuyun's playmate when he was young did not appear much but a dark line runs through, and he is the only one who shed tears in the whole film. But the director didn't make a difference and told everyone to proceed as usual.

The latest version of the script is delivered.

Yuan Suo sat next to Mo Yicheng and was taken aback when he saw the homepage.

"Troubled Times"

Original Work: Li Suyi

Screenwriter: Huang Yue

Director: Li Xilan

Su Yi? Is there such a coincidence in the world? The script that Mo Yicheng had obtained before had only the screenwriter's name, so this was the first time I saw Su Yi's name appear on it, and I was surprised.

Will it be the same name? Willing to meet Mo Yicheng's eyes.

Mo Yicheng shook his head, meaning that with such a special name, the chances of having the same name are unlikely. And...the script is full of "brother" feelings in capitals! It does have the style of plain clothes.

As soon as the script seminar was over, Yuan Suo sent a WeChat message to Su Yi and asked about it.

Su Yi responded quickly: Haha, I wanted to surprise you! I didn't expect to be discovered by you first.

Yuan Suo: It's really amazing! Celebrate!

I wish to remember that Su Yi once said on Weibo that he hoped that what he wrote could one day be filmed.

Su Yi is modest: In fact, my short article is just a summary. Most of the credit goes to the screenwriter.

In any case, Suyi's dream has been realized.

So Su Yi waved a big hand, and said directly in the group that he would treat him, to celebrate!

In addition to wishing in the group, there are longbows and Perfei.

Longbow sent out an oversized emoticon package, and a villain was hit by a cannonball and exploded into darkness: Your novel turned out to be a movie! Are you sure you can pass the trial?

Su Yi was scolded in her voice for a minute.

Po Fei replied: Okay, congratulations to Suyi.