Su Mo went to the garage to look for Xiaorou, and just saw the car parked squarely in the garage. Xiaorou had just closed the car door and was a little startled when she saw Su Mo coming, "Su, Brother Su Mo... What's wrong?"

"It's okay. Seeing that you have been parking for so long, I'm worried that you can't get your car into Curry."

"After all, I just got my driver's license. My hands are not unfamiliar yet, so it's not that difficult to reverse the car..."

"Haha... I underestimated Xiaorou."

Su Mo came to Xiaorou and stretched out his hand to her and said, "Let's go, it's cold here, let's stay in the house."

Facing Su Mo's hand stretched out, Lu Xiaorou hesitated for a moment. After a while, she reached out to hold Su Mo.

"Why... don't you like holding hands with me now?"

"Things are not."

Lu Xiaorou smiled at Su Mo, "It's just... I suddenly remembered that it seems that I haven't held hands like this for a long time."

When she lived in the community, Xiaorou often went out for a walk with Su Mo. It was her time for her to monopolize her brother Su Mo. However, after getting married, everyone's mind was on Ling Bao, so she no longer continued to stick to this kind of walking habit.

"Then... do you want to go outside for two laps together?"

"You don't..."

Su Mo squeezed Xiaorou's hand tightly.

Through such physical contact, Xiaorou can always feel Su Mo's mood.

At this moment, what came from Su Mo's hand was a vast and surging sadness like the sea.

"Okay, let's go outside together."

The temperature was below zero yesterday, and some snow seeds were falling. Today, the road surface was covered with a thin layer of frost. Su Mo and Xiaorou held each other's hands. Xiaorou obviously had a very stable walk, and she was always a little slippery when she walked with Su Mo.

"The road is very slippery, you have to be careful..."

"It's okay, I'll pull Brother Su Mo to--"

As soon as Lu Xiaorou finished speaking, she staggered horizontally and fell head-on into Su Mo's arms.

“Um…”

Xiaorou, who held Su Mo, acted very shyly. Su Mo smiled and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

"Ah? No, no... I can leave myself, this time it's just an accident."

"I just want to bear you."

“Um…”

Lu Xiaorou never refused Su Mo's request. Seeing that Su Mo said this, she nodded gently, waited for Su Mo to squat down halfway, put her hands on Su Mo's neck, and pressed her against Su Mo's body. Su Mo held Xiaorou's legs, and then stood up with some difficulty. At first, she almost didn't stand firm.

"Haha, Xiaorou has also been sank a lot recently..."

“Is there…yes?”

Lu Xiaorou hesitated and argued. "Brother Su Mo, you carried me for a long time ago, it was already a long time ago, right?"

Her memory of being carried by Su Mo was the moment when her grandfather passed away.

"Yes...that's indeed a long time ago..."

Su Mo said in a gentle voice, "I'm really sorry for you."

"Just carrying it on your back...what is there anything wrong with it..."

She complained a little, "It's obvious that they are already husband and wife... But Brother Su Mo, you are still so disgusted."

Lu Xiaorou hugged Su Mo quietly. The two of them chatted on the road for a while and then turned back. After a while of silence, Lu Xiaorou suddenly spoke:

"Brother Su Mo."

"Um?"

"If... if... if... after many years, our children and grandchildren are full, and at that time, we have to face birth, old age, sickness and death, if anyone of us leaves first than you, would you be particularly sad?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this kind of question..."

Su Mo smiled and said, "Then you have to wait until I become that old man, and you become that old woman."

"Um……"

"But, even if Xiaorou becomes an old lady, she must be the cutest one."

"Brother Su Mo! Why are you always making fun of me..."

Lu Xiaorou hummed and complained about Su Mo, but at this time Su Mo tightly held her legs.

"I didn't make fun of you..."

"If you don't believe it..."

"When you all reach the age of an old lady, let's take a look together..."

"You will be the cutest one."

"It must...certain..."

Brother Su Mo...

Immersed in happy days for too long, Lu Xiaorou had long forgotten when the last time she saw Brother Su Mo choking.

She just stretched out her hand and gently held Su Mo's cheek.

"Don't do this...Brother Su Mo..."

The reason why Su Mo chats with Xiaorou is that Xiaorou can sense his mood through touch.

Xiaorou, who Su Mo knew, would never turn a blind eye to her sadness.

But if she didn't mention this, there was only one reason-

His sorrow could not be healed no matter what she did.

Xiaorou got off Su Mo and pulled Su Mo, who was out of control, and sat down on the bench beside him, letting Su Mo pillow on his legs. Su Mo just hugged Xiaorou tightly greedily, just like a child longing for his mother's arms.

She gave her everything she could and let him rest in her arms. It took a long time before Su Mo stood up from Xiaorou's legs, gently pressed against Xiaorou's forehead, and looked into her eyes.

"Tell me honestly... how long have you and Iri... been in this situation now?"

Xiaorou's gaze was a little confused and surprised. She bit her lip gently, and then said softly, "I...I'm fine."

Su Mo did not answer, just looked at her quietly, and then she gave up on her defense, just smiled at Su Mo, "Sorry... I thought..."

Lu Xiaorou's weakness was slightly milder than Yili, but she was only concerned about comforting Yili, who was at a loss, and selectively ignored her situation.

Thinking about it now, Su Mo asked her to take a walk together just now, which was actually a test process...

As she spoke, she couldn't continue and her voice became choked, "Brother Su Mo... It's okay... Even if something really... something really happened... Sister Yue Ling and Ling Bao are still by your side, right? In that case, at least... at least... than..."

Although it is difficult to accept, it is at least more than in previous lives...

But Sister Yue Ling is really weak now. After all, it is difficult to tell whether she has early symptoms of ALS. If this is true, it may be difficult for even Ling Bao-

If the most terrifying guess is true, it will be a situation that Lu Xiaorou dared not imagine.

"It's okay, Xiaorou."

Perhaps it was because he had already vented his emotions in his arms just now, and Brother Su Mo doesn't seem very discouraged or sad now.

Su Mo gently stroked Xiaorou's head, his voice gentle and firm, "'If you want to get three times more happiness, you must endure three times more pain'. This is what the 'Liba God' I dreamed of when I dreamed of."

"So... I have prepared this mentally since the day I chose to meet you. So far, all my efforts in my career have been to deal with the arrival of this day, so-called—"
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