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Moyao injured his hand, and only felt the pain after bandaging it. He had been holding the bowl of porridge on his backhand since Mu Xiaobai entered the room, so his skin was scalded for several minutes, nearly peeling off from the heat. When applying ointment, he didn’t feel any pain, but once bandaged and lying down, he felt excruciating pain. However, this kind of pain was something familiar to him, making it easier for him to endure it—compared to missing Mu Xiaobai’s presence, such pain seemed trivial.

Has he left

No sound of a car, meaning he hasn’t gone. Moyao thought as he closed his eyes; today, he really did something foolish and didn’t want Mu Xiaobai to notice it. Otherwise, he would immediately return to Rome and not stay here.

A few minutes later, Mu Xiaobai came up, changed into pajamas, and went to sleep.

He greeted the leader as usual and asked if his hand was hurting. Moyao frowned, wondering if this means he managed to keep him How foolish of him! Even if he kept him around, what does that prove Are you really so concerned about losing face by competing with a little girl

sighed in his heart and then let it go.

The lights were turned off, with only a few beams of moonlight filtering through the window onto the ground, creating a gentle and romantic atmosphere. Mo Xiaobai, unable to sleep, said, "Brother, are you asleep"

"Is there something on your mind"

Mo Xiaobai turned over and looked straight at Mo Yao with his lips stretched wide in a smile that revealed his teeth. He seemed very happy. The man tilted his head to glance at him, feeling somewhat puzzled; could this brat be happy because of the injury he sustained

The brightness of his smile even illuminated the moonlight around them, and the stars seemed to gather in his eyes, making them look incredibly beautiful, captivating anyone who gazed upon them. It was said that the beauty of a person under moonlight would continuously increase, which indeed turned out to be true.

"Do you want to say something to me"

Moxiao White rubbed his hair and said with a slight smile, "Boss, I find it quite unfortunate that you came to Washington. Look, getting shot was bad enough, but your wounds keep reopening. You even ran into an escaped convict; don't tell me you clash with Washington Back when we were in Myanmar, things weren’t this tough for us. How long has it been since you've had such injuries"

When White mentioned their time in Myanmar, Miao Yao truly felt nostalgic. Back then, he was only fifteen years old and led the still-boyish Moxiao White to support Mo Chen and Wu Shuang going to Sukhan while he took White to Myanmar for a full three months. Although it was tough, they managed every step of the way; daily intense training, several hours of sleep, missions that got them shot or stabbed. In his youth, when he was still quite immature, leading an even more inexperienced White, being pursued by Ye Wei's people made them look very disheveled. They were forced to eat dead snake meat in the tropical rainforest out of sheer necessity. Thinking back on those days, they were both arduous and fulfilling, something indescribable.

"Indeed, it’s been a long time since I’ve had such gunshot wounds." This was a serious injury; his last one was from last year with an M16 penetrating wound. The bullet went through his arm without getting lodged in the bone, making this a less severe injury compared to now.

"I was well-protected by you since I was little. During our time in Myanmar, you got shot seven times, three of which were for me. I feel so ashamed." Moxiao White said, at that time he didn’t know Miao Yao liked him; from a young age, he feared and obeyed Miao Yao. This brother occasionally played pranks but was genuinely good to him, even taking bullets meant for him. How could such a brother be anything other than amazing He wished he could give his life in return. "Really, I feel so ashamed. Our performance reviews count together; the report only lists what we did and our final results, which we both passed. But really, I feel so ashamed. You have seven bullet holes and five knife wounds, half of them because of me. Yet there isn’t a single wound on my body. When we returned, my mom dragged me out for a long scolding. She said if you’re such a grown man, even Kong Rong knows to yield pears; why can't you Your brother took the bullets for you and got all these injuries while you don’t have a scratch. Do you feel honored or proud Are you really my son"

Miao Yao couldn’t help but laugh. Their training was overseen by their parents; among the four coaches, Ye Wei was the harshest. When they were younger and doing physical training, Mo Chen would run with them, running, cross-country, thirty kilometers morning and night, the basic physical training routine. Mo Chen ran alongside them while Ye Wei drove a car; they had to chase after her. Back then, seeing Ye Wei driving in an air-conditioned car listening to music and telling them to hurry up and run felt unbearable. Moxiao White and Wu Shuang both felt that they were definitely not her biological children.

All the pain and psychological barriers were designed by Ye Wei alone; it was beyond twisted, testing their physical and mental limits, scolding harshly when they made mistakes without any sympathy at all. Therefore, Miao Yao understood why Ye Wei scolded White so much because he had experienced the same.

Momo Xiao says, "My mommy was really ruthless back then. It left me with a psychological shadow for quite some time."

"Mm-hmm, I understand."

"What I want to say isn't about my mommy though. Of course, no matter how she trained me, the woman I love most in this life is still my mommy. I don’t blame her at all because without her, there wouldn’t be me today. What I simply wish to convey is that Brother, I don’t want you to get hurt. Really, I don't want to see you injured even if it's a tiny scratch on your body. When Mommy scolded me back then, I didn't know what I was wrong for and looked at her with wide eyes, quite unwilling. You threw yourself in front of me to block the bullet; how could I have stopped you It’s all because of her, using real bullets instead of blanks during training. Yet my mommy said if you had no intention of letting someone protect you, Brother Mo Yuan wouldn’t have thrown himself at your feet time after time. The problem lies with me for not having that kind of resolve. Because I fear pain and hardship, as a child, I was very weak and afraid of everything, plus I felt the pressure, worried about falling behind all of you. I actually thought scoring points in training was fair game. But seeing you injured like that while I wasn’t hurt made me feel rather smug. Of course, I didn't dare tell Mommy this or she would’ve slapped me silly. At that time, I was only ten and afraid of everything, having no experience with anything. It was truly my fault. Afterward, I couldn’t bear to see you get injured even if it’s because of me."

"Xiao Bai, what exactly are you trying to say" Mo Yao asks directly. Having said so much about past training experiences, what does he intend to convey

Momo Xiao suddenly finds himself at a loss for words. How should he express his feelings towards Mo Yao He truly doesn't want to see even the tiniest wound on Mo Yao's body.

How much more so when it comes to larger woundsas confused. "From what you're saying, Mom seems quite fond of her. Why suddenly turn against her From the moment she started showing favoritism after Han Bi's miscarriage to actually going against he...