Chapter 769: Dad, You Are a Liar

Yuanyuan put down the fairy tale book in her hand, opened her schoolbag, and took out a rose-colored A4 paper from it, which was given to them by their kindergarten teacher.

"Dad, the teacher said to give this to you." Yuanyuan handed the thing in her hand to her father.

Mo Yixuan took it and looked at it: it was an activity notice issued by the school to parents, notifying the child's parents to participate in the parent-child activity held by the school next Monday.

"Dad will go." Mo Yixuan folded the notice and put it in his pocket, and then patted Yuanyuan's head.

Yuanyuan nodded, and suddenly, he thought of something, raised his head, and looked at his father with blinking eyes.

"What's wrong? Yuanyuan..." Mo Yixuan saw that the child seemed to have something to say to him.

"Dad, Yuanyuan's mother will not come back, right?" Yuanyuan said, touching his head, and his shriveled little mouth could clearly see his disappointment at this time.

Mo Yixuan: ...

Mo Yixuan paused, and his uneasy heart seemed to be cut by a knife at this moment. He looked at Yuanyuan in front of him, opened his mouth twice, but no sound came out.

Because at this moment, he didn't know how to answer his child.

"Dad, you are a liar." Yuanyuan frowned slightly, "You will grow a long nose." He glared at his father.

Dad always told him that his mother was sent to the United States to work, and would come back to see Yuanyuan after the work was over, but it had been so long, and his mother had not come back.

Dad had always been lying to him.

Mo Yixuan turned his face away, biting his thin lips tightly, and a thick layer of mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Facing the child's questioning, he was speechless.

He had always not wanted to admit the fact that she was dead, so every time the child asked him: Where is his mother? He answered that she was sent to work abroad. Because he always hoped that one day, Yanyan would appear in front of him and come back to see their children.

"I'm sorry, Yuanyuan..."

Mo Yixuan squatted down his tall body at this time, and his outstretched fingers trembled slightly in the air, and it took a long time before they fell on Yuanyuan's small shoulders.

"Dad will take you to see your mother tomorrow." He said, his voice was so hoarse that it seemed that he could not speak.

"Really?" Yuanyuan opened her clear and bright eyes, as if she still did not believe it.

Mo Yixuan nodded with a wry smile.

"Really, Dad will take you there tomorrow morning."

Yuanyuan smiled happily. Although his father's eyes were not quite right, he was very happy to think that he could see his mother. He used to envy other children in the kindergarten who had their parents to pick them up after school.

"Dad, I will draw a picture for Mom. Mom will definitely like it." Yuanyuan showed an innocent smile, and the shallow dimples on his cheeks looked particularly cute.

He quickly ran to the small desk, then opened the drawer and took out a piece of drawing paper, a pencil case and watercolor pens.

There were several photos of his parents in his father's room, so he always knew what his mother looked like.

He liked painting the most, and he was the best painter in the whole kindergarten, and he even won a prize.

Mo Yixuan just watched the child's innocent actions. He stood where he was, his hands clenched tightly, layers of cold sweat constantly oozing out of his forehead.