Chapter 667

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Little White had survived the early stages of detoxification. Despite his irresistible charm, he was now extremely thin, resembling a typical bamboo pole. When he woke up, it took him quite some time to focus on Mo Yao. Bai Ye said that Little White would gradually regain consciousness from today onwards and wouldn't remain in a daze anymore. Both Mo Yao and Ye Wei were very concerned because Little White could barely recognize anyone. During this period, it seemed as if he had been through hell; everything was hazy and unclear to him.

Mo Yao even wished that Little White would forget this past period. As long as he could return to his previous cheerful self, Mo Yao wouldn't care about anything else. He didn't want Little White to remember such a heavy memory. Bai Ye and Su Man had said that the virus could have an impact on Little White's nervous system. Afraid that Little White would completely change into another person, Mo Yao stayed by his side all night.

When Little White woke up, he turned his eyes around and glanced from Mo Yao to Ye Wei, then to Eleven (Shiyi), to Mo Jue, and finally to Mo Ye. He was very bewildered, a kind of confusion where he didn't know what to do or think about what was happening in front of him.

Suddenly, he flashed a brilliant smile that was as bright as the sun and just as dazzling as before; it was the usual obedient and lively smile. "Hey, Mommy, Boss, what’s wrong Why are you all looking at me like this"

They had imagined every possible scenario of Little White waking up but never thought that he would act as if nothing had happened, with such ease and still smiling like that. This was an abnormal smile in a normal state; after experiencing so much, it was impossible for Little White to smile as beautifully as before. Ye Wei and Mo Yao couldn't find anything strange about this, so Wushuang went out to call Bai Ye and Su Man.

They had rested the whole night, and when Wushuang barged into their room, there was a slight awkwardness because she forgot to knock on the door.

Bai Ye's smile seemed forced, but Wushuang, in her excitement about Little White waking up, overlooked this. Bai Ye then composed himself and went to check on Little White.

Everything appeared normal, making everyone feel as if they had gone through a surreal dream. After going through such a hellish ordeal, Little White suddenly returned to his previous carefree and smiling self. Everyone felt rather stifled; there wasn't even a hint of joy in Ye Wei's expression.

Little White stared at Ye Wei with slight fear in his eyes. Whenever Ye Wei looked like this, it meant he was going to get beaten up. Little White pitifully cried out, "Mommy, did I do something wrong"

Ye Wei smiled warmly and affectionately while stroking his head. "It's okay, I'm just happy you're awake."

Mao Bai was confused; he stared at Ye Wei with big eyes and asked Mo Jue, "Daddy, aren't you angry"

Mojue was puzzled, "Why am I angry"

"Because Mommy is being so gentle with me, you should have jumped up and punched me," Little White asked. Everyone looked at each other; indeed, it wasn’t that Little White was abnormal, but rather they were the ones who were off their rocker.

Ye Wei’s unusual gentleness and Mojue’s abnormal lack of rage aside, everything about Little White seemed to be unchanged as before, except for how everyone treated him after going through all this. It felt like he was a delicate crystal that could break if handled carelessly.

They held him in their arms with great care, even being afraid to speak loudly.

After Little White woke up and wasn’t used to Ye Wei’s gentleness, he wondered what was wrong with her. When Ye Wei took Baiye out of the room, Little White waved at Mo Yue. Mo Yue approached him, and Little White asked in a secretive tone, "Big Brother, is Mommy okay"

"She's fine."

Little White tilted his head to think for a long time but couldn’t figure it out. He also felt that Mo Yue’s gaze on him was odd, filled with indulgence and enthusiasm like drowning water. Little White was alarmed by this; Kaka truly felt something was wrong here. Since the moment Little White smiled, everything seemed off. But no matter how he looked at Little White, there didn’t seem to be any deception involved. Kaka asked, "Little White, are you okay"

Mojue shook his head. He appeared to want to pat his chest and assure everyone that he was fine, but Mo Yue held his wrist tightly so he wouldn’t move around. Mojue found this strange; then he looked at his own hand. Each part of Little White’s body was slender and perfect: his neck, arms, legs, fingers, and feet were all masterpieces of God. His hands had always been beautiful, but now what he saw was a pair of bony hands with no flesh, long and slim like those from a horror movie skeleton. Little White pouted, which was one of his favorite actions, but without any fat on his face, the pout looked somewhat twisted.

Little White said, "Big Brother, give me a mirror."

Mojue watched Little White with concern; Little White suddenly shouted, "Mirror!"

Everyone was startled. The other members of the Mo family who had been talking outside rushed in, thinking something serious had happened. Mo Yue already handed a mirror to Little White. He took it and without any doubt aimed it at his face, and then his eyes widened even more. His eyes were almond-shaped, not too large or small but perfectly proportioned. The eyeliner was long and the eyebrow bones slightly high, with deep-set eyes. Now they looked yellowish and gaunt, as if the skin on his face had shrunk into wrinkles like those of a 70-80-year-old person, lacking any luster. His eyes were large, round, and bright, while his lips were colorless; Little White pinched his cheeks with his hand, feeling that he could pull up layers of wrinkles.

Little White was depressed and wounded inside; where had the beautiful face gone How did it turn into this grotesque appearance From shock to confusion to a heavy blow, Little White suddenly threw away the mirror. The small mirror shattered on impact. Everyone jumped in fright, thinking that Little White was about to go mad again. He pulled the covers over himself and hid under them, wailing like someone who had been wronged—wailing…

Ye Wei was shocked, Shiyi was helpless, and Wu Shuang was bewildered. Who could tell them what happened

Mojue asked, "Xiaobai, are you feeling uncomfortable"

The group questioned Xiaobai at the same time. Suddenly, Xiaobai pulled off his blanket, revealing a wound caused by drug withdrawal that made him frown in pain. He held his face and cried miserably, "Why has my face turned like this"

"Ah, I don't want to see anyone! Get out of here! My face... oh no, oh no..."

Mojie was an extremely vain person who was a perfectionist. Even his cuff had to match perfectly with his shirt; he would react excessively if there were any damage to his appearance. You could shoot him in the arm, but dare not even leave a tiny wound on his face or you risked your life. Xiaobai took extra good care of this face.

The group was completely puzzled. When Xiaobai woke up, he didn't seem concerned about the difficult period he had gone through, nor did he mind the issues with Boss; there were no psychological shadows... nothing...

He only cared about his nearly disfigured face

Was it just his beauty that mattered to him

Even Ye Wei, who was very perceptive, felt confused. Afraid of upsetting Xiaobai, she asked hesitantly, "Hey, doesn't anyone feel sorry for me"

He looked at them with almost tearful eyes and said, "I'm injured... I'm feeling inferior... Mommy..."

Ye Wei was stunned. This was actually the most normal Xiaobai; he used to be like this. But now she dared not call him normal. Wu Shuang said, "What are you wailing about It's just a minor injury. You'll still look handsome."

"None of you dare take photos of me," Xiaobai pouted angrily. Everyone nodded in agreement. Suddenly he shouted loudly, "I can't take it anymore! What's wrong with all of you Why are you acting so weirdly When did I turn into some girl that you have to talk to me as if I were fragile"

The crowd continued to look bewildered, but Ye Wei suddenly slapped him on the head. Xiao Bai rubbed his head; his masochistic tendencies kicked in as he pitifully looked at his violent mom with a sense that something was back in place. "Mommy, it's so good that you're finally normal."

Ye Wei asked, "Do you know what’s wrong with you"

"Of course I do, I’m sick," Mo Xiaobai answered matter-of-factly.

"What kind of sickness"

"I got injured in Somalia. Why are you all so worried" Xiao Bai asked. Veins on Mo Yao’s forehead twitched violently as his heart sank halfway; the incident in Somalia had happened five years ago already.

“Ah...” Seeing everyone's surprise, Mo Xiaobai was also surprised and puzzled: Could it be that he wasn't right He turned to Mo Yao, "Boss, what’s wrong with my cute little brother"

Suddenly, Mo Yao clenched his fists. It seemed like the crowd had figured something out too—Xiao Bai had lost five years of memory and thought he was still recovering from an injury in Somalia. But as soon as this thought crossed his mind, Xiao Bai let out another “ah” sound and slapped his head in frustration. "I need to call Ji Bing; she must be worried sick. Where’s my phone"

Mo Yao and Wushuang were once again at a loss—If Mo Xiaobai's memory stopped after he got injured in Somalia, why did he remember Ji Bing When he was injured in Somalia, Ji Bing hadn’t even entered his life yet; how could his memories be so jumbled if they had already met

“Who’s Ji Bing” Mo Yao asked.

Moh Xiaobai scratched his head and looked a bit embarrassed. "My girlfriend. I wanted to bring her back from Rome for mommy and daddy to meet, then we would get married."

The look in his eyes as he stared at Mo Yao was very sincere and pure; it felt like he was stating an obvious fact. A sharp pain stabbed Mo Yao’s heart: What had happened to Xiao Baias a guard has even one pistol on them, the detection system will issue an alert; it won't trigger unless they carry nothing at all.Each of the five small castles is equipped with specialized long-ran...