Chapter 555: Can You Take Me With You

Mo Tingshen turned up the brightness on the lamp and took a pair of slippers from the cabinet by the door.

“Why did you come here barefoot?

Even though it’s getting warmer, you’re not in good health, so you should pay more attention,” he said.

“Brother…” Chu Yao looked at the man half-kneeling in front of her to help her with her shoes, her voice frail, “are you going to leave again after you’ve returned?”

“Hmm?”

Mo Tingshen lifted his head, his hand that had been holding her foot now casually resting on his knee.

At this angle, Chu Yao’s face was bathed in the light and shadows, looking even paler than the light itself.

He smiled with his eyes curved, raising his hand to ruffle her hair, “When Suizhi and I are not at home, does our little Xiao Yao get bored?”

Chu Yao bit her lip, trying to say something but choked it back; tears in her eyes seemed to multiply.

She turned her head away, her lip quivering slightly as she held back her tears.

Mo Tingshen stood up, “Come on, I’ll take you back to your room.”

Chu Yao didn’t move but suddenly clung to his sleeve, “Can’t I sleep here?”

The man paused for a moment, and then smiled helplessly, “Xiao Yao, you’re grown up now.

You can’t sleep with your brother anymore.

Your room isn’t far from mine.

If you really are afraid, you can call me at night, and I’ll talk you to sleep.”

Chu Yao hung her head, concealing the loss and fear in her eyes.

Mo Tingshen thought it was just a little girl’s moodiness, not thinking much of it.

He patted Chu Yao’s hand, and as her grip loosened, he took her hand and started walking down the hallway to the right.

Their shadows were reflected on the wall, one tall and one short; Mo Tingshen deliberately gestured above her head.

She was taller than the last time he left.

“Our little Xiao Yao is growing up.

With your height, it won’t be long until you catch up with your brother.

You’ll be in eighth grade next term, right?

Eighth-grade coursework is very important.

I’ve kept my eighth-grade books for you.

I’ll tutor you during the summer break.

When the new textbooks come out, let me have a look.

They are definitely different from my time.

Don’t worry, your brother will help you sort it out,” he said.

From his room, count to the fourth room to the right, and that is where Chu Yao’s room was.

As he finished speaking, they arrived right at the door.

Mo Tingshen peered inside; the light was off, the bed was a mess, and several clothes were thrown on the floor.

He had intended to leave her at the door and depart, but couldn’t resist turning on the light and picking up the clothes from the floor.

“What’s with these clothes?” he asked.

He noticed a tear at the collar of the shirt as he picked it up, “Did you use so much force taking off your clothes?”

As Chu Yao listened to his laughter, her slightly trembling voice sounded, “Brother, can you take me away with you?”

“Leave?”

Mo Tingshen turned around, “Where do you want to go?”

Chu Yao shook her head desperately, “I don’t know, anywhere but here.”

Mo Tingshen was slightly taken aback, placed the clothes on the sofa, and walked up to her, intentionally bending down to look at her, “Xiao Yao, what exactly is wrong?”

His words struck Chu Yao, causing her tears to fall heavily, sobbing uncontrollably, her eyes wide as she looked straight at him.

“Dad…

he always comes into my room.

He… he does things to me…”

“Hmm?”

Mo Tingshen gave a response, waiting for her to continue.

“He…

he…

Dad…”

Chu Yao’s sobs were shaking, gradually turning into choking gasps.

Her broken words couldn’t form a complete sentence, and in the end, only her crying remained.

Mo Tingshen thought it was probably like their parents were when they were younger, worrying that Chu Yao might not adjust well to being in the house and taking extra care of her, even occasionally coming to tuck her in at night.