While I was shocked, my little uncle suddenly let go of my hand and took a step forward.

But for some reason, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground.

“Little uncle!” I quickly reached out to help him up.

“Little uncle!” Master San in the wheelchair slid from the wheelchair and also knelt before my little uncle.

I was stunned. Just as I was about to pull my little uncle up, Ye Qian grabbed my hand.

I raised my eyes and met Ye Qian’s beautiful eyes. There were tears in them.

Ye Qian shook her head slightly at me.

Jing Tian put his arm around my shoulder and held me in his arms.

My mind was empty, and I was stunned.

Master San placed his hand on my little uncle’s shoulder and called out softly, “Little Uncle!”

His voice was a little hoarse and choked with sobs.

His uncle reached out and hugged him. The two of them hugged each other tightly in front of everyone.

Even if I was a fool, I understood this person’s identity. I was just shocked and didn’t dare to confirm it.

Was he actually Master San?

Was he actually together with Ye Qian?

I was still in a daze when the two of them were helped up.

The man sat in his wheelchair and looked at me. He frowned and a faint smile appeared on his lips. “Little girl, how are you still in a daze? How did you manage to grow up anyway?”

Without any warning, tears fell from my eyes. My entire body was trembling and I couldn’t say a word. I looked at him and saw the deep line between his brows. He loved to frown since he was young so there was now a deep crease between his brows.

He reached out his hand to me. There was impatience on the corners of his lips, but his tone was still smiling. “Aren’t you going to give me a hug?”

Jing Tian pushed me lightly. I wasn’t prepared for it. I staggered a little, but Jing Tian held me up again.

I pushed his hand away gently and moved forward one step, two steps, three steps…

I reached out and touched his fingertips. They were cold. My heart shuddered and I couldn’t help but reach out to touch his face. I thought, why is his hand so cold? What about his face?

Fortunately, his face was warm. I was relieved.

“Cousin Mo, are you cold?” My tears seemed to burst.

He gently hugged me in his arms. “I’m not cold. I’m fine.”

He was my cousin Mo!

He was the cousin Mo who had always protected me in my memories!

He was the living cousin Mo!

I pushed his hand away and caressed his face once again to confirm. “Cousin Mo?”

He nodded.

“Cousin Mo?”

He nodded again.

He smiled. “Girl, how are you going to marry when you act so silly all the time?”

I laughed and cried. “Cousin Mo, Cousin Mo…”

He reached out to pinch my face. “Alright, stop crying. Who is going to like you because you’re so ugly when you’re crying!”

My legs gave way and I knelt beside him. I raised my head to look at him. My tears blurred my eyes but I couldn’t wipe them away. I couldn’t see his face clearly no matter how hard I tried.

He placed his big hand on my face and said softly, “Don’t cry. If you continue to cry, I won’t play with you anymore.”

I paused, and the tears flowed even more violently.

Feeling helpless, he pointed at Jing Tian. “That person! Tell her to stop crying. Hurry up and coax her! I always lose patience when she cries! Why hasn’t she changed at all? She won’t stop crying!”

Jing Tian helped me up and patted my head. “Be good. Don’t cry.”

I grabbed his hand and pointed at cousin Mo. “Jing Tian, cousin Mo, he’s cousin Mo. He’s not dead. He’s cousin Mo!”

Jing Tian planted a light kiss on my forehead. “I got it. Now, please don’t cry.”