Apologizing In The Morning

In his memory, Mu Ci had never stood up, so he had no sense of his height. He had always looked down at his brother in the wheelchair.

He didn't expect Mu Ci to be a few centimeters taller than him. Even with a crutch, Mu Ci was still so dazzling that he felt inferior for a moment.

Mu Ci looked at Mu En with a complicated gaze, then at Duan Si, who was so shocked that she lost control of her expression.

"Morning, Mom." There was no emotion in Mu Ci's voice. It was as calm as air.

Duan Si cried out, "Your leg… Why are you standing up?"

Mu Ci looked down at his legs and said calmly, "Yes, I was so excited last night that I could actually stand up."

"In a moment of excitement? Why are you so agitated? What's going on? By the way, why did you hit your brother?" Duan Si suddenly thought of her youngest son.