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In the early morning, the sunlight warmly shines through the cracks of the curtains into the room. Mo Yanyu gets up from the bed quietly and looks at the small bed beside him, where Xingxing is sleeping peacefully, with a hint of pain still visible on his face.
Mo Yanyu walks gently to the window, pulls open the curtains, and lets the fresh air and gentle sunlight fill the entire room. He then walks to the bookshelf, picks up a pediatric first aid manual, and earnestly flips through it, preparing for his new role as a father.
The stars slowly woke up, blinked their little eyes a few times, and then saw Mo Yanyu. She smiled slightly, "Uncle Mo, good morning."
Mo Yanyu put down the book in his hand, walked over, and gently responded, "Good morning, star. How are you feeling?"
Xingxing pouted, "It hurts a little, but I'm very brave."
Mo Yanyu nodded gently, his eyes showing relief. "You are the bravest little girl." With that, he carefully examined Xingxing's wound, making sure there were no signs of infection.
Breakfast was personally cooked by Mo Yanyu, who made fried eggs and hot milk according to online recipes, as well as a fresh fruit salad that Star likes. He brought the breakfast to Star's bedside and gently said, "Come, eat something. It will help you recover faster."
Star looked at the abundant breakfast in front of him, his eyes shining. "Thank you, Uncle Mo. It looks delicious."
Mo Yanyu and the stars finished a simple yet heartwarming breakfast. After the meal, Mo Yanyu carefully took out the medicines and medical supplies provided by the hospital and began to change the stars' bandages. His brow furrowed slightly, but his movements were unusually steady, each one revealing his meticulousness and precision.
The stars sat on a small chair, gritting her teeth. Her small hand tightly grasped the corner of the bedsheet, but she did not cry, and even tried to muster a brave smile.
"Uncle Mo, you're so amazing, even more attentive than a doctor," Star said with a proud tone.
Mo Yanyu smiled slightly, a rare moment of tenderness for him. He gently responded, "I just want you to get better soon." His voice was deep and full of concern.
In the following days, Mo Yanyu stayed at home taking care of Xingxing attentively. During this time, his life rhythm became simpler and more regular. His work schedule was precisely planned to allow more time to accompany Xingxing.
Their daily life was filled with joy. Mo Yanyu taught Xingxing how to paint. His style was simple and powerful, but he always patiently guided Xingxing on how to hold the brush and how to outline. Xingxing's paintings, although immature, were full of creativity and color.
"Uncle Mo, does my drawing of the tree look good?" Xingxing excitedly showed her artwork to Mo Yanyu.
Mo Yanyu carefully observed and nodded, saying, "Very much so. You've chosen the colors very well."
In the evening, Mo Yanyu will tell stories to the stars. His stories are always so logical and knowledgeable, but he tries hard to make them sound lively and interesting. The stars always listen with relish, occasionally asking some peculiar questions.
"Uncle Mo, why does the moon change its shape?" the star asked curiously.
Mo Yanyu will use his thinking to explain the changes in the lunar phases in detail, while also incorporating some fables to make the explanation more vivid.
When playing with building blocks and puzzles, Mo Yanyu demonstrates his innate spatial awareness and problem-solving abilities. He will build blocks with Xingxing, teaching her how to stack and balance, while also encouraging her to use her imagination to create various shapes.
"Uncle Mo, the castle we built is so big!" Star exclaimed excitedly after completing a block castle.
Mo Yanyu looked at Star's proud little face and felt warm inside.
Under the care of Mo Yanyu, Xingxing makes progress every day. Her smile has blossomed once again, and her eyes are filled with a deep reliance on Mo Yanyu.
During this special time, Mo Yanyu deeply feels the great responsibility of being a father. His usually calm and rational heart gradually becomes gentle, filled with endless love and care for little Xingxing. Every moment spent with Xingxing has become an invaluable treasure in his life.
However, behind this warm life, Mo Yanyu did not forget the incident that injured Xing Xing. As a principled man, he decided to hold the person responsible for the harm accountable. His approach reflects his serious and meticulous nature—both calm and thoughtful.
One evening, when Xing Xing had already entered dreamland, Mo Yanyu sat in the study and picked up the phone to contact the person he had arranged to handle the matter.
"How is everything going?" His voice was calm and powerful.
The response on the other end of the phone was equally calm: "Everything is under control, that person will be held accountable for his actions under the law."
Mo Yanyu nodded in satisfaction with the result. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at the moonlight outside the window. In his heart, there was not only love for the stars, but also a firm sense of responsibility as a father.
Xingxing, sleeping in her warm little bed, was completely unaware of all this. Her face bore an innocent and pure smile, as if still enjoying the beautiful moments in her dreams.
The next day, when Xingxing woke up with the company of Mo Yanyu, she threw herself into his arms and excitedly described her dream in her childish voice.
"Uncle Mo, I dreamt that I turned into a little bird, flying around in the sky!" she exclaimed, her face filled with happiness.
Mo Yanyu gently touched her head and responded softly, "It must have been a wonderful dream." His eyes shimmered with a gentle light, an expression only shown in front of the stars.
Every night, Mo Yanyu would accompany the little star to watch the stars. The little star nestled in his arms, and they counted the twinkling stars in the night sky together. The little star's small hand held Mo Yanyu's hand, her voice soft and sweet, " Uncle Mo, the stars are so beautiful."
Mo Yanyu looked down at her, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Yes, Xingxing, just like you."
On these nights, they shared the tranquility and peace of the night sky together, feeling the deep emotional connection between father and daughter. In these ordinary yet special days, the bond between Mo Yanyu and Xingxing became even stronger.
The recovery process for Xingxing may be long, but under the care of Mo Yanyu, she is making progress every day and learning new things.
During this special time, Mo Yanyu has discovered that his skills in taking care of children are constantly improving. He has learned how to prepare food suitable for Xingxing, how to make her take medicine without resistance, and even how to make her little face light up with a smile.
One afternoon, as the sunlight streamed through the window into the cozy living room, Mo Yanyu was playing puzzles with Xingxing. Xingxing's little hand held a puzzle piece, with a furrowed brow and a determined pout as he tried to find the right spot.
Mo Yanyu watched him, a gentle smile in his eyes, his voice tender and patient: "Xingxing, try putting this piece here."
Star Yiyan tried, and when the puzzle was perfectly fitted, a surprised expression appeared on her face, "Wow, Uncle Mo, I did it!"
Mo Yanyu nodded in praise, "Great job, Star, you are really smart." His voice was full of encouragement.
On another day, Mo Yanyu sat by the window with a star in his arms, holding a picture book and telling stories to the star. The star leaned against him, listening with great interest, occasionally asking some wonderful questions, showing her curiosity.
" Uncle Mo, did the little rabbit finally find a friend?" The star's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
Mo Yanyu Turning gently to the last page, "Yes, the little rabbit found many friends, and they played happily together."
Xingxing smiled slightly, her face filled with contentment. She liked this warm moment.
At night, when the stars lay quietly in bed getting ready to sleep, Mo Yanyu sat by her bedside and gently tucked her in. His eyes were filled with tenderness, and his voice was soft and peaceful: "Star, good night, sweet dreams."
Star looked at Mo Yanyu with wide eyes, "Uncle Mo, will you always be here?"
Mo Yanyu smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "Of course, I will be here until you fall asleep."
Star smiled contentedly and tightly held Mo Yanyu's hand, then slowly closed her eyes.
Mo Yanyu Quietly sitting there until he was sure the stars had entered dreamland. He stood up gently and whispered, "Goodnight, my little star."
He turned off the room's light, gently closed the door, and then returned to his own room. Lying in bed, his thoughts drifted far, recalling the bits and pieces of time spent with the stars in these days.
During this special time, Mo Yanyu felt that a tremendous change had taken place within his heart. He transformed from a rational and rigorous person to someone more sensitive. The presence of the stars brought new colors and meanings to his life, making his world more abundant and vibrant.
He is grateful that fate allowed him to encounter the stars, giving him the opportunity to become her "Uncle Mo." In taking care of the stars, he learned selfless love, patience, and care. From now on, their lives will be filled with more laughter.
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