As if traveling through time, Mo Jingyao stared blankly at Xie Zhiwu's back.
Once upon a time, he was like her, walking silently on this road. She was very good at the time, he kept walking, she followed him without saying a word.
The same place, the same people, the only difference is that they changed positions.
This time, she was in front, and finally she didn't have to look at his back.
Mo Jingyao smiled a little self-deprecatingly. The autumn wind started. He tightened his coat tightly. The moonlight at fifteenth century was still as bright as it was five years ago. But when he looked at the shadow of two people one meter apart on the wall, he couldn't think about it. From the mood of the year.
The eagle, the chicken, the bat, he was repeating what she did.
Gradually raised his left hand, reaching out to Xie Zhiwu's right hand. Mo Jingyao looked at the overlapping hands of the two on the wall, and his heart suddenly became sore.
He couldn't remember his feelings, but finally understood her feelings back then.
How lonely does it take to play such a game
When Xie Zhiwu turned around, it was not Mo Jingyao's smile. His expression seemed melancholy and lonely, which made her have the idea that all of this is an illusion for a moment.
"Do you have anything to say?" she asked.
Mo Jingyao raised his head, his mouth opened, but shook his head silently.
"Okay, let me say." Xie Zhiwu smiled, and put her cold hands into her pockets, "You probably have been wondering whether the good day and the beautiful scenery are your children? Well, in fact, I am too. I never wanted to hide it from you, but Liangchen is a child who habitually thinks for me. He is a little willful. In many cases, I think he is like an old hen."
"He... is a good boy."
Mo Jingyao spoke in a low voice, Xie Zhiwu looked at the direction of home, and when he thought about the two little guys, he laughed out, "Yes, it's hard for a mother like me to not become like him."
"So Mo Jingyao, I'm sorry, I lied to you back then, Liang Chen also lied to you before, but he didn't lie to you just now. They are indeed your children."
At that moment, Mo Jingyao felt that a small flame suddenly rose in his heart. The flame gradually grew up with Xie Zhiwu’s serious but stubborn expression, crackling, and finally a brilliant flower bloomed deep in his heart. Fireworks.
Xie Zhiwu felt cold when Mo Jingyao was silent. She pulled out a smile and said again, "However, just like Liangchen said. It is my choice to leave them alone. So they are my responsibility. I don’t need someone else to replace them. I take it, or help me share it. I know what I want from the beginning to the present. Responsibility can be exchanged for family and family, but it can never be exchanged for love and happiness. When I was young, I was ignorant and always I thought you would like me every day when I was in front of your eyes. I thought I would be happy if we were together. But now, I won't be so stupid."
"No... Is that stupid."
Mo Jingyao listened carefully to each word of Xie Zhiwu, muttering to himself.
That's right, there are not many stupid people like her in this world. It took her so long to get out of the shadow he gave her, how could he selfishly demand her, as always.
Xie Zhiwu nodded, "So, you don’t have to worry that I will pester you. To be honest, I still hate you a bit, but everyone says that there is no hate without love, so I hate you. Just a little bit."
She stretched out her finger and gestured for a short distance, "Now, it's really only such a tiny bit."
Without love, can there be no hate? Mo Jingyao chuckled bitterly, then, a little bit of hatred for him, does it mean that she still loves him a little bit
"In the future, our two families have known each other for many years. In front of the elders, I will try to get along with you as much as possible. But in private, I will not have too much contact with you. You know my temper. I don’t like it very much, and I don’t want to forgive you for telling you about it, you probably don’t need it. You can see the good days and the beautiful scenery at any time, but they will always be my children and they will grow up by my side. ,will not change."
Xie Zhiwu shook his head and shook his head, and said something that he had been thinking about for a long time. It wasn't until I finished speaking that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Jingyao nodded startledly, "Don't worry, I... won't snatch them from you. But Wu, can you give me some time?"
"Time?" What time? Xie Zhiwu's eyes widened blankly.
"There are some things that you don't need to know. I will find out. Trust me, I will give you an explanation."
When he stepped into the house, Xie Zhiwu was still wondering what Mo Jingyao said.
After so many years, she has long been used to no longer caring about other people's things and no longer gossiping, so she will not think carefully about things he said there is no need to know. But what exactly does he want to explain to her? !
Let her give him time, then? Use wool? !
Is it possible that he wants to... get back together
Thinking of this, Xie Zhiwu almost didn't give herself a slap.
Compound, compound your sister! Are you married? ! Besides, they didn't even say a word about wanting to be with you from beginning to end, okay? !
Passionate!
Xie Zhiwu cursed herself, patted her face and entered the room. Xie Tian and Brigitte Lin were not there, only the good time and the beautiful scene were fighting.
The beauty is articulate, but she always loses to Liangchen when she babbles. Usually when she babbles, Liangchen is always silent, but a word unknowingly can make the beauty instantly blow up, she said, but, still Not happy, sometimes rushed to bite people in a hurry, the good day always yelled that women are tigers.
"What's wrong?" she asked with a headache looking at a pair of jokes.
The beauty snorted, turned his head, Liangchen raised his head and glanced at her, and said faintly, "Your daughter has another moth."
"The beauty is also your sister." Xie Zhiwu corrected her son eighteen hundred times, and she didn't bother to care about what the beauty was. "I haven't asked you to settle the account yet. You stubbornly admit to kissing?!"
Liangchen shrugged, "It's nothing, I like to see him frightened."
Xie Zhiwu was completely mad, "Then I like to see your frizzy hairs, can you give me a hug?"
"I think it is more feasible for you to change the suggestion."
"Then let your grandma hug!"
Xie Zhiwu finished speaking bitterly, and ran to find the baby's grandmother aggrieved. Liangchen and Meijing glanced at each other, thinking of the classic chestnut chicken wings in their heads.
"You're really good." Liangchen sighed, "In order to please grandma, I don't hesitate to sacrifice my taste buds."
Meijing sniffed, "What do you know, I don't actually taste it at all, I think I have a cold."
After speaking, he sneezed in response to the occasion. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)