Mo Jingyao did not return to their small apartment last night. He only called back before going to bed and told Xie Zhiwu to close the doors and windows alone at night. Thinking about it now, he was probably afraid that she would see something.
Xie Zhiwu hurried back to the Mo family. There was no one in the Mo family except Mo Yan.
"Sit down, girl."
Mo Yan's eyes were bright and he knew what she wanted to do when he saw her in a hurry. He ordered the servants to make a pot of her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus tea.
Xie Zhiwu was eager to find Mo Jingyao. She was in the mood to sit here with him and drink tea, but after rubbing her feet on the spot for a long time, she sat down happily.
Mo Yan sneered, "Don't look at me like this, Uncle Mo knows what you are thinking."
He sighed for a long time, "I know not much better than you, not much earlier than you. But I think, you probably still whispered in your heart. Let me guess, you blame me for not being good enough to Jingyao for so many years ,right?"
Xie Zhiwu's silence was tantamount to acquiescence.
"I am very strict with him. That's because I have more expectations of him than my own Jingshun." Mo Yan tapped his fingers on the table and his eyes were far away. He recalled that year, "Jingshun was in poor health. The situation in New Year was so dangerous that I had to push Jingyao out. I knew that although he didn't say anything, he blamed me in his heart, and I knew you were also blaming me."
"Jingyao is very capable. I saw him as if I saw your second uncle Mo back then. Unfortunately, your second uncle Mo is not here. I can't miss another Mo Jingyao. For the sake of Mo Home, there are some things I have to do."
"So now?" Xie Zhiwu felt uncomfortable thinking of the little Mo Jingyao's unbearable situation, "Mo Jingyao... is not a child of the Mo family, Uncle Mo, what are you going to do?"
After listening to Mo Yan, he smiled slightly, "Girl, do you know what the concept is for more than 30 years? I have treated Jingyao as a son for 31 years. Even if he is an alien, he has to become my biological son. Got it."
After finishing speaking, he frowned in confusion, "I don't know what those two boys think. Why do all of them think that I will leave Jingshun all the mountains and mountains that Jingyao shot down in a hundred years? That kid sees your sister except for your sister. Nothing else, is it possible that I want to send Mo's family to give him a beacon drama. Big brother and dad make his wife happy?!"
With a snort, Xie Zhiwu laughed happily.
When Xie Zhiwu returned to the small apartment, the light in the room was on. She looked at the shoes at the door, threw off her coat and ran upstairs. From the study to the bedroom, I searched around, and finally found out that he was actually cutting vegetables in the kitchen.
Mo Jingyao was very tall and the cooking table was too short. When he was cutting vegetables, he had to bend down slightly. The figure didn't look tall and straight, but it made her nose start to become sore in an instant.
She hugged him gently from behind.
"What are you doing?" Xie Zhiwu asked, sniffing.
Mo Jingyao's body was slightly stagnant when she came back to the mountain, but she continued to raise the knife for half the salary, cutting the potatoes in front of him, he spoke, adding the sound of the knife colliding with the cutting board, "cutting vegetables."
"stupid."
Xie Zhiwu stretched his head from under his armpit and looked at the thick potato strips, "You don't know, the potato shreds are scraped out with a wire scraper?"
"..."
Xie Zhiwu made this meal in the end.
After dinner, the two of them washed up, and Xie Zhiwu pestered Mo Jingyao for a long time before he managed to let him stay in her bedroom. She yawned in Mo Jingyao's arms with satisfaction, and she looked like a satisfied kitten.
"It's so comfortable." She admired vaguely.
Mo Jingyao embraced her quietly without making a sound.
Xie Zhiwu waited for a while without seeing him speaking, sighed in his heart, thought about it, and reached out to touch his chin, which was a little rubbing, "Mo Jingyao, don't be afraid, you still have me."
Mo Jingyao was taken aback, then his arms tightened again.
"I just... feel like a joke," he said, his voice astringent.
"Just for such an inexplicable farce, for the grievances of the previous generation, for... a person's selfishness, I almost lost my most beloved person, and almost killed my child by myself."
Upon hearing this, Xie Zhiwu rolled over and lay on his chest, "Don't hate my dad, okay? He just... loves my mother too much."
"I know." Mo Jingyao smiled bitterly, "But sometimes when I think of these things over the years, I can't forget to do nothing. When I was with you... when I was on the island, in fact, I was not so unconscious. . You always say that I’m with you, but what you call is the name of the song. But how could that happen? I just didn’t dare to call it out. Even when I couldn’t help it, I didn’t dare to call out the last one. Words. You are my life, I would rather not have a child, would rather let you hate me for a lifetime, also ● No need for you to know these dirty things, and no harm to you. But in the end... everything is me opinionated."
"You still said that I was cruel. In fact, where am I cruel. I begged my second uncle to allow you to give birth to my child. I told him that whether the child is disabled or a fool, I don’t mind. I can recite it. With you, a person takes him away and I can raise him alone. You will never know the truth."
Xie Zhiwu's eyes were wet, "You are not cruel, you are stupid."
Mo Jingyao looked at her and wiped her tears, "Anyway, A Wu, thank God, you didn’t listen to me. Now I... I’m not even from the Mo family anymore, I don’t know who I am, I Only you and the child are left."
Xie Zhiwu snorted, buried her little head in the solid chest, and finally reached out and patted Mo Jingyao's head, "Don't be afraid, you still have me. Your identity and your past are not important at all, I and Your child is your future."
"The future...?" Mo Jingyao lightly touched the long black hair, "A Wu. You will never know how important you are to me. In the past I even thought you were my sun. But the sun , The future? No, now I finally understand that you are one of my stars, the only light in my endless darkness. You have brought me the only star that illuminates the road in the dark eternal night, and a hopeless life Here, I'm the most beautiful scenery in the warmth."
The days passed quickly, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.
Liangchen and Jingjing have moved here for a long time, and they are now following Mo Jingyao in the living room, not knowing what to do.
Xie Zhiwu has a lot of things, and recently he is always worried about his parents' affairs, and only now is there time to organize them.
Brigitte Lin still couldn't forgive Xie Tian in the end, she hated other people cheating most in her life. Mo Yu lied to her for more than two years, and she paid it back in 25 years. But thank God? Until the end, she used that proud turn around, the most decisive way, to avenge the injury of Xie Tian.
Zhige and Jingshun persuaded and persuaded, but Xie Tian unexpectedly did not make a reservation. He told Xie Zhiwu that he had stolen these thirty years, enough for the rest of his life to slowly recall.
He said, I owe them so many years, the rest of the day, let them together.
Xie Zhiwu also thought that Brigitte Lin and Mo Yu would be together, but in the end, the two of them just said a little, unable to go back. Time can't go back, the old youth can't go back, even if the relationship lasts forever, what is separated between them is not just a 30-year misunderstanding.
But no more hate is enough.
Lin Qingxia and Mo Yuxuan left on the same day and flew to different places, fearing that it would be difficult to see each other in their lifetime. Xie Zhiwu sent away the two closest people back and forth. Seeing that pair of youth no longer lonely and lonely, his heart felt sad.
When the familiar tune came, she was holding a very ordinary-looking small box.
"Not good yet?" Mo Jingyao didn't know when he came to him.
Xie Zhiwu blinked and stared at him with a narrowed mouth, "This tune... huh, this is Zhige's favorite. You even stole someone's out-of-print CD back then!"
"What are you talking about?" Mo Jingyao replied in surprise, "I found these CDs after searching for a long time. Do I still have to steal things if I want them? Besides, you forgot, you said that this song is good. ."
"..." Is there such a thing? She frowned.
Mo Jingyao nodded, "Yes, it was you. I remember it very clearly. After listening to the song, I asked me for the address to buy it. If you don't like it, why should I spend this time looking for them?"
What he said for granted, Xie Zhiwu was completely speechless. Thinking in their hearts, Liangchen and Meijing ran in with two pairs of short legs.
Meijing held the photo album in her hand and pointed to a photo taken by Xie Tian when she was practicing dancing, "Mama, you can dance?"
Xie Zhiwu took two steps back vigilantly, but Mo Jingyao touched her girl’s head with a smile and said, "Of course, not only did she do, she danced very well. I remember one year when your mother participated in the competition. Wearing a fiery red skirt, it looks like that, not to mention how beautiful it is."
Flaming skirt? Xie Zhiwu searched her head carefully. She participated in only a few competitions in college, and the only time she wore a red skirt was the tango that he missed to watch. But since he didn't watch it, how could he know
Mo Jingyao greeted Xie Zhiwu's intriguing gaze, and touched his nose uncomfortably, "It's okay, let's go out to play, don't hinder mom."
He turned around, pushed Liangchen and Jingjing and walked out without forgetting to bring the door.
Xie Zhiwu laughed happily in the room, and opened the inconspicuous box in his hand. When he saw the contents of the box, he was in a trance for a moment.
It was the "God of Love" he threw to her many years ago.
Xie Zhiwu smiled slightly while looking at the box. Fortunately, love God it, has been watching her.
In March of the following year, the grass grows and the warbler flies. Xie Zhiwu and Mo Jingyao took two little monsters to see Yan Hui.
Although Liangchen and Meijing have confirmed Mo Jingyao's identity, they are still somewhat dissatisfied with the change of surname.
"Mo Liangchen, Mo Meijing-how ugly this is." The two of them frowned, glanced at each other, and squashed their mouths together.
Mo Jingyao squatted down patiently and looked into the eyes of a pair of children, "Since we don't like it, we won't change it. Xie Liangchen and Xie Meijing, these names are indeed better. And-more meaningful."
The big and small monsters were about to cheer together, Xie Zhiwu stretched out his hand, and one of them gave a thump, "Ignore them, there are not many people and a lot of things, and then be so awkward, next time men go to ballet and women to practice Tai Chi!"
When the two babies heard this, they immediately rushed into their father's arms with a full face.
After Xie Zhiwu had dealt with the two children, he turned to look at the tombstone in front of him. Up there, Yan Huizheng faced her with a smirk, as if she was a little closer and could see him blinking maliciously.
"Am I very selfish?" She said softly, "He once said that if one day leaves, he will surely scatter his ashes into the sea, drift by the wind, drift with the sea **, let him be free and unrestrained between the world and the earth. Soaring. But now, I selfishly keep him by my side."
Mo Jingyao took her shoulders and looked at the young face on the tombstone, "He will understand."
Yes, he will understand. Just like one day, she also understands.
Xie Zhiwu sighed and smiled softly. The smile made Mo Jingyao's heart soft.
After a long time, he finally spoke slowly.
"Xie Zhiwu."
"Ok?"
"I love you." (End of this chapter)