At that moment, Xie Zhiwu suddenly felt that she missed Mo Jingyao very much.
"Zhiwu, do you hate him?"
Mo Jingshun looked up at her, his eyes hesitantly mixed with a trace of distress. Xie Zhiwu's heart suddenly hurt, and his eyes became sore unconsciously.
"Why should I hate him?"
She endured the urge to run away with her feet up, and sat quietly beside Mo Jingshun. Mo Jingshun sighed and said in a low voice, "You to him... We all know that my father and mother like you very much. In addition to your own reasons, it is largely due to your attitude towards my brother. You are such a proud person. You don’t know how many boys are willing to follow you, but for him, you sometimes change It’s not like you anymore."
"Why don't I look like myself? I'm just such a person, it doesn't matter whether it's him or not."
"If you have a hard mouth, you will suffer from you sooner or later!"
Xie Zhiwu was happy when he heard this, "I said, how do you speak with You Qi in an accent."
"That's because everyone loves you."
Mo Jingshun raised his hand and touched her head, and continued, "Don't look at me always hurting you, but in fact, I really want to see you. My brother, my family can't figure it out, I want to say He has a weird temper. Although he doesn't care about others, he is very polite. He is the only one who treats you..."
"What to me?"
"Only for you, he is impatient, short-tempered, mean and unreasonable... In short, all his shortcomings seem to be used to deal with you, and when facing you, he doesn't look like his usual self."
Xie Zhiwu laughed, "Why do you talk about him like a child, but in this way, am I a special person to him?"
These words were more or less self-comforting, and Mo Jingshun didn't intend to pierce her, "Yeah, yeah, you are the most special."
Xie Zhiwu heard Mo Jingshun's words and knew that he was determined to comfort herself, and then think about the relatives around him, parents, Zhige, Uncle Mo and Ella, if they are all the same to themselves With such a distressed and compassionate appearance, she probably really doesn't know how to meet people from now on.
Thinking about it, she started to scratch the wall in annoyance.
"Brother Jingshun, please, don't look at me with such sympathetic eyes."
Xie Zhiwu was one of the few when he was a child until he yelled at his brother. Every time he was shocked, he was sad, or he went crazy when he met something good. All in all are extreme.
So Mo Jingshun seriously corrected, "It's not sympathy, but distressed."
"That's not all the same!" Xie Zhiwu became angry, but then leaned back and lay down behind her. "If I tell you now, I actually don't like Mo Jingyao at all, you will believe it. ?"
Mo Jingshun seemed to hesitate for a while, "I believe..."
Xie Zhiwu sighed, "Don't force it, you don't even believe me."
"To put it plainly, I don't know what I think of him. When I saw Uncle Mo treat him harshly, I felt sorry for him and felt sorry for him. Later... Later, I saw songs that he obviously liked, but they still have days. Yeye feels distressed for your sweet appearance. If I show him a little bit of distressed thoughts, he will be like hurting his self-esteem, and those two staring at me wanting to swallow me. But if I don't say anything, even if I die in this life, he won't take the initiative to say something to me, and I won't have a chance to let him look at me.
I think in fact I am the one who should be distressed. I don't have a tendency to abuse myself, so why always rush to see people's faces? Every time I was scolded and ignored by him, I was always angrily thinking that next time I don’t care about it, I would let him fend for himself, but there will be another time. I rushed over to stick to other people, early I have forgotten all the previous oaths. "
Mo Jingshun smiled, "The same is true for my song."
"That's because of the song of your love." Xie Zhiwu stretched out her hand and caught a glimmer of sunshine. "But do I love Mo Jingyao? I don't even know whether he likes him or not. People say that like is shallow love. Love is a deep liking, so I think they mean the same thing.
Then why do I like Mo Jingyao
Because he is handsome? How many beautiful men are there in IRIS, who would not look down on me except him
Because he is rich? But I am not short of money, I may even have more money than him.
Is he kind? Is he generous? Is he responsible? Is he capable
I think one of the most nonsense theory in the world is that someone falls in love with someone because of someone's strengths. Is this possible? No one's strengths are unique. Take kindness as an example, how many people in the world are kind-hearted? Because a person is kind and falls in love with him, is it possible to fall in love with most people? Will you change your mind if you meet someone more kind than him in the future
So I feel that love, such a vague thing, comes and goes, and leaves. It is simply inexplicable to have to give it a rigid reason. As for Mo Jingyao, I thought about it and thought it might be because he was the only person who didn't care about me and treated me so badly since he was a child. I just have a jade hope to conquer him. "
After Xie Zhiwu finished the long talk in one breath, he was surprised that he had said so much. When I think about the likes, loves, and so on, I start to feel embarrassed.
She tugged at the corners of her mouth, "I just found out that my population is really good..."
Mo Jingshun ignored her, but was rather puzzled about the previous true confession, "Do you really think so?"
Xie Zhiwu confessed his fate and covered his face, "What else can I think if I don't think so?! I can't really admit that I actually have a brain disease and tend to be abused. Give me some face, otherwise I really don't know in the future. How should I face you, I will tear down you and the song!"
"Dare you!" Mo Jingshun stared.
"Then stop talking about it!"
By the time Xie Zhiwu escaped from the curious baby Mo Jingshun's minions, it was already an hour later.
During the hour of talking with Mo Jingshun, her ears were filled with his sometimes frustrated and sometimes proud voices. What is even more strange is that the person in front of her is not him, and the voice in her ears is not his, hers. What's floating in his head is all his appearance.
Mo Jingshun said, "Actually, I know that the person of that year was the song of you or not."
Xie Zhiwu was silent.
It seems to be the year when he was seven years old.
That year, Mo Jingyao had a very hard life. Uncle Mo was so cruel to him that he couldn't be more cruel. At first everyone was still wondering whether he or Mo Jingshun would be his successor. Because Mo Shu prefers Mo Jingshun, he has been training Mo Jingyao.
Dad Xie Tian also thought that Uncle Mo would let Mo Jingshun take over. The eldest son was only the one he chose to assist the younger son. But who would have expected that in the end, Uncle Mo actually released the news that Mo Jingyao was selected to take over.
It's all because his youngest son Mo Jingshun was spotted.
It was just that his beloved little son was spotted, Mo Shu desperately pushed Mo Jingyao to the forefront. During that period, Mo Jingyao lived in the deep water almost day and night. Such a small child would always have a gun next to his pillow every time he slept, and he would wake up in the slightest turmoil. I heard that until now, he still suffers from neurasthenia.
Such a life will last ten years. It is ridiculous that I learned later that even if I had spared my life, I still had to give to my younger brother the things I had in exchange for a lifetime.
He is a person destined to carry darkness for others in his entire life. In the end, he will be in hell, looking up at his pure and white brother in heaven.
Xie Zhiwu was only in the second grade at the time, and he didn't quite understand this. As she grew up, she was a bit resentful of Uncle Mo. But on that day of that year, she really hated Uncle Mo. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)