On Friday, she turned her head and glanced at Song Ci. Seeing Song Ci's unusually serious expression, she knew that the girl had understood what he meant. "So, do you believe it?"
Song Ci kicked the ball and threw the question to Friday, "Uncle Zhou, do you believe it?"
Shaking the soot on Friday, he said, "I didn't believe it before, but now, I believe it a little bit." He stared at Song Ci's pretty face with an unpredictable expression, and smiled, "Do you believe it or not?"
Song Ci believed it, but when he thought that if Han Zhan was really the reincarnation of Emperor Taiping, then he had loved another woman with all his heart in his previous life, and that woman was still so good, Song Ci felt bad.
She snorted coldly and said, "I don't believe it!"
At this time, Mo Zhangkuang came out of the house and stood in front of his small yard. Seeing Song Ci still talking to Friday, he laughed and scolded: "Song Fei girl, what are you waiting for, come up quickly!"
Song Ci heard Mo Zhangkuang's angry shout, and quickly threw the lighter to Friday, "Leave Uncle Zhou, we'll talk tonight!"
Song Ci ran away on the bicycle.
Biting the cigarette butt on Friday, staring at Song Ci's back, he sneered inexplicably.
As soon as Song Ci arrived at Mo Zhangkuang's place, he saw Mo Zhangkuang changing shoes. "Teacher, are you going out?"
"Go to Xishan." Mo Zhangkuang answered such a short three words, but Song Ci's heart sank.
What to do in Xishan? Obviously not to pick the spiritual fruit.
Song Ci followed Mo Zhangkuang to Xishan with a heavy heart, and when he went, Mo Zhangkuang took a white jade Guanyin bottle from the ancient shelf.
Mo Zhangkuang took Song Ci into the back mountain of Xishan. After turning on the light, Mo Zhangkuang led Song Ci directly to the corridor on the second floor, and stood at the door of the cell where Granny Yao was imprisoned.
Nangong Yingying sat on the bed with her back against the wall, her head lowered, she didn't know if she was sleeping or passed out because she was not feeling well.
Among the prescriptions given to Song Ci by Mo Zhangkuang, there was a medicine that needed the blood of the medicine man, but he found that Song Ci had never come to get the blood.
As the young master of the Mo family, Song Ci couldn't be so soft-hearted. If she didn't come, Mo Zhangkuang could only bring her along.
Mo Zhangkuang stuffed the Guanyin bottle into Song Ci's arms, and said in a domineering tone, "Song Fei, go get blood!"
Song Ci hurriedly held the Guanyin bottle tightly, feeling that the jade bottle in her hand was extremely cold.
Seeing that Song Ci did not move for a long time, Mo Zhangkuang couldn't help but sneered and asked, "What? Can't bear it anymore?"
Song Ci admitted directly, "Yes, I thought that a doctor's bounden duty is to save people. Teacher, I find it hard to accept what you asked me to do."
Song Ci openly questioned Mo Zhangkuang's approach, which actually fit her identity.
After all, she is a virus expert, and what she did in the past was to save mankind. Asking her to take a woman's blood to make medicine now is tantamount to murdering a life.
It's no wonder that 'Song Fei' is willing to do it.
Mo Zhangkuang also understands that it is really difficult to get 'Song Fei' to recognize their ideas and correct her attitude towards the medicine man.
But all the word-of-mouth medicines produced by the Mo family needed the blood of the medicine man, so she had to do so.
Mo Zhangkuang put his wrinkled hand on Song Ci's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly: "Song Fei, you have to understand that if you hurt one person, you can save countless others. worth it."
"I know you won't approve of our approach, but when you see those who have been suffering from illnesses and have lived in pain all their lives, when they regain their health by taking the medicine from my family, you will know, It's all worth it."
"Song Fei." Mo Zhangkuang squeezed Song Ci's thin shoulders and told her, "As the young master of the Mo family, you must do this!"
Song Ci lowered her head and looked at her expression, as if she was successfully persuaded by Mo Zhangkuang.
When Mo Zhangkuang said these words, Nangong Yingying finally raised her head. She stared straight at Song Ci and Mo Zhangkuang with her cloudy old eyes, her lips mumbled for a moment, and then she sneered and cursed: "Old dog."
"Listen, you are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and fraternity is boundless, it's really ironic!"
"You need to use my blood to improve the efficacy of the medicine, which only shows that your Mo family's medical skills are not high enough! The Mo family is just a group of demons and heretics!"
When Mo Zhangkuang heard Nangong Yingying's words, he was afraid that her words would affect Song Ci's mood, so he pushed Song Ci hard and pushed Song Ci into the cage. "Song Fei, hurry up, dawdling, it's hard to make a big deal!"
Song Ci staggered a few steps before standing still.
She stood in front of Granny Yao, blocking Mo Zhangkuang's gaze behind her. Song Ci stared at Granny Yao with tears in her eyes, her hand holding the jade bottle was shaking.
Nangong Yingying looked at her with eyes full of love.
Song Ci said in a very low voice: "Grandma, I'm sorry."
Nangong Yingying understood Song Ci's lips. She was afraid that Song Ci's heart would soften and she would not be able to do anything. She was afraid that Song Ci's identity as a medicine man would be discovered by Mo Zhangkuang. Heartbroken, Nangong Yingying moved her lips and cheeks a few times, then opened her mouth, and spat at Song Ci forcefully!
"Pooh!"
Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then heard Nangong Yingying scold angrily: "You are not a good person to worship that beast Mo Zhangkuang as your master! The little girl looks like a human, but she is heartless!"
"Dog, come on, draw my old lady's blood!" Nangong Yingying's voice sounded full of anger, but the way she looked at Song Ci was loving and tolerant.
After scolding, Nangong Yingying silently said to Song Ci with her lips: "Son, do it."
Song Ci understood grandma's lips, and her heart was pierced. She really wanted to turn around and stab Mo Zhangkuang to death, but she knew very well in her heart that killing Mo Zhangkuang alone would not save grandma.
Mo Zhangkuang died, and Mo Suixin, Mo Suiyun
Song Ci endured the heartache, and knelt down to look at Granny Yao. She pretended to be angry and scolded Granny Yao: "Shut up, old man! We are doing this to save other people's lives! The owner of the house is a person with great love, you Don't slander him!"
Granny Yao was almost disgusted by Song Ci's words. She glanced at Mo Zhangkuang in the corridor, and scolded sharply: "Mo Zhangkuang, his mind is smaller than a pinhole, and he still has fraternity in his heart?"
"Compared to his brother, he's nothing more than shit!"
What Granny Yao said really irritated Mo Zhangkuang. Even at the age of eighty, Mo Qingkuang is still the piece of rebellious scale in Mo Zhangkuang's heart, no one can mention it. Whoever mentions him hates whom.
Mo Zhangkuang frowned and urged Song Ci: "Song Fei, hurry up, don't talk nonsense to her!"
Weeping, Song Ci lowered her head, ignoring Granny Yao's struggle and unplugged the hose on her arm.
The air went in along the hose, and blood flowed out of Granny Yao's body immediately. Song Ci hurriedly used the Guanyin bottle to catch the blood.
Unable to bear to watch this scene, he stared at his toes and wept silently.
Nangong Yingying noticed that Song Ci was crying. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mo Zhangkuang walking in. Fearing that Mo Zhangkuang would become suspicious when he saw Song Ci's tears, she suddenly raised her other hand and pressed it hard on Song Ci's face. superior.
"I remember your face, and I won't let you go even if I die!" She said the most fierce words on her mouth, but her movements to wipe Song Ci's tears were extremely gentle.
"Song Fei, don't talk to her." Mo Zhangkuang had already walked behind Song Ci at some point.
Song Ci's back straightened suddenly when he heard Mo Zhangkuang's voice. She lowered her head, not daring to see grandma. After a long time, she heard Mo Zhangkuang say: "It's fine."
Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly blocked the hose and capped the Guanyin bottle before standing up.
Looking down at the weak Nangong Yingying, Song Ci turned her head and asked Mo Zhangkuang: "Will Granny Yao die?" They took a lot of Granny Yao's blood just now.
Mo Zhangkuang shook his head, "People don't die so easily. Let's go, you still have to go to make medicine." Mo Zhangkuang turned around and left.
Fearing that it would arouse Mo Zhangkuang's suspicion, Song Ci didn't dare to take another look at Nangong Yingying, and followed Mo Zhangkuang all the time.
After walking out of the cage in the back mountain, Song Ci saw that Mo Zhangkuang took out his mobile phone and called the person who took care of Nangong Yingying, telling him to make more blood-enriching food and send it to Nangong Yingying.
By doing this, they simply treated Nangong Yingying as a beast, a beast that was raised in captivity and allowed to be used by them! She has no human rights, no freedom, and her whole life is hopeless.
At that moment, Song Ci suddenly hoped that Nangong Yingying would die like this.
To die is to be liberated.
After leaving Xishan, and talking to Mo Zhangkuang, Song Ci went back to the pharmacy. She took some blood with a straw and put it into small pills. Song Ci smelled the familiar smell of the medicine that made her sick, and tears filled her eyes again.
At night, when Song Ci returned to the dormitory, she was a little out of her mind.
Because Han Zhan lived in the dormitory, people from the cafeteria sent the food to the dormitory. Han Zhan and Song Fei didn't have dinner, and they were waiting for Song Ci to come back to eat together.
Seeing Song Ci's distraught look, Han Zhan and Song Fei frowned. "What's the matter with you, Song Ci?" Song Fei thought someone was bullying Song Ci.
Song Ci sat down at the dining table and found that there was a vegetable soup made of pig blood among the food tonight. Song Ci thought about what happened this morning, she stood up abruptly, and quickly ran towards the public toilet on the first floor.
Hearing Song Ci vomit, Song Fei was taken aback. She turned her head slowly and asked Han Zhan, "Are you planning to have a second child?"
Han Zhan stared at Song Fei coldly, "If she is pregnant now, then the child's father will be from the Mo tribe." Song Ci and Han Zhan had been separated for two months before, and Song Ci could not possibly be pregnant. cheated.
It was impossible for Song Ci to have children with other men, so Song Fei frowned even deeper. "Then what's the matter?"
Han Zhan noticed carefully just now that Song Ci only showed that painful expression after seeing the bowl of pig blood soup. Han Zhan stood up and walked quickly to the toilet.
After resting in the valley for a few days, Han Zhan's leg injury has almost healed, and his walking speed is much faster.
As soon as he approached the toilet, he saw Song Ci taking a handful of water with both hands. She drank the water, rinsed her mouth with a grunt, and then spit it out.
After doing this several times, Song Ci looked up at herself in the mirror.
Because of vomiting, the ends of her eyes were red, and her slender and charming eyes added a hazy sense of pitiful weakness. Seeing Han Zhan standing silently behind her, Song Ci frowned at herself in the mirror.
He was obviously smiling, but it was so pitiful that people wanted to hug her.
Han Zhan didn't ask her what happened to her today, he just turned Song Ci around and held her in his arms. "Leaning in my arms will feel better."
Song Ci smelled the faint woody scent of perfume on Han Zhan's body, and her guilty and restless heart gradually relaxed.
"Han Zhan."
Song Ci grabbed the hem of Han Zhan's waist, so hard that her knuckles turned white.
"Han Zhan, I went to Houshan today, and I personally took grandma's blood." Song Ci's tears wet Han Zhan's chest.
It turned out to be like this.
Holding the back of Song Ci's head with his big palm, Han Zhan said, "Don't feel guilty, and don't be sad, you have to be stronger. Song Ci, bear with me, we can rescue grandma soon."
"What you are doing now is not your intention, so you don't need to feel guilty."
Han Zhan's words are reasonable, but why doesn't Song Ci feel guilty
She went to the hospital to draw a few tubes of blood for tests, and Han Zhan was so distressed that he died. But she, today, took away a bottle of grandma's blood!
Song Fei also walked over quietly. When she heard her sister's helpless cries, and thinking of what happened to Grandma Houshan, her hesitant heart became even colder.
After Song Ci went back to the room to rest, Song Fei called Han Zhan to stop, and she said, "If Mo Suixin doesn't follow the plot we imagined, then Han Zhan, I will do it myself."
Han Zhan knew that Song Fei was getting impatient.
"Don't worry, he'll do that," he said.
Song Fei: "Preferably."
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Mo Fengying and Mo Yang arrived in Dali that afternoon.
They booked a B&B hotel on Jinsuo Island online in advance, and the mother and daughter lived in the same room.
A housekeeper personally came to pick up their mother and daughter to Jinsuo Island. When they arrived at the accommodation, Mo Yang tidied up his things, changed his clothes, put on his slippers, walked to the balcony, and sat down on the deck chair.
She quietly stared at the picturesque Erhai Lake outside the glass, distracted for a while.
That child is on Jinsuo Island now, she might go out for a walk now, maybe she can see him.
It was Mo Fengying's first trip to a long distance, and she was very excited. She changed into a beautiful dress, stood in front of the mirror, and braided her hair.
Mo Fengying's face is small and delicate, which is very suitable for double braids. After braiding her hair, she took a fresh camellia and walked to Mo Yang's side and squatted down.
"Mom, put flowers in my hair."
"good."
Mo Yang took the flower, stared at Mo Fengying's cheeks and hairstyle for a moment, and then pinned the camellia flower on the left side of her head.
Mo Fengying ran to the mirror and turned around, thinking it looked good, so she smiled happily. She took out her mobile phone to take a photo and sent it to Mo Suixin.
After receiving the picture, Mo Suixin immediately made a video call. The mother and daughter chatted with Mo Suixin for a long time, and they didn't hang up the video until it was time for dinner.
Mo Fengying is so well dressed, she just wants to go out to have dinner, take some photos, and then visit the Erhai Lake at night.
"Mom, go eat."
"good."
Mo Yang picked out a pearl clutch bag and followed Mo Fengying to the restaurant for dinner. Mo Fengying was really happy, and chattered non-stop at the dinner table, maybe she was in a good mood, since she arrived at Jinsuo Island, she didn't cough much.
Mo Yang was absent-minded and rarely echoed her words.
When Mo Fengying found out, she stopped talking and looked at her mother suspiciously, "Mom, are you unhappy?"
From the moment she got on the plane, Mo Fengying noticed that her mother's words had become less, which was unusual.
Like Mo Fengying, Mo Yang has almost never traveled out of the valley alone. Every time she goes out of the valley, she is accompanied by her father. Finally able to travel alone, Mo Yang shouldn't have this attitude.
Mo Yang put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the goblet, and took a sip of champagne.
She cast her eyes on the rocks on the coast ahead.
There, a group of tourists are playing in the water by the reef and taking pictures.
And a handsome young man was sitting on the ground with a drawing board in front of him and oil painting materials beside him. Around the young man, surrounded by a few little girls. What attracts the little girl is not the painting made by the young man, but the handsome cheek of the young man.
Looking at the young man's face, Mo Yang seemed to think that time traveled back to more than twenty years ago.
At that time, Qi Tingxue was also at such a beautiful age, wearing a light gray plaid shirt, the first time she appeared in front of Mo Yang, Mo Yang heard her heart beating faster.
"Mom!" Mo Fengying called her in surprise.
Mo Fengying came back to her senses and asked Mo Fengying: "What's wrong
Mo Fengying pointed to the young man on the other side of the reef, and said in surprise: "Mom, you are secretly watching the handsome guy outside behind your father's back, and you can't take your eyes off it!"
"Mom, wake up, he is about my age, and he is really different from you."
Mo Yang couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not what you think."
"What's the matter? You looked at the other person's eyes just now, but you were focused. I've never seen you look at my father like that." Mo Fengying got the truth.
Mo Yang hesitated. Do you want to tell Mo Fengying that she has a brother
"Mom, do you have something to say?" Mo Fengying saw that Mo Yang was hesitating to speak, so she said, "If you want to say something, just tell me, there is no one else here."
Mo Yang thought about it, yes.
It is impossible to hide this matter, instead of waiting for Mo Fengying to find out by herself and quarreling with her, it is better to confess. Mo Yang figured it out, put down the cup in his hand, and looked at his daughter seriously.
Mo Fengying subconsciously sat up straight, "What do you want to say?"
"Fengying, you actually have an older brother."
Mo Fengying:!
It's fine if Mo Yang doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he makes such a big surprise, Mo Fengying is completely fooled. She asked confusedly: "I have another brother? Why didn't I hear you tell Dad?"
She didn't remember that she had an older brother. If she really had an older brother, then it would not be her turn to be the young master of the Mo family.
Mo Yang bit his lip and said hesitantly, "He is your half-brother."
All the knives and forks in Mo Fengying's hands fell on the table. At this moment, her mind was in a mess.
After a while, Mo Fengying regained her sanity. Obviously there are no outsiders here, but Mo Fengying lowered her voice, she asked Mo Yang: "Does my father know about this?"
Seeing Mo Yang nodding, Mo Fengying breathed a sigh of relief. "When did it happen? Aren't you and my dad our first love? How could you... Have a baby with someone else?"
"It happened when I was in college." Mo Yang took some time to tell Mo Fengying the things between her, Qi Tingxue and Mo Suixin.
From Mo Yang's dictation, Mo Fengying heard a story full of love and hatred. And this story directly overturned all Mo Fengying's cognition.
She thought that her parents with deep feelings were just a karma that her father took by force. She thought she was the crystallization of her parents' love, but she didn't know that she was just a little burden created by her father to keep her mother.
The food in front of her was exquisitely arranged and delicious, but Mo Fengying lost her appetite at all.
"Then Qi Tingxue died?"
".Um."
Mo Yang's face was full of sadness. She took a sip of wine and said, "I was pregnant with your brother. When I was only six months old, Qi Tingxue lost money because of the art exhibition, and gradually lost his mind. When I was about to give birth, he suddenly Crazy and jumped off the balcony."
"At that time, I always thought that his death was a mental disorder caused by a lot of stress. I still insisted on giving birth to that child. When I was in confinement, Mo Suixin found me."
"At that time, I had no money. I gave birth to your brother, and I didn't know how to raise him in the future. Mo Suixin told me that as long as I was willing to marry him, he would find a good family for my child." family, the child will be very promising in the future.”
"Considering that I really can't raise that child into a talent by myself, I agreed. I was only a few days away from confinement, and your brother was taken away by Mo Suixin and sent to a rich family."
"One year after we got married, I became pregnant with you. I didn't know the truth about Qi Tingxue's death until I hosted the birthday party for you. It turned out that he didn't go insane because of too much pressure, but Mo Give him a chronic poison that destroys the nervous system at will, turning him into a lunatic!"
When Mo Yang talked about this secret past, his eyes filled with tears. "Fengying, your father does love me, but he is also the person who hurt me the most in this world."
He killed her lover and took her child away!
The first time Mo Fengying heard her mother talk about these past events, she couldn't believe it was true. Her father has always been kind and kind. How could he kill someone
Mo Fengying's heart was in a mess, and she didn't know what to eat.
After walking out of the restaurant, Mo Yang proposed to take a walk around Erhai Lake. Mo Fengying didn't object. At this moment, her mind was full of things and she was in no mood to look at anything.
The mother and daughter walked and came to the rocky area. The sky was getting darker and darker, and many tourists were going back to the hotel, but the young painter was still sitting on the reef, staring at the distant coastline, dazed for a while.
Mo Fengying noticed that this little brother was the one her mother had looked at frequently in the restaurant before, so she knelt down beside the young man and asked him, "What are you looking at?"
Qi Jun's thoughts were interrupted, he glanced around in surprise, saw a pretty girl sitting beside him, he replied coldly: "I'm thinking, how should I conceive a painting."
Mo Fengying stared at the drawing on the drawing board and said, "Your painting is very beautiful, is it for sale?"
Qi Jun stared at the painting in front of him without making a sound.
He is in the Erhai Lake, but what he can paint is not the sea in front of him, but the forest under the night. That painting looked gloomy, and it made people uncomfortable to look at.
But this kind of painting is also appreciated by some people.
Qi Jun finally shook his head, and said, "Sorry, this painting is a failure." After speaking, he tore up the painting.
Qi Jun turned around to leave, only to find that there was a woman standing behind him.
The beautiful woman was wearing a light purple silk dress with her hair covered and a white shawl over her shoulders. She is wearing white high heels, standing on the reef, she has a sense of beauty that is left alone.
Obviously not that kind of stunning appearance, but people love it when they see it.
Qi Jun gave Mo Yang a small smile, then brushed his shoulders and walked away.
After Qi Jun left, Mo Yang sat down at the place where Qi Jun had sat before, with his legs together. "He is your brother."
Mo Fengying was taken aback.
After understanding what Mo Yang was talking about, Mo Fengying turned her head abruptly, but only saw a figure going away. Mo Fengying asked Mo Yang: "Why don't you talk to him for a while? Even if you don't want to disturb his current life, it's okay to talk for a while."
Mo Yang entangled her hands, she licked her lips and whispered, "I dare not"
Mo Fengying raised her eyebrows.
She is not a mother, so she cannot understand Mo Yang's mood.
Mo Yang said: "He lives in a happy and wealthy family. The people who grew up with him are his parents. But I am just a stranger. If my appearance makes him suspicious, break the How bad it would be if it ruined his peaceful and happy life."
"I just want to have a look at him, to see whether he is tall, handsome, whether his personality is healthy or dull, so I can feel at ease."
Hearing what Mo Yang said, Mo Fengying felt very uncomfortable. She held Mo Yang's hand and said with a smile: "Then let's stay on this island for a few more days and see him more."
Mo Yang's heart is warmed by his daughter's thoughtfulness.
For the next few days, Mo Fengying took her bodyguard Mo Suifeng to play in various scenic spots in Dali, while Mo Yang stayed on Jinsuo Island, looking for a place that would not be easy to be found, secretly observing Qi Qi. hansome.
This afternoon, Qi Jun walked into a coffee shop. He ordered a cup of coffee, then walked to a bookshelf and picked out a novel "Red Finger" by Keigo Higashino.
Qi Jun found a sofa chair and sat down. He opened the book and concentrated on reading the novel.
And Mo Yang hid on the other side of the hollowed-out partition, quietly watching Qi Jun read a book.
Qi Jun's coffee came. He took a sip of the coffee and thought it tasted good, so he put down the coffee cup.
Qi Jun just drank coffee and read a book like that.
Two hours later, Qi Jun finished "Red Finger". He drank the last sip of his cold coffee and stood up.
Mo Yang thought that Qi Jun was going to leave, but Qi Jun bypassed the partition wall and walked straight to Mo Yang's coffee table.
Under Mo Yang's surprised gaze, Qi Jun sat down opposite her generously.
Qi Jun was frank and quiet again, and Mo Yang's heart was in turmoil.
"You..." Mo Yang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Qi Jun smiled at her, and suddenly he spoke, and said something nonsensical, "When I was very young, my mother told me that I was adopted by them. Even so, they still love me very much and love me very much." .In terms of food and clothing, they have never been harsh on me, but on the road of painting, they have high demands on me."
"When I was young and just learning to paint, I also lost my temper, threw paint, and smashed the easel. But with the urging of my parents, I persisted and became a well-known young painter."
"As you expected, I became a young and promising young man."
Qi Jun was smiling with tears in his eyes, he said to Mo Yang: "I'm doing well, you can rest assured."
When Mo Yang heard the last sentence, he suddenly covered his lips with his hand, lowered his head and sobbed.
Qi Jun was very patient and gentle. He took out a soft tissue and handed it to Mo Yang.
Mo Yang took the tissue and wiped away her tears. She cried for a while before she calmed down a little.
Mo Yang tidied up his gaffe, and then smiled apologetically at Qi Jun. "Sorry, I lost my temper."
Qi Jun said, "No."
Mo Yang smiled, his eyes kept looking up, afraid that tears would fall again. She endured it for a while, and after the sourness in her chest was dispelled, she asked Qi Jun, "Do you know of my existence?"
Qi Jun nodded, "I know. Over the years, your mother, my grandmother, has been writing to my family."
So since he was a child, Qi Jun knew that his own mother lived far away in Shu, found a new husband, and gave birth to a daughter.
He has never met his mother, but has a picture of her.
So the first time he saw Mo Yang a few days ago, Qi Jun recognized Mo Yang. These days, Qi Jun also found that Mo Yang was secretly paying attention to him.
Qi Jun could understand what Mo Yang did back then. After all, in those days, it was not easy for a woman who gave birth out of wedlock to raise a child by herself.
Although Qi Jun understood Mo Yang, he didn't have deep feelings for Mo Yang. For Qi Jun, his mother is the gentle yet strict woman in the family.
Knowing that his mother has been caring about Qi Jun all these years, and even told Qi Jun about himself, Mo Yang wanted to cry again. These years, she has been blaming her mother for being cruel, but she does not know that her mother has been silently caring for her child.
Qi Jun stood up and bent over Mo Yang. "Ms. Mo." Qi Jun told her: "I can understand your decision back then, and I don't blame you, but please forgive me for not being able to call you mother. In order to make my parents feel at ease, in the future, I will not Goodbye."
"Please forgive me!"
This is what Qi Jun is thinking.
In Mo Yang's ears, these words were undoubtedly heartbreaking. But the child doesn't blame himself, Mo Yang is already content.
She didn't intend to meet Qi Jun either, as it is now, it's fine.
Mo Yang wiped away the tears that came out of her eyes again, she nodded and said, "Thank you, you never blamed me."
Qi Jun still just looked at her gently.
Mo Yang said again: "My child, I wish you happiness and a safe life. I..." Mo Yang turned his head and looked away, choked up and said, "I will pray for you."
Qi Jun said hello, picked up his bag and left.
After staying in Jinsuo Island for so many days, he should leave after seeing the person he should see.
The day after Qi Jun left, Mo Yang and Mo Fengying also got on the flight home. It was also on this day that Mo Suixin received many pictures, and in each picture, there were figures of Mo Yang and Qi Jun.
Mo Suixin looked gloomy at Qi Jun's appearance in the photo, he suddenly picked up his cell phone and made a call. When the phone was connected, a weak but ruthless male voice rang out: "Patriarch Mo?"
"Mr. Zhong, I can heal your illness."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhong on the other end of the phone was ecstatic, but then he thought about Patriarch Mo's refusal to treat his illness before, so he suddenly changed his attitude.
Mr. Zhong hesitated and asked: "Patriarch Mo, may I help you?"
"Mr. Zhong is a smart man." Mo Yang's active ingratiation in those days flashed in Mo Suixin's mind, and flashed the appearance of that young man, his face became more and more gloomy.
"I want someone to disappear from this world."
Mr. Zhong was silent for a while on the phone, and finally, the desire to survive overcame his moral conscience. "who?"
"Qi Jun."
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When Mo Yang and Mo Fengying came back, they brought gifts in large and small bags.
After getting off the helicopter, seeing Mo Suixin waiting for them on the airfield, Mo Yang smiled, walked over and hugged Mo Suixin.
"Follow your heart, we're back."
Mo Suixin touched Mo Yang's hair with a smile, and asked her, "Are you having fun?"
Mo Yang nodded and replied: "It's not bad, the environment over there is very beautiful, if there is a chance, I want to go with you again."
Mo Suixin promised, "There will be that chance."
Mo Fengying stood behind Mo Yang, quietly listening to her parents talking to each other.
If it was in the past, Mo Fengying would only feel that her parents had deep feelings when she heard such words. But after hearing about the grievances and grievances of her parents when they were young, and hearing these words, she felt that Mo Yang was deceiving Mo Suixin.
Mo Fengying felt sorry for her paranoid father.
The melon that is twisted by force is not sweet, and the person who is forced to stay has no heart. She understands the truth, why doesn't Dad understand it
(end of this chapter)