"Sister, if you feel happy, just think of it as a joke. If you feel uncomfortable, just think of it as me talking to myself." Xiao Mo said nonchalantly: "As for what sister just said. , why wouldn’t I care.”
Xiao Mo changed the topic: "The dead are always engraved in people's hearts, aren't they?"
Fu Ruoyu couldn't stand still and suddenly pushed back a step: "Do you know what nonsense you are talking about? Fu Ling, he is already dead, he is already dead."
"Well, sister said so, that's it, but can sister really hide it from her heart?"
Can you hide it from yourself? Fu Ruoyu actually understands better than anyone else that he can't hide anything. How could he possibly deceive himself? If he was really a good liar, then he wouldn't be like this.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Fu Ruoyu glared at Xiao Mo, trying to regain some of his own momentum.
"I've said it all, sister, don't be so afraid. I won't do anything to her. I just want to say what I said to my sister a long time ago and tell her again."
"Sister, since you have been thinking that way, why don't you keep it straight and cover it up again and again?" Xiao Mo asked. This was her doubt, and it was also a doubt that had not been explained for a long time.
If it was for Fu Ling, it would be a fantasy. Fu Ruoyu hated Fu Ling more than he hated the group of people who killed Ye Zijin back then. But if not, why would Fu Ruoyu go to such trouble? Is there anything worthwhile in the Fu family that she cares about
"I don't understand what you said, and I don't want to understand. Xiao Mo, you are no longer from the Fu family, so get out of the Fu family quickly. You are not welcome here." Fu Ruoyu pointed at the door to Xiao Mo said.
Xiao Mo touched his nose: "It is only natural that a father pays his debts to his son. Since my sister hates my father so much, then naturally I, the younger brother, want to find out the reason. Sister, you don't need to be so nervous."
"Why does my sister always seem to have infinite sorrow hidden in the depths of her eyes? It seems that my sister has very few truly happy days," Xiao Mo said in confusion.
Fu Ruoyu said like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on: "Xiao Mo, you don't understand anything at all. You have no qualifications to point fingers in front of me." Didn't he ever feel resentful? Everything he had, The young man was born with everything he wanted, and everything he couldn't have was abandoned by Xiao Mo like a pair of worn-out shoes.
How could I not hate this, but if Fu Ruoyu was really allowed to watch Xiao Mo fend for himself, it would feel like being pricked with needles all over the body, and it would hurt all over.
"Sister. Me."
"Xiao Mo, I'm so jealous of you. Do you know that you have all the things I can't get in my life? Everything I love has left me. I tried my best to catch it, but God didn't. Are you willing to give me any mercy? Even most of the hardships I am experiencing now are because of you, Xiao Mo. I have been thinking for more than a moment, if you were not in this world, would everything change? It's different. Why, I am a bad guy and you are a good guy?" Fu Ruoyu's voice became very calm. From the excitement at the beginning to the calmness later, it was like...
(End of chapter)