"Pretend! Keep pretending!"

Mo Bei couldn't bear it any longer, opened her eyes wide, and stared at him fiercely!

"I...what am I pretending to be? Ah, come in quickly, it's so cold outside." Chen Shaoqing pulled her to close the door and put his coat on her body.

Mo Bei knocked the clothes off his hands and handed the photos on her phone of Chen Shaoqing visiting his mother and the photos of him appearing in the suburban hospital in front of his eyes.

Chen Shaoqing quietly looked at the mobile phone she handed to him. Those photos made him panic a little. He had planned to find a suitable time to tell her, but now it seemed impossible. The hatred in Mo Bei's eyes was now

Facing him.

"Ah, I..."

"Don't talk! You obviously know! You obviously know my identity, why do you! Why do you lie to me like this! My father left like that, do you still want to take my dearest mother away!"

"Cice, please calm down and listen to my explanation, okay?"

Chen Shaoqing reached out to hug her, but Mo Lei pushed him away with all her strength.

"Don't touch me! Chen Shaoqing! You are so cruel!"

…

"蓓蓓...am I already like this in your heart?"

"That's right!" She would never foolishly believe him again. From the moment he knew about his mother, from the moment he decided to conceal the truth, Chen Shaoqing touched her only bottom line, nothing could happen to her mother!

"Cui Wei, I know you are very sad now and hate me, but I never thought of hiding anything from you. I am very sad about your father's death, but your mother is safe now and is receiving treatment in the hospital.

treat."

Mo Bei heard him mention her mother, and her mood was extremely unstable for a moment: "My mother? Where is my mother? Where is she?"

"Cicada, can you calm down first?"

"How can you tell me to calm down! Chen Shaoqing, how can you be like this? Tell me, where is my mother?" Mo Bei cried anxiously.

Chen Shaoqing looked at her crying. This was the saddest look he had ever seen Mo Wei cry in. He was extremely sad, but she didn't listen to the explanation. Chen Shaoqing stood there helplessly.

"Ah, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you these things in time, but I ask you to believe that I am not going to harm your mother. Can you believe me?"

Mo Wei grabbed his sleeve and cried for mercy: "I know, I know, Shaoqing, you are the best to me. Please tell me quickly, where is my mother? Where is my mother? Please tell me quickly.

me……"

"Ah Wei, don't be like this. Your mother is very good. She is receiving treatment at the best hospital I arranged."

"No, no, no! Can you let me see my mother? Let me see my mother, okay, Shaoqing?"

Mo Wei's aggrieved look made Chen Shaoqing's heart hurt more and more. Looking at her, he shouted loudly: "That's enough! Ah Wei! Calm down, please!"

Chen Shaoqing held her shoulders and shook her gently, speaking to her word by word, hoping that this would make her wake up, but the result was that she cried hysterically.

"Ah..." Chen Shaoqing couldn't help but worry.

"Shaoqing, I know, I know you only want me, I will give me to you, I will give you everything I have, please, please give me my mother back, please." Mo Wei began.

Taking off her coat one by one, Chen Shaoqing took her hand and held her in his arms.

"No, no, Ah, please don't be like this."

Mo Wei pushed him away again and suddenly laughed: "Shaoqing, don't you want me? I will give it to you. I will promise you anything as long as you give me your mother."

She untied her clothes and threw herself into his arms.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Chen Shaoqing clenched his fists, picked her up in the air, and carried her back to the room with an expressionless face.

For Mo Wei, everything in the house lacked the happiness of the past. Surrounded by him, who was naked, Mo Wei tore the pillow with both hands. Compared with the physical pain, her heart hurt more, as if

Knife stirs normally.

At night, her tears flowed freely and wet the pillow. Chen Shaoqing was so angry that she was irrational by what she did today. She was domineering and painful in her heart. She was enjoying her body, which was no longer warmer than before.

…

In the early morning of the second day, things seemed unfriendly. There was heavy snow in the sky, and winter had really arrived.

There was no sunshine, no proper greetings, but Chen Shaoqing had put her into pajamas last night. He knew that she had personally selected this pajamas for him and herself that day.

Mo Bei endured the pain in her body and struggled to sit up from the bed. She didn't even bother to put on her slippers. She opened the door and walked downstairs step by step while holding on to the stairs.

As usual, Chen Shaoqing made a loving breakfast for her, fried a poached egg, squeezed some sauce on it, drew a smiley face, and put it on the dining table.

After watching her come down, Chen Shaoqing smiled and stepped forward to help her: "Why did you run outside without wearing slippers?"

She ran away from him without even looking at him.

Chen Shaoqing's heart ached, the pain made him suffocate, as if he was bleeding.

…

At the dining table, Chen Shaoqing served her a bowl of porridge and placed the fried egg pancake in front of her: "Girl, this porridge is your favorite red bean and barley porridge, and this egg pancake, please try it quickly.

"

Mo Bei was indifferent, sitting on the chair and looking at him with an indifferent expression.

Seeing her like this, Chen Shaoqing picked up the porridge, took a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and handed it to her mouth, but Mo Bei closed her lips tightly and looked away.

He compromised, holding the porridge in his hand and no longer trying to feed her.

"Ah, what should I do so that you can believe me? Tell me, tell me."

Mo Bei turned around and looked at him, staring at him with her eyes open.

"I want you dead!"

…

The spoon in Chen Shaoqing's hand slipped and fell to the ground. The sound was extremely harsh at this moment.

He never thought that there would be a day when she hated him so much that only death could make her let go of the resentment in her heart and see the real truth.

"As long as I die?"

"Yes! As long as you die!"

She said it without any scruples, without any regard for Chen Shaoqing's feelings.

"Ah...can I ask you another question?"

Chen Shaoqing looked at her affectionately, holding her face and letting her eyes look at him.

"Ah, have you ever truly loved me?"

"Never sincere! Never loved!"

Chen Shaoqing sat helplessly on the chair in front of the dining table, then stood up, pulled her and locked her in the storage room at home. Mo Bei's helpless cries rang through his heart.

"Shaoqing, please let me out. I beg you to let me out. You can just let me see my mother once, just once. Please, please!"

"Don't even think about it! Didn't you say that I harmed your mother? So what if I was a bad person today!"

"No, no, young sir, I gave everything to you, I gave all of myself to you, please, please don't."

With the door of the storage room behind his back, he spoke cruelly, tears flowing down his cheeks along with her cries.

…

After a few minutes, the crying gradually disappeared, and even the remaining sobbing disappeared.

"Ah!"

He opened the door of the storage room, and the blood stained the couple's pajamas that belonged to them. I remember that at that time, he didn't like it, but she wanted to buy it, but now it doesn't have the same color as before.

No matter how perfect it was, the blood flowed into his heart that he couldn't heal. I'm afraid no explanation would be of any use.

Ah...please, I beg you, don't leave me...

…

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Mr. Chen, Miss Mo is safe for the time being. Please stay in the hospital for observation. But don't let her do this again in the future. It's very dangerous! If it's later, I'm afraid there's really nothing we can do to save her!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of Chen Shaoqing's eyes. He sat in front of her hospital bed and looked at her with the oxygen tank inserted, feeling flustered.

Looking at the flying snow outside the window, the figure of Chen Shaoqing leaning on the chair makes people feel lonely and lonely.

…

"Dongyuan, ask the hospital to leave a place beside Fang Shaofang's bed." His voice was weak.

"Shaoqing? Where are you? Are you okay? Why is your voice so low?"

Chen Shaoqing hung up the phone and sat quietly on the chair next to Mo Shei's bed, looking at her who was still awake.

What happened? After Li Dongyuan hung up the phone, he didn't know what happened, so he arranged Chen Shaoqing's affairs. When he was handling the demand for hospital beds, he learned that something had happened to Mo Bei.

When he drove to the hospital, standing outside the door, he saw him sitting alone on a chair.

"Shaoqing..."
To be continued...