Mo Wei was still thinking that if Chen Shaoqing had not controlled her own hands and feet at that time, she would have taken his life long ago.

Harassing a woman from a good family is a big taboo for her.

Mo Bei secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he didn't do that back then, otherwise there would have been no future with him.

She continued to listen to him narrate the past events to her.

"But……"

Chen Shaoqing stopped talking and looked sad, letting Mo Bei know what he wanted to say.

But because of her betrayal and distrust, she and he were pushed into the abyss, never to return.

Chen Shaoqing stopped what he was saying, just told her in a scribble that he was separated from her, and then quickly ended the first question she asked.

Although Mo Bei knew, she still had to pretend not to know and kept asking him: "But? But what happened to her? Did something happen to her? Mr. Chen, can you tell me more?"

Chen Shaoqing: "It's... there's nothing to say. She's gone and won't come back. It's that simple."

After Mo Lei heard what he said, she stopped talking, and stopped embarrassing him and questioning him.

She asked him weakly, maybe it was a question that shouldn't be asked, which made Chen Shaoqing look a little uncomfortable.

Mo Bei grabbed the corner of her clothes and asked, "Mr. Chen... do you... hate her?"

Chen Shaoqing did not answer immediately after hearing this, but his expression became cold and he frowned in pain. His heart was tortured by her question.

She looked at him, lowered her head, scratched her clothes and asked nervously again: "Mr. Chen...if, I mean if she comes back, what do you most hope she can do for you?

?”

Chen Shaoqing closed his eyes: "Miss Xueqing, is this your second question?"

Mo Wei replied to him: "Forget it, this is my second question."

Chen Shaoqing was thinking about it, not yet ready to answer this question. The question she asked was too harsh. It made his heart defenseless, as if she wanted to rip out his injured heart again, and pain followed.

.

But Mo Bei wanted him to use this method to heal his injured heart.

"Miss Xueqing, let me think about this question and how to answer you. I have not thought about this question carefully."

Chen Shaoqing turned around and leaned against the wardrobe in the room, thinking.

As time passed by, he fell into deep thought, an endless loop of thinking.

Mo Bei broke his thoughts with just one sentence: "What if she loves you and really comes back?"

He was shocked and stayed where he was, looking at her. Will you...still love me?

Chen Shaoqing took a deep breath: "If, if she comes back, I hope she can cook for me again. I don't want those delicious things. I want the egg pancakes and porridge she made for me for the first time.

That is the most delicious thing in my memory, and if possible, this is probably what I want her to do the most."

Chen Shaoqing moved his body and looked for a way out with his guide stick. He couldn't bear it any longer. He didn't know what would happen to him if she kept asking her this question.

Mo Bei didn't think about the last question well. Seeing him like this, she couldn't ask him any more, so she told him: "Mr. Chen, I want to wait until I have thought about the last question before I tell you."

"Of course, Miss Xueqing can just ask me anytime if she wants to." Chen Shaoqing promised her.

He asked her to go to bed early so that he would not disturb her sleep, so he took the guide stick and explored the path and walked out step by step.

Looking at his back, Mo Bei's nose felt sour and her eyes were a little red.

Inside the house, Chen Shaoqing's world was very dark. In the darkness, he closed the door, drew the curtains, and locked himself completely.

The funny thing is that when I stretched out my hand and shook it, I could only feel the breeze brought by my waving hand, but my eyes were still dim.

He couldn't help but shed tears and hit the bed hard with his hands. No one knew his pain, they were just used to this and punished themselves.

Recalling the past, himself many years ago, he gradually lost his way in the memories and felt that he had forgotten something.

His thoughts gradually became blurry, and he didn't fall asleep until late at night. He didn't know what was going on. The more he thought about those things, the more painful his head became. The pain made him grit his teeth and persist. It stayed like this all night.

Sweated all night.

When she woke up the next morning, Mo Bei thought he would be sitting on the stone chair outside the door early like before, but there was no sign of him today.

When Chen Shaoqing woke up in a daze, he stretched out his hands and waved them in front of his eyes, as if to make sure he couldn't see, waving his hands back and forth.

I sat up from the edge of the bed, held my head and took a cold breath. There was still some pain.

After changing his clothes, he forgot where he had left his guide stick when he was sleeping and resting.

Squatting on the ground, he touched the floor with his hands without direction and searched until the door was opened. Mo Bei knocked on the door and walked in. When she saw him searching for the cane, she picked it up from the ground and handed it to him.

Chen Shaoqing frowned: "Thank you... but who are you?"

"..."

Mo Wei looked at him in confusion: "Mr. Chen, I am Xue Qing. Didn't you hear the sound of my footsteps? Are you kidding me?"

Chen Shaoqing heard her name and recalled: "Oh, it's Miss Xueqing. Look at my sloppy look, how could I not have heard it?"

Mo Wei shook her head: "Mr. Chen, you should get your eyes cured, so you don't have to worry about not being able to see or find things."

Chen Shaoqing smiled: "Miss Xueqing, why do you always make fun of this matter? Let's not mention the eyes for now. If you mention it too much, it will be meaningless."

"Okay, let's not mention it anymore." Mo Bei reluctantly compromised and postponed mentioning the matter again.

But from that day on, Chen Shaoqing never sat on the stone chair outside the door every morning, nor did he have the habit of sitting by the bed and looking out the invisible window like he had done when he went to bed at night.

.

Mo Bei thought he just didn't want to move and wanted to change his way of life, so she didn't become suspicious.

But in her eyes, she always felt that he had become more vicissitudes over the past few days, and she didn't know why she felt like this.

Mo Bei sometimes looked at his sudden silence and felt that something was wrong with him, but she couldn't feel anything wrong.

She was thinking about the last question every night. She was thinking about how to persuade him to get eye treatment in a tactful way.
Chapter completed!