"You lie, you lie, you say that every time...but...but I...still...have to...have to...every day...

.Take medicine...medicine, go to the hospital every...week..."

Cheng Mo heard his own choking voice, and the smile that made him indulge became a trap. He suddenly woke up, looked down at Lin Yiqing, and his heart gradually became cold. He thought: You did lie to me. This disease will never be cured.

, even now, this disease is always like a stubborn disease that cannot be cured, firmly rooted in my heart.

He stared at the changes in Lin Yiqing's expression, savoring the way her smile turned painful and embarrassing. He felt relieved that he had exposed her lie. This pleasure was like jagged sandpaper, scraping away the rust on his heart again and again.

He wanted to see how she coaxed his young and ignorant self, but she didn't say anything more. Maybe she didn't want to give an answer, maybe she just couldn't respond. She hugged him tightly and quickly moved away from the bouncing balls and those things.

Childish laughter.

The trees on both sides of the concrete road continued to recede. Lin Yiqing, who was holding him, was as thin as a paper figure that could fall over when the wind blew. She must have developed super strong arm strength long ago. Even though she was thin, she could still hold him.

He walked quickly. When she walked through the cement road glowing with sunset and arrived at the door of the old building, Cheng Mo moved above Lin Yiqing again without warning.

At this moment, he saw Lin Yiqing walking alone through the elm trees with different lights and shadows. In those crystal eyes stood the stubborn soul that was shattered by his words. For some reason, the joy in his heart faded like a tide, and he was inexplicable.

I became a little sad and depressed.

His mood became complicated, just like a complete brain was divided into countless fragments by various emotions, mixed together and became chaos.

Lin Yiqing walked into the corridor and passed through his empty body. He followed her back home, watching numbly as the woman put herself on the sofa and silently wiped her tears.

"Believe mom, you will be fine soon," she said.

Cheng Mo saw himself nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and then obediently took the picture book from Lin Yiqing's hand and began to read quietly. He thought that no matter what, his parents had been very successful in educating him, even when he was not supposed to be sensible.

By that time, he was already very sensible.

Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't know whether this is a kind of domestication or cruelty.

In short, the education of his parents in childhood left a deep imprint on his heart, and these imprints have always been reflected in his behavior. He knows that there are also causes of his own heart disease. If he did not have heart disease, he would definitely

Have a happy childhood.

He stood by the sofa and watched Lin Yiqing comfort him for a while, then went to the kitchen. She took out the old Nokia from her pocket and placed it next to the chopping board. She turned around and opened the refrigerator door and took out some vegetables, beef,

Celery, onions, broccoli, shrimp...all very healthy things were put into the sink. Probably because she was too tired, she turned on the faucet and sat on a low stool by the kitchen door.

Menlin closed his eyes and rested.

Lin Yiqing looked a little sleepy and depressed. Compared with the green leaves washed by the clear water column in the sink, she was like a withered and dilapidated leaf in the market. The setting sun shone through the window on her sweat-covered face, and actually gave her a few blessings.

A horrible feeling of death.

It only took a minute or two for her to wake up, quickly stood up, took off the cartoon apron at the door and hung it around her neck. It was a pale pink apron with a blue fat man painted on it.

Cheng Mo then remembered that Lin Yiqing was only 28 years old at this time. When she gave birth to him, she had actually not been out of the identity of a girl for a long time. She was such a girl, carrying her from home to the hospital every month, and from

When I returned home from the hospital, even though I was tired and exhausted, I still managed to make clothes and food for him, read to him, and watch cartoons with him...

She has actually been struggling to support her, right?

The messy memory fragments flashed before his eyes one by one, and Cheng Mo felt that his chaotic feelings filled with fragments gradually returned to a stable order. His breathing and his mood gradually returned to calm, no longer like a turbulent wave.

Just at this time, Lin Yiqing, who was chopping vegetables, turned to look at him again. Even though the focus of her eyes was on him reading a book on the sofa, not his shadow at this moment, he felt that he was far away in time.

Looking into her eyes, he seemed to be able to glean some of her deepest feelings from her dark eyes.

He knew that the hardest thing for her to accept was not the hardships day after day, but the hardships without any hope of recovery.

The lack of hope was what weighed her down.

He felt that her leaving was not unforgivable.

In fact, he has forgiven her.

Those scenes of him lying alone on his little bed listening to the pouring rain outside the window, those scenes of him sitting alone in the classroom watching other children playing in the distance, those scenes of him taking the bus to school and home alone, those scenes of him going to the hospital alone for examinations...

....all become distant and indifferent, like old photos slowly sinking into the water.

Cheng Mo let out a long sigh and said to the air: "Nebuchadnezzar, what on earth do you want to see? If you want to see me break my defense, that's impossible. If you want to see

By the time I forgive, I have really let go..."

No one responded to his low sigh as if talking to himself, as if he was the only one who could hear what he was saying.

He waited for a while. Nothing extra happened in this room. It was just like a normal family. Cheng Mo felt that he had returned to the starting point and went around again. He saw some things that were both ordinary and ordinary.

It's an unusual thing, and my heart becomes peaceful because of it.

He thinks it's time to say goodbye to the past.

So he glanced at himself sitting on the sofa holding a book, and walked towards the door. When he passed the kitchen door, Lin Yiqing had finished preparing and was cooking. Seeing the pan she was using for cooking, he couldn't help but look at it again.

He stopped for a moment. His father Cheng Yongze also liked to use olive oil and a pan when cooking. This habit must have originated from Lin Yiqing who returned from abroad.

Cheng Mo was a little curious about how his father felt about Lin Yiqing's departure. This matter seemed to be a taboo topic between father and son. When he was still ignorant, he knew how to go around in circles to ask for his mother, and his father also went around in circles.

The circle responded with various philosophical stories and ruthless realism. When he grew up, he stopped asking questions, as if there was no such person in the world.

He imagined for a moment that if he had the chance to see her again one day in the future, he would still say "thank you" to her. In any case, she gave him life after all.

The setting sun outside the window gradually faded, and the windows covered with cellophane paper looked like the flower windows of a church. The sounds of children playing outside gradually disappeared, and the world gradually became quiet, as if it had entered the time of prayer.

Just as he was about to pass through the door, the phone in the kitchen rang, and then he heard Lin Yiqing's voice turning off the fire, followed by a short conversation in English.

"Not yet?"

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"Uncle Li, I can't wait any longer."

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"I know. I know it's dangerous."

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"It's my son's birthday soon. I'll leave after his birthday."

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This conversation of unknown meaning suddenly reminded Cheng Mo of the information found in Ou Yu's information. His grandfather Lin Daoxian, who died in Europa, was not only a doctor but also a member of the Freemasonry. The person who introduced him to the Freemasonry was

James Lee. Moreover, the information states that Lin Yiqing was caught by the Star Gate in 2018, and his father went to Denver before he was killed by the Rod of God.

Did Lin Yiqing have any compelling reason to leave?

He closed his eyes and covered his head, regretting that he only remembered it at this time. Probably because he had been hurt too deeply, and he suddenly saw his mother, all those vague information were drowned by strong emotions.

"But why exactly?"

At this moment, the door lock made a soft click. Cheng Mo turned his head and saw the lock bolt turned twice, and Cheng Yongze opened the door and walked in.

My father was wearing a white shirt, a gray sweater cardigan and light gray linen casual pants. The sweater was hand-knitted by Lin Yiqing, and the leather shoes were also made by Lin Yiqing in England. Although they were not luxury brands, they looked elegant and looked like elites who had returned from overseas.

Style. Unlike later, after Lin Yiqing left, she wasted her appearance and completely became a rustic programmer.

Originally, Cheng Mo's feelings about Lin Yiqing's departure were only based on the word "leave". When he saw his father, he realized that it was much more than just the word "leave".

Cheng Mo stared at his father's young and handsome face and forgot to think. When his father took off his shoes and walked in, he noticed that his father was holding a beautiful paper bag in his hand. The hard paper with the plastic film on it was glowing in the sunset.

There were waves like the sea. My father walked straight into the restaurant, put the blue paper bag on the log dining table, then stood by the kitchen talking to Lin Yiqing, and served the dishes. After Lin Yiqing took off her apron,

, she went to the room and took her over. At this time, her father had turned off the lights in the dining room, placed the cake, and lit the candle with the number "6".

The starlight outside the window was dim and the room was dimly lit by candles. Some vague memories appeared in Cheng Mo's brain. This day had changed to November 11, 2007, which was the day of his life****

There was a warm light in the narrow restaurant, and the light singing of "Happy Birthday" was wafting. He sat on a high stool, raised his little head, and made a wish loudly, "I hope I don't have to go to the hospital again." Looking at the family

Sitting at the small dining table to dine, there was an incredible warmth. He understood that everything happened for him, and it was the happiest part of his life before he obtained Ouroboros.

But all this is just a dream and will soon disappear.

After that day, Lin Yiqing left without saying goodbye.

That's what I said on the phone, "I've waited for his birthday."

He tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember what exactly happened that day. Even though it was being replayed in front of him and the clock of time was set back to the past, he still couldn't find any trace that his mother was leaving.

He was firmly nailed in this room, clenching his fists, waiting for the God of Time to give him a hint.

Soon it was time for him to go to bed. His mother sent him to bed, closed the door to his room, and then went to his bedroom to start packing. His father was also helping.

Cheng Mo walked to the bedroom door and heard his father say: "Are you sure you want to go back?"

"I have to go back. I've had enough of this kind of life. I don't want to endure it anymore."

"We can wait until Xiao Mo gets older and give him a heart transplant."

Lin Yiqing straightened up and said resolutely: "Can he survive a heart transplant in this condition? Even if he undergoes a heart transplant, how long can he live with so many sequelae?"

The father fell into silence, and after a while he said: "Are you sure there really is any 'God gene' in this world?"

Lin Yiqing closed the box and looked up at her father, "My father has been engaged in this research all his life. His company was forced to be sold because of the 'God Gene'. Later, he died in Europa because he was on the 'Temple Mount'

'The 'God Gene' was found. The last email he sent me when he died was to ask me to leave America as soon as possible, and told me his research results and the location of the God Gene. As long as I can get it

When he comes back, Xiao Mo will be completely healthy." She laughed, "He will no longer have to go to the hospital, and he can exercise like other children, eat whatever he wants, and go wherever he wants.
Chapter completed!