§§ At this moment, Mo Ning will look pale in whatever she says. She knows she is not popular, but she still has to be shameless? Her dignity has long been trampled to the point where there is nothing left.
Her feelings are worthless in the eyes of others, can they be thrown away at any time?
Her heart ached so much that she thought about letting her go, but when the day finally came, she began to be reluctant to let go. Her heart was so tired, why did she still treat her like this?
Mrs. Ji sneered at Mo Ning, who had fallen to the ground, threw the envelope at her feet and said, "Open it and take a look. This money is enough for you and the Mo family to live your next life in glory and wealth, young man."
, don’t be too greedy, be content, do you understand?”
Mo Ning did not look at the envelope, but looked at her with burning eyes, and asked clearly: "Mrs. Ji, why on earth did you want to break up Ji Yizheng and me? If it is my fault, I can change it, but don't let it happen
I quit in such an unclear manner. You should know that it is better to tear down ten bridges than tear down one marriage. It is wrong for people to be too greedy, but they must also know how to accumulate virtue."
"You bitch, what did you say?"
Mrs. Ji got angry when she heard this and slapped Moning on the face, leaving a five-fingerprint mark.
Mo Ning got up from the ground with red eyes, her face was burning with pain, but what was even more miserable was her heart. She pointed at the door and said: "Mrs. Ji, it's wrong to disturb others' rest. Besides, with this slap of yours, I
I will remember it, please leave."
"As expected, the bitches from the Mo family are all printed in the same mold. As expected, it's really not possible. It's really not possible..."
Cursing angrily, Mrs. Ji turned her wheelchair and walked out, and then the door slammed shut behind her.
Both Mrs. Ji and Moning have made their words clear at this point, leaving no room for the other party.
Hey, is the label of Mo's family the reason why she can't be recognized? There are probably many things she doesn't know!
Mo Ning slid along the door to the floor, hugged her knees, and her tears could no longer flow down. She could only tell herself over and over again that love is not trustworthy, and her love is even less trustworthy. Forget it, why are you so tired? Happiness is too much
Far away, she no longer has the strength to run.
It was just when she was hurt that she missed his embrace and his warmth so much. It seemed that as long as he hugged her tightly, she would be willing to endure no matter how much pain she suffered.
But she spent the whole night in hopelessness and sluggishness. Was he using actions to express his position? He no longer wanted to save her, right?
It was dawn, the sun still rose as usual, the heavy curtains were opened, and the dazzling light made her temporarily blind. It was a new day, did it mean that she had quietly made a decision in her heart?
Ji Yizheng returned to the study after Aina fell asleep. Several times in the middle of the night, he tried to push open the door that separated the two people into two worlds, but his hands dropped weakly. Before he could solve the problem,
, how could he get close to her again, that would undoubtedly be a more irresponsible behavior for her!
No one knew how unusual this night was. In the whole house, there were many people who had stayed up all night, each with their own concerns.
Mrs. Ji got up early in the morning, and went to Aina's room in a wheelchair, but she didn't see her son. She was startled, thinking that he had gone back to the master bedroom again, and hurriedly left to find someone.
But he saw the study door just opened, and his son walked out with a solemn expression.
Mrs. Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said as she walked to the study: "Wait a moment, I have something to tell you."
Ji Yizheng closed his eyes and said exhaustedly: "That's enough, okay? Sometimes I really wonder, did you pick me up? Are you so willing to force me to a dead end?"
It is estimated that mothers want to die when they hear these words from a child they raised by themselves. Mrs. Ji's face turned pale, she trembled, pointed at Ji Yizheng and said: "You are such a traitor."
, do you want to make me angry to death? How did I raise such a white-eyed wolf..."
I also realized that I had said something I shouldn't have said, and that no matter how much my mother did, it could not erase the fact that she had raised him. In addition, I knew that her health was not good, so saying such angry words would not be beneficial to her health.
Looking at her mother apologetically, Ji Yizheng said: "Take what I said just now as nothing to say. You are not in good health, so you should rest first!"
But Mrs. Ji wanted to explain it clearly: "I put my words here. If you don't break up with her, I will treat you as my son. Whether I die or not in the future will have nothing to do with you... Don't you think so?"
Have you forgotten what kind of virtue the women of the Mo family have? Haven't they done enough harm to me? How did I ruin these two legs? And that bitch Mo Lan insulted my Ji family's family tradition, have you forgotten it?
What a crime. That girl is your junior. If she wants to call you uncle, it would be incest for you to be with her. Do you know..."
Her hearing was bad, really bad. If she was too far away, she would have to prick up her ears desperately. Outside the study, she shook her head and stepped back step by step. Oh, she didn't hear anything. All the truth came out.
Her hallucination, she must be hearing it, it must be.
Her steps felt like stepping on cotton. She returned to the bedroom, closed the door tightly, walked to the big black bed with difficulty, and got under the quilt. It was so cold. Who would save her? What should I do if it was so cold?
It would be great if she could be completely kept in the dark, why let her hear it! The man she fell in love with was actually her uncle. God, why would she make such a joke with her? The grudges between the Mo family and the Ji family
, it is indeed a coast that cannot be crossed. If you don’t have enough courage, you will have to die in the sea!
Returning to that dream, everyone had abandoned her, every expressionless face, every cold figure, she fell into a dark world, with scary things chasing her behind, trying to call for help.
, but no sound came out.
After running for who knows how long, a man dressed in black appeared in front of her. She hugged her subconsciously, begging him to save her like a god, but he smiled coldly, kicked her away and left...
When Ji Yizheng came back in the evening after going out, the servant said that Moning hadn't come downstairs to eat all day. She knocked on the door, but no one answered.
After finding the key and opening the door, she found no one in the room. The empty bedroom looked as gloomy and lifeless as before.
There was a note on the table, which said: Ji Yizheng, I have recovered my memory. Haha, I didn’t expect that I would be so stupid and deceived by you again, but it doesn’t matter. Your mother was very generous and gave me a piece of paper.
The large amount of money, I think, can just make up for the losses I suffered, so we can settle everything.
The next second after reading the note, the table made a cracking sound, the note was crumpled into a ball, and his fists were covered in blood, which looked very scary.
Mrs. Ji heard the sound and came over in her wheelchair. When she saw this scene, she was frightened and said: "Yizheng, are you crazy?"
"What did you do?"
Ji Yizheng's whole body was filled with dangerous evil spirits, like a wounded leopard, getting ready to attack. Mrs. Ji had never seen him like this, and she didn't know that her son had such a terrifying side. Under his filial piety and gentleness, he was hiding
It's a time bomb. It's not that it won't go off, it's just that the time is not up.
Mrs. Ji, who was so frightened that her whole body shivered, avoided her son's eyes and said calmly: "Did she leave? I didn't say anything. I just offered to compensate her with a sum of money. Unexpectedly, she really agreed. I
Tell me, what could she do with all that money? Why is she pestering you..."
Ji Yizheng smiled, but his smile looked stiff. He stretched out his bleeding hand, patted his mother on the shoulder, and said in a weird tone: "Okay, you did a great job.
I am proud to have a mother like you. I think you won’t mind seeing my pain. You are so great..."
Pushing him into the cliff with his own hands? Is this the mother he loves? Thinking of the grace of upbringing, he would always give in, agree to separate from his first love, and agree to marry Moran, a complete stranger. Even after the divorce, he did not really
He blamed her, after all, he also kept secrets about the Mo family.
He knew in his heart the entanglement with the Mo family and knew that his mother would never accept Mo Ning. That's why he never dared to express his feelings or make a promise to Mo Ning. His heart had been pressed for so many years. What kind of family interests did it to him?
He said that he didn't care at all, but what kind of outcome would his forbearance bring? Should he continue until his death?
Mrs. Ji had a premonition of something. Such a son made her feel panicked. She grabbed his wrist and said in a trembling voice: "Go and see a doctor quickly. There is blood on your hands."
Ji Yizheng pulled her hand back, shook her head and sighed. Her eyes no longer fell on her mother. Instead, she glanced at the bedroom one last time and said in a low voice: "You won't regret losing me, will you?"
“Yizheng, Yizheng—Where are you going? Come back to me—Yizheng—”
No matter how Mrs. Ji calls or screams, Ji Yizheng will never turn around again.
Since it was her first time to fly alone, and it was such a long distance from Paris to mainland China, Mourning had been in a state of confusion and was in a low mood. From time to time, she was approached by men who were on the same plane and asked if she wanted to help.
To strangers, Mourning always gave him a cold face and lowered his head to think about his own affairs, thinking about what kind of reaction he would have if he left, and thinking about lying to him about recovering his memory, which meant that both of them knew that
There is no possibility of falling in love anymore.
Forget it, forget it! She can live a good life without him, right?
The tears never stopped falling. Although I hypnotized myself not to think about him anymore, my heart ached so much, as if my internal organs were about to be broken.
She said to herself, Moning, you are not stupid, that man is her uncle, it is impossible to be with him, he will be ridiculed by the world, and that kind of love will never see the light of day.
The plane landed slowly, and in the airport shrouded in morning fog, she walked out of the airport with a small bag.
Now, she is completely unfamiliar with this city. If the detailed place of her birth and other information about herself were not clearly stated on her passport, she would really not know where to go.
After taking a taxi and asking the driver to drive to the address written on her passport, she got out of the car. After asking at the door, she found out that a new household had moved to that place.
"Then do you know who originally lived here?"
"have no idea."
Being coldly turned away, Mourning was a little dumbfounded. The house in front of him was a garden villa, which looked completely unfamiliar. Did he really live here? Otherwise, he had no impression at all.
So where are your family members? Where have they moved to? How can you find them?
The cities in the south were not too cold. It was obviously winter, but the temperature was much higher than in Paris. Thinking of the snowflakes flying in the sky and the man's hug, she still felt empty even though she was walking on such a warm street.
of desolation.
After walking along the road for a while, the sun was so high that I didn’t eat anything on the plane. Now I was hungry, so I found a snack bar on the roadside, turned my back to the store door, ordered a bowl of noodles, and started eating.
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In fact, I didn’t have a very good appetite, and when I was halfway through eating, two students, a boy and a girl, came into the shop. They were supposed to be in class at the moment, and they came to the shop to eat. This definitely meant that they were skipping school.
The girls seemed to be very clingy towards the boys and kept saying: "Let's not eat here anymore, okay? Let's go to that new western restaurant on Xihu Road."
"If you don't go, just stay here and poop after eating. You will be very annoyed."
The boys were so rude, but the girl didn't mind. She hooked her arms around the boy's neck and kissed him suddenly. The boy was annoyed and angry. His handsome face was slightly red, and he pushed the girl away and said, "Why are you like this?
Who agreed to let you kiss me?"
"Hehe, people like you, sit down quickly, let others see it, they think I'm touching you!"
"Hey, are you done with this? I already told you that I don't like you anymore, and you're still pestering me like this. It's very annoying."
The girl felt a little aggrieved, tugged on the boy's clothes, and said coquettishly: "I know I was wrong. I promise not to kiss you casually, okay? You promised to try to accept me."
The boy seemed helpless. He turned his head to the side angrily and said to the waiter: "Here comes a bowl of beef noodles. If you want it spicy, hurry up."
"Hey, are you doing this on purpose? You know that I don't eat spicy food."
"What matters to me is whether I want to eat or not."
"Woo, you bullied me again."
Moning felt that the two children were so noisy and funny, which dispelled a lot of the haze in her heart. She turned her face and glanced at the two children quietly. Both boys and girls were wearing school uniforms and looked energetic.
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After watching them, Mourning lowered his head to eat, and then heard a voice from behind exclaiming: "Sister——"
Moning didn't pay attention and continued to eat, but the boy behind her rushed up and patted her on the shoulder, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Sister, it's really you! That's great, I thought I would never see you again."
Mo Ning was stunned when he saw this beautiful little boy calling him sister, and he couldn't react for a moment.
"Hey, who is she? Your sister?"
The girl also came over at this time and looked at Moning suspiciously. The boy was in a good mood and explained in a rare serious manner: "She is my tutor."
"Teacher? Then why did you call her sister?"
"I am willing, can you take care of it?"
Moning understood from the conversation between the two that she was this boy's tutor. It seemed that she had finally found someone who knew her. She looked at the beautiful boy and asked expectantly: "Classmate,
Have you known me long?"
Well, the boy was dumbfounded, stared at Mourning for a long time, and said with a strange expression: "Is your name Mourning?"
"yes."
"Then do you know me?"
"I don't remember."
"Ah - how could you not remember, sister, are you kidding me?"
Mourning felt that this little boy looked cute and funny, so he couldn't help but smile and explained: "I got sick and forgot about the past. I can't remember anything."
"Ah - is it amnesia?"
The boy's expression brightened even more, and he reached out to touch her head excitedly, "That's great, everything on TV is real. You really can lose your memory. It's so fun."
The girl next to her had a long face, but when she heard that Mo Ning had lost his memory, she had the same reaction as the boys. She pulled up a chair with great interest, sat down next to Mo Ning, and started asking questions.
Mourning was confused by the question and quickly intercepted their words and said: "Tell me first what your name is?"
"Oh, my name is——"
"His name is Yuko, Yuko!"
Yuzi? Mourning looked at the boy with wide eyes. Seeing his unhappy expression, he slapped the table and said, "What? Shut up - sister, my name is Lian Youyou, please Lian, bless you."
"Oh, Lian Youyou, do you know my family?"
"Family? You know me? I've met your sister, and she came to see me some time ago. She's really annoying. She can't find you. What's the use of asking me? I don't know where you went? Oh, sister
, where have you been for so long? You won’t be betrayed, right?"