Chapter 2 At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Mengmeng and Mo Qi arrived at the kindergarten and picked up their precious son, Mo Shaoting.
Because it was raining, Gu Mengmeng held her son while Mo Qi held the umbrella. This ordinary and happy scene was extremely enviable.
"Mom, Dad, a doctor came to our class today to draw our blood and do tests to check whether we are healthy." Mo Shaoting said happily.
Mo Qi smiled and said, "Son, did you cry when the doctor drew your blood?"
"Haha, no." Mo Shaoting touched the place where blood was drawn on his arm and said very proudly, "Many students in our class cried. Haha, only me and a few male classmates did not cry."
"Hahaha, son, you are so brave." Mo Qi touched his head and praised happily.
Gu Mengmeng didn't say anything. When she heard the words "draw blood for testing", she felt vaguely uneasy. Suddenly she thought of Ouyang Jing, who was extremely capable, and the uneasy feeling became stronger in her heart... Ouyang Jing, this time
The doctor came to Shaoting's class to draw blood and do tests to check the children's health. Does this have anything to do with you? Could it be that you arranged this?
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After the family returned home, the rain gradually stopped.
"Honey, are there any guests at home today?" Mo Qi sat on the sofa in the living room and asked suspiciously, looking at a cigarette butt in the ashtray.
"No." Gu Mengmeng replied as she walked towards the bedroom.
"Why are there cigarette butts in the ashtray?" Mozzi was puzzled.
"Qi, have you forgotten that it was you who smoked it?"
"Absolutely not. I rarely smoke. As you know, I didn't smoke a cigarette at all today."
"..." She suddenly realized and guessed that the cigarette must have been smoked by Ouyang Jing. She walked into the bedroom quickly and nervously opened the closet door slowly. She saw no one else. A big stone hung in her heart.
Then she slowly fell down. Then, she quickly walked out of the bedroom, walked to the hall, and sat with Mo Qi, pretending to be puzzled and looking at the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table.
"Honey, are you the one who smoked this cigarette butt?" Mozzi looked at the cigarette butt, looked at her beautiful side face and said half-jokingly, "You are bored at home alone today, so why don't you secretly smoke to relieve your boredom?"
"I...I..." She didn't know if she should take the blame. She turned her head and found that the painting she had placed on the balcony was missing. She had an idea and said angrily: "Husband, there must be a thief in the house."
, the painting I drew has disappeared."
"Ah?" Mozzi immediately looked towards the balcony and found that there was no picture on the drawing board. Then he looked at the cigarette butts in the ashtray, thinking that he had dropped the key, and his handsome face was full of anger, "This thief is really
hateful."
"Yes, this thief is so disgusting." She said angrily.
"Well, he stole your wife's painting. I curse him to die a good death. It would be better if he was hit by a car as soon as he went out. Even if he is not hit by a car, he will become a cripple." Mo Qi hugged her, angry.
Said so.
"..." She was speechless. When she heard these frightening words, she thought that the person who stole her painting must be Ouyang Jing. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart. After a moment of silence, she gently opened him and hugged her.
hand, while whispering: "Husband, I'm going to the bedroom to see if anything else has been stolen."
Mozzi let go of his hand and said, "Well, let's go."
Quickly walking into the bedroom, she checked every cabinet in the room with a gloomy look. Her mind was at a loss as she had checked everything in the cabinet properly, but she didn't know in her heart whether there were any missing items.
Not long after, Mo Qi walked in. Seeing her thoughtful and gloomy look, he felt a little worried, "Honey, did a thief steal something you like?"
She was stunned for a second before coming back to her senses, shaking her head with a smile, "No, there is nothing missing from our bedroom."
"If not, why is his expression so ugly?" Mo Qi asked with some suspicion, then opened a closet door next to him, pulled out a drawer containing underwear and checked it carefully, and suddenly said angrily: "Uh, wife, you
The most beautiful pair of white lace underwear is missing, was it stolen by the thief?"
"Really?" She walked over and rummaged around again, and found that the pair of underwear she liked was really gone. Her pretty eyebrows wrinkled.
"Well, this thief is so annoying. Not only did he steal your paintings, but he also stole your underwear." Mozzi gritted his teeth in anger, "I want to curse this thief with a terminal illness."
Hearing what he said next, she felt inexplicably uneasy and said with a smile: "Qi, don't be angry. He just stole one of my paintings and a pair of underwear. We don't need to curse him like this."
Having said this, she walked out of the bedroom and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll make dinner tonight."
Mozzi quickly followed him out, "Honey, I'll make dinner. You can watch cartoons with your son."
"Qi, I want to cook today, so don't argue with me."
"Hehehe, okay." He followed her.
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Ouyang Jing treated the painting that Gu Mengmeng had drawn casually like a treasure. He framed it and took it back to the palace, and immediately hung the painting in his bedroom.
That painting was on the wall opposite the bed. He fell asleep looking at it every day, and when he woke up every day, it was always the first thing he saw.
Gu Mengmeng's missing pair of white lace underwear was indeed stolen by him. He put it under his pillow. When he couldn't sleep, he couldn't help but take it out and smell it. He found that it smelled so good that his lips
It will always be celebrated.
Every time at this time, he would feel that he was a pervert and wanted to restrain himself, but it was like being addicted to drugs and he couldn't restrain himself no matter what.
"Have the appraisal results come out?" He walked into the office hall and nervously asked A Yuan who was following behind him.
"Your Majesty, not yet." Ayuan replied, "The results of the appraisal will not come out until tomorrow."
Want tomorrow?
Hearing this, he knew that he might be insomnia until dawn that night.
On this day, he flew to three cities for inspection. When he returned to Wucheng, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. He felt very tired. When he returned to the bedroom, the first thing he did was not go to the bathroom to take a shower, but was busy
Look at the landscape painting hanging opposite the bed.
At this time, when he saw the landscape paintings she painted, he would miss her very much. Even if he couldn't see her, he would like to hear her voice, even if she scolded him with the most unpleasant words in the world.
After thinking about it, he walked to the window, looked at the bright full moon in the sky, picked up his cell phone and nervously dialed her cell phone...
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Mo Qi had officially become the president of Platinum Group two days ago. With this status, he suddenly had more social activities. For several days in a row, he would not get home until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.
This night, it was the same.
Every night, Gu Mengmeng would wait for him to come back before falling asleep.
When he came back, she would sit in the living room and watch TV. Occasionally, she would get up and walk to the balcony, look at the full moon in the sky, and wander quietly with her arms folded.
'I have a 7e beautiful wish 7e I can sow the sun when I grow up 7e Sow one 7e one is enough 7e will bear 7e will bear many suns...'
That night, just when she stood up and was about to go to the balcony to look at the moon, the cell phone on the coffee table rang.
She thought it was a call from Mo Qi and quickly picked up the phone. Unexpectedly, it was a call from a special number with eight eights on it.
She remembered who this number belonged to, frowned, and hung up the phone without hesitation.
After a while, the phone rang again. I picked it up and saw that it was still the call from that special number.
"Uh 7e" She was angry in her heart, thought about it with a gloomy look, and then answered the phone and said angrily: "Ouyang Jing, are you sick?"
Ouyang Jing was stunned on the other end of the phone, and then asked in surprise: "Mengmeng, how do you know? Haha, have you studied medicine in the past three years?"
"You're crazy." She was annoyed by his ability to talk nonsense.
"Mengmeng, you are wrong. I am clearly lovesick." He said seriously on the other end of the phone.
"..." She was finally rendered speechless by him. Suddenly she remembered something and asked angrily: "When did you, the king of Tangtangwu Empire, become a thief?"
Ouyang Jing smiled softly on the other end of the phone, "Mengmeng, don't be angry. You stuffed me into the closet that day and almost suffocated me to death. It's only right that I grab some of your things as souvenirs."
When he said these words, his voice was slightly low...
"You..." She was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"Mengmeng, when can I... steal your heart?" After a moment of silence, he asked cautiously and nervously.
"If you want to steal my heart, you have to wait until the next life." She frowned and said without hesitation.
"What if...I don't have a next life?" His voice became sad.
"Then don't try to steal my heart." She said angrily and coldly, and then quickly hung up the phone.
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That night, Ouyang Jing thought about a lot of things. He watched the stars in the sky disappear one by one, leaving only the cold and aloof moon. His heart gradually became filled with sadness, and his charming eyes suddenly became wet...
Mengmeng, are you really not giving me a chance?
Mengmeng, I feel uncomfortable. I have lived for almost thirty years and I have never felt so uncomfortable. Even when my mother died, my heart never hurt like this.
Mengmeng, do you really not care about me at all? If one day, you know that I am going to die, will your heart feel sad for me? Even just a little bit?
…
"Your Majesty, the identification results are out." A Yuan stood in front of Ouyang Jing's large desk and said while handing a brown paper bag to his hand.
Ouyang Jing took it without expression and said, "Get out."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Ayuan nodded and immediately withdrew.
Holding the brown paper bag containing the identification results, Ouyang Jing felt a little unsure of how to describe it. He was afraid, looking forward, and something else. After a while, he finally plucked up the courage to open it.
I took out the identification result from the brown paper bag and saw the words on it. My eyes, which were a little red because I stayed up all night due to insomnia last night, burst into tears instantly, with mixed feelings, mixed flavors, and emotions.
It was the first time I was so out of control that I couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Uh wu 7e wu 7e"
In this life, he shed so many tears and cried aloud only twice, once when his mother died, and once now, when he saw the results of the appraisal.
About an hour later, his emotions gradually came under control. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up and walked out quickly, while taking out his mobile phone and dialing Gu Mengmeng's number urgently...
Gu Mengmeng didn't answer his call.
Such a result did not surprise him at all. He walked faster and dialed a second time and a third time without giving up...
When he dialed for the fifth time, Gu Mengmeng turned off the phone.
She turned off her phone, she unplugged her cell phone battery, it didn't matter, it didn't matter at all. At this moment, he wanted to see her, nothing was a problem, no matter what it was, it couldn't stop his determination to see her right away.
On the way, he drove the car very fast. It took him only half an hour to get to the place that usually took him an hour.
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‘Ding Dong 7eDing Dong 7e’
The doorbell rang quickly. At this time, it was 10 o'clock in the morning. Mo Qi went to Platinum Group, his son Mo Shaoting went to kindergarten, and Gu Mengmeng was the only one at home.
Who will come?
She was a little confused. Thinking of the phone call Ouyang Jing made to her last night, she thought it might be him. After hesitating for a while, she gently walked to the door. Through the peephole, she saw that it was really him. Layer by layer
Troubles instantly filled her mind and heart.
‘Ding Dong 7eDing Dong 7e’
Ouyang Jing continued to ring the doorbell outside, with a handsome face full of eagerness, "Mengmeng, open the door... open the door..."
Ouyang Jing, why do you want to disturb my happy life again and again?
He made her feel disgusted and angry, and even more frightened and panicked.
No matter how he called her name or howled, she remained silent. She was lucky enough to think that she didn't answer. He thought that if no one was home, he would definitely leave.
"Mengmeng, Gu Mengmeng, open the door. I know you are inside. Don't pretend not to hear me." He knew what she was thinking like a roundworm in her belly. His handsome face was dark and charming.
His eyes were very red because he had cried and shed a lot of tears, "Open the door, open the door, right away, right away..."
"..." She remained silent, fearing that he would notice her presence. She stood inside the door, even breathing cautiously.
"Why don't you open the door? Why?" He roared hoarsely outside the door. He suddenly raised his hand and knocked on the door so hard that the skin of the handle was broken. "You hate me so much, hate me so much,
Do you really not want to see me again? If that's the case, why do you want to give birth to a child for me? Why?"
What?
After hearing what he said next, Gu Mengmeng's heart skipped an extremely uneasy beat, and she started to panic...
Qi, what should I do? He knows that Shaoting is his son.
Uh, what should I do? Ouyang Jing, you know that Shaoting is your son. As a king, you are despicable and hateful, what will you do?
"Mengmeng, if you don't open the door, I will ask someone to tear it down right away." After banging on the door for a while, Ouyang Jing threatened with red eyes. "At that time, you and Mo will be waiting.
Be homeless."
He didn't want to threaten her, nor did he want to talk to her in such a bad tone, but she didn't open the door, and he couldn't think of any other better way. He could only repeat the same mistakes and use the same method to force her to obey.
Gu Mengmeng knew that now that he was the king of the Fog Empire, he was very capable. If he broke the law, he would be fine with a wave of his hand.
She was not afraid that he would threaten her and hurt her again, but she was afraid that he would hurt Mo Qi. Finally, she opened the door angrily, raised her head and looked at him coldly and hatefully, "What on earth do you want?"
?”
The moment the door opened, Ouyang Jing walked in very quickly and stood in front of her at close range, looking deeply into her face, "I don't want to do anything, I just want you to come back to me." He said.
Said in a low and hoarse voice.
After hearing this, Gu Mengmeng was not moved in her heart, she just felt ridiculous. She tried her best to ignore his abnormal face and red bloodshot eyes, and raised her lips sarcastically, "I have never been by your side, so how can I say 'reply'?
'Character?"
"..." He was speechless. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that what she said was true. Even the first time she had sex with him was forced by her own despicable means. The subsequent intermittent times together were all designed by her.
Yes, she has never really been with him. In the past, she and he were not in a relationship, and now, it seems that they are not in a relationship anymore. He has always been pestering her.
"Why do you want to give birth to a child for me?" After a moment of uncomfortable silence, he looked at her face and asked with mixed emotions.
"Because I'm not you, I can't bear to hurt an innocent life." She said seriously.
"Is it just for this reason?" He wanted to hear something else.
"Yes, that's the only reason." She nodded firmly, with no suspicious expression on her beautiful face.
"Mengmeng, you are lying." He stared at her face closely and said with great certainty, "You must have given birth to my child because you love me."
"Hahaha 7e" Hearing this, Gu Mengmeng laughed, maybe it was a sarcastic smile, so the smile was a bit ugly, "You are too stinky and narcissistic. I won't be mean. You are despicable and shameless. I can't even say that I like you.
, how can you love."
Her words hurt his heart again. "Uh 7e" sighed sadly and said: "Mengmeng, Shaoting is my son, I..."
"So what if Shaoting is your son?" She quickly interrupted him and looked at him with warning eyes, "Ouyang Jing, don't try to break up my son and me."
Her cold eyes made him feel stinging in his heart, "Mengmeng, you misunderstood. I did not want to separate you and your son."
"You mean, you want to break up Mo Qi and I's family?" Her eyes became even colder. "Ouyang Jing, let me tell you, don't even think about it."
"..." He was speechless for a while.
"Please leave." She pointed to the door and said, "Leave now."
He stood still with a sad expression, like a lifeless puppet.
She started to push him, her patience and her good temper were all destroyed by him, "Go away, go away, I don't want to see you..."
He just refused to go, trying his best to stay still. He didn't know what he thought of, and tears suddenly flowed from his red bloodshot eyes, and he knelt down in front of her with a plop.
"Ouyang Jing, you, what are you doing?" He was like this. Gu Mengmeng was frightened. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at him in disbelief. She wondered in her heart, this man kneeling in front of her
, is it Ouyang Jing? He is so arrogant, so powerful, and so arrogant. How can he shed tears at this moment, and how can he kneel in front of him so humbly?
"Mengmeng, come back to me and be with me." Ouyang Jing knelt on the ground, looking at her with his head raised and tears streaming down his face. He hugged her legs with both hands, his voice was hoarse, and he begged full of regret.
"If you hate me being mean, I don't have to be mean. If you hate me being shameless, I don't have to be shameless. If you hate me being a beast, I don't have to be a beast."
At this moment, both his words and his actions undoubtedly gave Gu Mengmeng an unprecedented shock.
"..." Gu Mengmeng teased him and said some harsh words to stimulate him, but for some reason, she saw his red bloodshot eyes shed tears of manhood, and knelt in front of her, begging her to return to him.
When she was around, she opened her mouth several times but could not utter a single word.
She gradually remembered how he tortured her, bullied her, possessed her, and how he teased her, flirted with her, and pestered her...
The story between him and herself was not sweet at all, but she didn't know why, but it always kept her in mind. She wanted to forget about it, but she couldn't forget it. She hated herself like this, and slowly...
, beautiful eyes, wet and wet, turned around and walked quickly into the bedroom...
After a while, she walked out quickly again. She didn't know what she had in her hand. She saw him kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes. Her heart suddenly ached. She walked up to him and stretched out a hand to him.
in front of your eyes, and then slowly open your palms.
The moment he opened his palm, a note as light as a feather slowly fell to the cold floor. When he lowered his head, he saw that the note read——
'Baby, I have something important to do and I have to go. Haha, don't worry, I will show up when you miss me very much.'
"Do you remember who wrote this?" She looked at him and asked, trying her best to hold back her tears. She asked softly, but she couldn't hide the traces of anger and complaint in her words. (Details of the note.
The plot is in Chapter 151, students who have forgotten it can go and review it)
"I remember." Ouyang Jing looked at the handwriting on the note, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with tears in his eyes, full of nostalgia, "It was Q, XX, XX. That night, we were together, and I woke up at 4 o'clock in the morning.
Come, I see you are sleeping soundly, and I can’t bear to wake you up, so I wrote this note.” Every day he was with her, he could tell the specific details. Before, he didn’t know why, but now
, he knew, it was because he loved her and fell in love with her very early.
Hearing him tell the exact date, Gu Mengmeng's face flashed with surprise. It seemed that she didn't expect that he would remember it so clearly. She suddenly couldn't help feeling mixed emotions in her heart, and she slowly squatted down.
He picked up the note that he had kept secret for nearly four years, held it tightly in his hand, then looked at his face with wet eyes, and said with unbearable sadness: "When I found out that I was pregnant, I
I missed you very much. At that time, I had insomnia for a week, waiting for you to appear. However, one month has passed, two months have passed, and you still have not appeared in front of me. "
He listened full of self-blame and regret, and thought about that time when he was busy trying to establish a good relationship with Xia Cao's family.
"When I gave birth to Shaoting, my stomach hurt, but I also missed you very much." She continued, and the more she spoke, the more tears accumulated in her eyes, and she couldn't hold it back.
Blinking to prevent the fragile tears from falling down her face, "What were you busy with at that time?"
"..." He was completely embarrassed to speak.
She held back her tears and raised her lips bitterly, "At that time, you were busy fighting for your throne. On the day I gave birth to my son, you held a romantic and grand wedding with a woman named Xia Cao."
"Mengmeng, that wedding was just a show." He was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.
"It's been so long, you don't need to explain anything to me." She smiled and said nonchalantly. She was silent for a moment, looking at his mature and handsome face that was more charming than before with a faint smile and a cheerful look. "
Ouyang Jing, let's let everything go. Let's live the lives we each have, okay?"
"..." He is silent, decisive in doing things, and never procrastinates. At this moment, he doesn't know whether he should nod his head and say yes, or shake his head and say no.
He just knew clearly that whether he said yes or not, his heart would hurt and feel uncomfortable. In his heart, for the first time, he thought stupidly, how great it would be if he could turn back time. If he could go back to the first time he knew her.
During that time, I will definitely love her well and cherish her, so that she will be tightly wrapped in happiness every minute and every second.
At this moment when they were silent to each other, the door that was not closed was pushed open and Mozzi walked in.
Gu Mengmeng looked up, her heart skipped a beat, and her face was full of panic, "Qi?"
Ouyang Jing was still kneeling in front of Gu Mengmeng, with tears still on his face. Hearing the sound of "Qi" from her mouth, he also turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.
"Honey, what is going on?" Mo Qi was confused by the scene in front of him. When Ouyang Jing turned his head, he saw his face clearly and was sure that he was the current king of the Mist Empire.
, I was extremely shocked. "You...are His Majesty the King?"
"Yes." Ouyang Jing nodded and admitted. At this time, when Mo Qi saw him kneeling in front of Gu Mengmeng with tears in his eyes, he didn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed at all. Instead, he felt relieved.
Mo Qi saw his calm expression, and then looked at Gu Mengmeng's panicked face, and roughly guessed what was going on. His handsome face gradually darkened, "Why are you at our house?"
Ouyang Jing was still kneeling on the ground and did not get up. He said in a low voice: "Mr. Mo, I am Shaoting's biological father."
"..." After hearing this, Mo Qi understood everything, and his heart suddenly sank.
Seeing his increasingly gloomy face, Gu Mengmeng felt anxious and uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand and pulled Ouyang Jing hard, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said angrily: "Get up and leave immediately."
Ouyang Jing was stubborn and could not get up from his knees. He pulled her hand away and looked at Mo Qi with a pleading look on his face. "Mr. Mo, I love Mengmeng, and Mengmeng also loves me." His voice was hoarse.
He said, "Shaoting is the son of me and Mengmeng. Please reunite our family."
"..." Mo Qi said nothing, and the expression on his face became darker and darker. Presumably, his heart was already on the verge of collapse.
"Mr. Mo, I beg you." Ouyang Jing continued to kneel on the ground and begged, showing his sincerity, "As long as you..."
"Ouyang Jing, shut up." Gu Mengmeng looked at Mo Qi's face and hurriedly stopped him. Holding back a trace of sad and uncomfortable tears, she looked at him angrily, "Kneel here now, no matter what you say,
Everything is useless, there is nothing that can be done between us."
"Mengmeng, I..."
"Mo Qi, Shaoting and I are a family." Gu Mengmeng interrupted him again, "Ouyang Jing, I beg you, don't try to destroy our family anymore. We are very happy now. If
If you really love me, please leave our home immediately and never disturb me and my family again."
"..." He was speechless. Her words were sharper than a knife, piercing straight into his heart.
At this time, Mo Qi walked up to Gu Mengmeng, "Your Majesty the King, you and Mengmeng are in the past tense." He said seriously, while raising a hand and pressing it in front of his face.
He hugged Gu Mengmeng's waist tightly, "Mengmeng and I have been married for three years. During these three years, we have loved each other. I will never allow anyone to destroy our home, even if you are the current member of the Mist Empire."
The king."
Ouyang Jing was silent in discomfort. Seeing the loving scene of him holding Gu Mengmeng tightly in front of her, unspeakable pain suddenly surged in his heart.
"Can you leave quickly?" Seeing him kneeling on the ground with wet tears on his face, Gu Mengmeng felt extremely dazzled and felt uncomfortable at all, "You are a king, but what are you doing kneeling on the ground?
?Stop embarrassing yourself here."
Ouyang Jing himself wanted to laugh a little. He was Ouyang Jing, how could he kneel in front of her husband in front of her?
Things in the world are always so unpredictable.
Kneeling down to others was something he had never thought about before. Now, kneeling in front of her, he didn't feel useless or ashamed. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, he looked at her face, nervous.
And he asked hoarsely and extremely seriously: "Mengmeng, the one you love... is me or him?"
Gu Mengmeng seemed to think his question was ridiculous. She raised her lips slightly and turned to look at the sunny sky outside the window. She secretly shed tears. Then she looked at his face and said clearly: "Ouyang Jing,
i never loved you i
I only hate you, oh, no, I shouldn’t say that. Now I have no intention to hate you. My heart is all about my husband and son. Your past and your present, I don’t care about you.
Whatever happens, it has nothing to do with me.”
What a saying, ‘No matter what happens to you, it has nothing to do with me’!
Ouyang Jing heard these words very clearly. His heart that longed to be with her was completely hurt and broken. He felt an unprecedented despair in his heart, which made him extremely painful. He closed his eyes and tried his best to hold it back.
He almost shed a tear from the corner of his eye, and then stood up from the ground in discomfort.
His head was lowered.
At this moment, he no longer had the courage to look at her beautiful face with a faint smile. With silent pain and hurt, he slowly walked out of her and Mo Qi's home with a pale face.
The moment he turned around, Gu Mengmeng's heart ached slightly.
He is gone. Maybe now that he is gone, Ouyang Jing will never appear in front of him shamelessly again.
She raised the corners of her mouth and seemed to be thinking happily, but for some reason, a trace of sad tears shone in her eyes, and the note she held tightly in her hand fell to the ground like autumn leaves.
Mo Qi lowered his head and saw the note. The handwriting on it was slightly unclear. He could guess that this note must have been kept for a long time, and his heart suddenly felt sour... Dream
Dream, the one you love most in your heart is him.
Love is cruel.
Love is unfair.
Love, that's it.
If you are good to her and have always been good to her, she may still not love you wholeheartedly from the bottom of her heart, because deep down in her heart, she has long hidden a person that she loves and hates, and she can never forget it even if she wants to forget it.
people.
Some people will never fall in love even after living together for ten or twenty years, but some people can fall in love forever as long as they look at each other.
There are many kinds of love, different shades and different colors.
Love is a wonderful thing. Or maybe, no one can tell what kind of thing love is. There are always so many men and women in the world who are troubled and obsessed with it.
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In the next two months, Ouyang Jing did not appear in front of Gu Mengmeng, nor did he call her to harass her. Gu Mengmeng and Mo Qi's life seemed to be back to the past.
Mo Qi is different from Mo Mi. He used to be a policeman. He was very good at how to catch criminals and solve cases. However, he suddenly stopped being a policeman and became the president of Platinum Group. He dealt with numbers and the economy all day.
Or maybe a little bit uncomfortable.
At the beginning of everything, he thought that since he promised his father to accept the Platinum Group, he would lead the Platinum Group to regain its glory, so he was almost always busy and envious of his dream.
Gu Meng dreams of raising his eldest son by himself. In the past few years, he has never gone out to work.
Her daily life is simple and fulfilling.
Every morning at 7 o'clock, she would get up and make breakfast for her son and husband, and then send her son to kindergarten. When she was in the mood, she would go shopping and buy clothes for Mozzi and her son. When she got home, she would go to the balcony when she felt inspired.
After painting, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I went to the kindergarten to pick up my son and take him home.
"Mom, mom 7e hehehe 7e" Whenever he saw his beautiful mother picking him up at the kindergarten, Mo Shaoting was very happy. As soon as he walked out of the kindergarten gate, he jumped into Gu Mengmeng's arms.
For Gu Mengmeng, whether she is sending her son to school or picking her up from school, it is a very happy thing.
"Haha 7e" She knelt down and hugged him with a smile, and couldn't help but kiss his little face, "Hahaha, did you listen to the teacher today?"
Mo Shaoting nodded happily, suddenly remembered something, pouted and said seriously: "Mom, our teacher said today that I look like the same person."
"Haha, your teacher should say that you look like dad." She said with a smile.
"No." He shook his little head, "Our teacher said I look like a king."
"..." Gu Mengmeng was stunned.
"Mom, I look like a king. Can I be a king when I grow up?" The little guy looked at her face and asked seriously.
After being stunned for several seconds, Gu Mengmeng came back to her senses, hid a touch of sadness, and smiled faintly at him: "Baby, you don't just look like you to be the king."
He frowned and said, "But mom, I want to be a king. The teacher said that the king is great and everyone in our country respects him. When I grow up, I must be a king."
"..." Hearing this, the mother was speechless. Suddenly, she inexplicably felt someone peeking at her nearby. She quickly turned her head and looked around, but there was no one around... Uh, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?
I always feel like someone is peeking at me near school these days?
After thinking about it, she felt that she must have thought too much. She kissed her son's face, hugged him and walked happily towards the parking place.
When Gu Mengmeng walked about ten meters with her son in her arms, a tall and straight man slowly walked out from behind a big tree on the side of the road.
This man wore a pair of black sunglasses on his face and a black hat on his head, making it difficult to see his specific appearance. However, through his sexy thin lips and good-looking chin
, we can still be sure that he definitely has a handsome face that makes women scream.
In fact, this person is not someone else.
He is none other than Mo Shaoting's biological father, Ouyang Jing, the current king of the Mist Empire.
He looked at Gu Mengmeng's beautiful back holding her son as she walked away, thinking thoughtfully. Maybe he heard the conversation between Gu Mengmeng and her son.
…
One month later…
[Good evening, viewers, and welcome to watch the news for 30 minutes... At three o'clock this afternoon, His Majesty the King Ouyang Jing suddenly fainted while presiding over my country's fifth peacekeeping conference...]
Mo Shaoting was sitting alone on the floor of the hall playing puzzles. When he heard the word "king", his ears almost stood up. He quickly looked at the TV and saw the picture of someone fainting. He immediately shouted sadly to the kitchen:
"Mom, Mom, come out and watch the news. The king is dead. The king is dead."
At this time, Gu Mengmeng was cutting shredded potatoes in the kitchen. When she heard the next few words, the knife in her hand slipped and fell to the ground with a 'clang'.
The king is dead? Ouyang Jing is dead? This, how is this possible? Wasn't he still fine a few months ago?
Her face turned completely white at some point. She stepped over the knife on the ground and walked to the hall as quickly as possible, "Baby, what did you say?"
There were tears in Mo Shaoting's eyes. He pointed at the TV and said with a choked voice: "Mom 7e uh uh 7e Our king is dead."
She immediately looked at the TV, and what she saw was the scene of Ouyang Jing fainting on the ground. A group of people surrounded him and nervously sent him to the hospital...
[His Majesty the King is still unconscious...]
Seeing such scenes and hearing such reports, her heart throbbed one after another. The pain was so painful that she almost dared not breathe, and her eyes became wet at some point.
"Uh-huh, mom, our king is dead, who will be the king in the future?" At this time, Mo Shaoting walked up to her, hugged her leg and asked sadly.
She looked at the tense scene of rescuing Ouyang Jing that was playing on the TV, squatted down and looked at his facial features that were very similar to that man, and said with wet eyes: "Baby, our king is not dead, he is just too tired and wants to sleep."
It's just a day's sleep, and he will be fine tomorrow."
"Is that really true?"
"Well, it's true. Mom won't lie to you." She raised her lips and said with a reassuring smile.
"But mom, why are you crying?" Mo Shaoting looked into her eyes and said confused.
Did you cry yourself?
She was a little surprised, and quickly raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and found that the corners of her eyes were full of wet tears, and her heart began to throb uncomfortably again...
Ouyang Jing, you, the big bad guy, have been punished now, right?
Ouyang Jing, you are a despicable, shameless and nasty man. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me.
Ouyang Jing... please don't die, the people of the Fog Empire need you.
…
That night, Mozzi came back much earlier than usual, arriving home before nine o'clock.
When he walked to the hall and saw that no one was in the hall or balcony, he looked at the turned off TV and immediately walked to the bedroom.
The light in the bedroom was turned off and it was dark. When he turned on the light, the first thing he saw was the scene of Gu Mengmeng lying on the bed and sleeping.
He didn't want to wake her up, so he slowed down and walked over very gently, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her with gentle eyes mixed with a little sadness...
Wife, why did you go to bed so early today and fall asleep before I came back? Is it because you saw the news about Ouyang Jing's collapse today, so you must have cried and were not in the mood to wait for me to come home?
Wife, should I withdraw from this family, so that you and him can be reconciled, and Shaoting and his father and son can recognize each other?
…
The next morning, it rained, and the flowers and plants on the balcony were soaked in the rain and looked lifeless.
Gu Mengmeng got up at seven in the morning as usual and made breakfast for her son and Mo Qi.
However, one thing was different, that is, she usually turned on the TV, but this morning, she didn't even look at the TV.
Mo Qi acted as if nothing had happened and said nothing about Ouyang Jing's fainting in front of her.
"Dad, if our king dies, then who will be the king in the future?" Mo Shaoting took a sip of milk and asked seriously while looking at Mo Qi's face.
Mo Qi looked at Gu Mengmeng's expressionless face and said with a faint smile: "Our king is dead. In the future, a wise and capable person will definitely take his place as king."
"Oh." Mo Shaoting was very smart. He understood and laughed happily, "Hehehe, Dad, I want to be a king. I will definitely study hard and become a person full of wisdom and great ability.
Haha..."Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji.
Hearing this, Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he furrowed his handsome eyebrows, looking thoughtfully at his face that looked more and more like Ouyang Jing... Son, do you really want to be the king?
?
His heart began to hesitate and feel conflicted. He knew in his heart that if Shaoting stayed with him, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to become the king of the Fog Empire. Ouyang Jing was the king, and the position of king of the Fog Empire had always been through blood.
According to inheritance, if Ouyang Jing and Shao Ting knew each other as father and son, Shao Ting would definitely become the future king of the Fog Empire.
Son, dad, should this great dream of yours come true?
Well, this is undoubtedly a painful question for him. If it is fulfilled, he will lose his favorite wife, his favorite son, and his favorite home.
…
In the morning, Gu Mengmeng sent her son to kindergarten alone.
Since last night, her heart felt like it was being pressed down by an invisible boulder. On her way home, she passed a newsstand and heard the newspaper seller happily shouting that the king was awake. The pressure in her heart made her unable to breathe normally.
The invisible boulder gradually disappeared.
When she got home, she dared to go to the TV and turn it on. When she saw the host on the news smiling and reporting the news that His Majesty the King had woken up, she suddenly wanted to cry again. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but smile.
There are tears of slightly complicated love.
…
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed. During this month, Gu Mengmeng often watched the news.
News about Ouyang Jing is reported almost every day. The first week reports that he is receiving treatment at the Royal Hospital, the second week reports that he is working while sick, and the third week reports that his body has fully recovered.
In the fourth week, it was reported that he was handling various complicated state affairs normally.
[At 10 o'clock this morning, His Majesty the King flew to country xx to visit the five thousand volunteers sent by our country to country xx...]
When she heard the news and saw Ouyang Jingqi's majestic figure on the TV screen, her heart felt faintly relaxed and comfortable. She raised her lips and smiled silently, turned off the TV and walked towards the balcony filled with sunshine.
‘Ding Dong 7eDing Dong 7e’
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked to the balcony, someone rang her doorbell.
Who could be coming?
She was a little confused, turned around and walked out of the balcony, and walked to the door quickly. Through the peephole, she saw a face she had seen before. Her heart skipped a confused and uneasy beat, and she hesitated for a while before slowly opening the door.
Door.
The person outside the door is not Ouyang Jing, but it is Ouyang Jing's right-hand man, Dashan.
Dashan's expression was incompatible with the weather outside. He was gloomy. When he saw her opening the door, he nodded respectfully and said, "Hello, Miss Gu."
Seeing Dashan's gloomy expression, Gu Mengmeng's heart became gloomy involuntarily, "What's the matter? Did he ask you to come?"
"Miss Gu, can you let me come into the room to talk?" Dashan asked politely and lowly.
She was a little wary, but after thinking about it, she still let him enter the house.
"Miss Gu, Your Majesty did not order me to come to you. I came to you today on my own initiative, and Your Majesty didn't know anything about it." Dashan sat on the sofa in the hall and said in a low voice with a sad look on his face.
"..." She was confused, thinking to herself that she had no friendship with him, so why would he come to find her?
"Go and see your Majesty." Dashan looked at her and suddenly said pleadingly.
"..." After hearing these abrupt words, she became even more puzzled.
Seeing that she was silent, Dashan suddenly knelt in front of her and said with wet eyes: "Miss Gu, I kneel down for you. I beg you. Please go to the palace to see His Majesty."
Seeing this, Gu Mengmeng was shocked, "Why are you doing this?" Suddenly something came to mind, and her heart suddenly beat uneasily, "He, what happened to him?"
"Your Majesty... he only has three months to live." Dashan held back tears and said sadly, "I beg you, just go and see him. I have been following Your Majesty, and I know that he has always loved him.
You—because he loves you, he has always turned a blind eye to your father, General Gu, who is causing a split."
"..." Hearing this, she was dumbfounded. Waves of pain were stirring in her heart. Layers of tears were rapidly forming in her beautiful eyes, which made her dare not
I didn't dare to blink my eyes even if I moved. I was afraid that if I moved, I would die of pain. I was afraid that if I blinked, tears would fall down my face like broken pearls.
…
On this day, Ouyang Jing had a rare moment of leisure. He had been alone in the study with the door closed since six o'clock in the morning.
‘咚7e咚’
"Your Majesty, can I come in?" Dashan knocked on the door and asked respectfully from outside.
Ouyang Jing hesitated for a while before speaking, "Okay."
With his permission, Dashan gently opened the door, looked at Gu Mengmeng who was following him, and motioned for Gu Mengmeng to enter the study with him.
Gu Mengmeng understood his look, nodded, and followed his footsteps and walked in gently.
Ouyang Jing's study room has the atmosphere of ancient people. There are a dazzling array of books around, ranging from astronomy to geography. There are almost all kinds of books.
Walking into the study room, Gu Mengmeng was surprised to see him burying his head in painting a picture very seriously. He was confused in his heart, was the person he saw Ouyang Jing?
"Your Majesty, I have brought someone you want to see." Dashan looked at him, nodded to him and said with a slight smile.
Did you bring someone you wanted to meet?
who?
Ouyang Jing was confused, stopped the brush in his hand, and slowly raised his head. Suddenly he saw Gu Mengmeng's beautiful face, and a trace of excitement rippled in his heart.
He tried hard to hold back some excitement and looked at her expressionlessly. Suddenly he glanced at Dashan angrily and asked coldly and angrily: "Why did you bring her to me on your own initiative? Did I tell you that I wanted to see her?
?”
Dashan lowered his head and let him blame him.
Gu Mengmeng knew from his words that he didn't want to see her, and she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
"Don't blame him." She soon couldn't listen anymore, looked at his face and interrupted him loudly, walked slowly to him, lowered her head and inadvertently saw that he was about to finish the painting.
A beautiful painting, but my heart suddenly felt very sour.
That painting he painted was Van Gogh's "Starry Night". He painted it very well, no matter what, it was better than hers.
Van Gogh's "Starry Night" is her favorite world-famous painting. She doesn't know why he chose to paint this painting. She only knows that he treated her like that, was so bad, and was such a beast. She vowed not to treat her like that.
She fell in love with him, but her heart flew in the opposite direction to him.
Love in the world is not without reason.
At this time, she saw the painting he painted, and she understood that she fell in love with him for a reason. She and him were destined to be together after all.