.〖Extra〗The painting of love is a poison, and the poison of love penetrates into the bones (7) News of the death of Tuan'er
Near dawn, Xiao Chen finally found the address. When Lan Ximo arrived, the door was already open for him.
Lan Ximo walked quickly inside. The door was ajar, and he gently pushed it open. The sight that greeted his eyes made his fingers holding the metal stiffen.
Invisibly, it seemed as if a sharp knife had slashed his heart, leaving blood dripping and scars everywhere.
Mingzhu slept as calmly and peacefully as a doll. Her and Ling Xi's fingers were tightly intertwined, like two ivy vines entwined together, so tight that they could not be separated.
The sharp pupils dilated involuntarily, and the corners of her eyes were astringent. She had never felt so relaxed in front of her.
What does this mean?
What does it mean to run away from a party and sleep in the same bed as Ling Xi?
The slender, green-white middle finger was slightly bent and he knocked on the door with a cold voice. He stared at the fingers tightly clasped together with a cold gaze.
Mingzhu was sleeping lightly and woke up immediately when she heard the voice. She subconsciously looked at the door and asked, "Who is it?" Her hands were still entangled with Ling Xi's.
Xi Mo looked at her without speaking.
The atmosphere in the room was particularly strange at the moment, deserted and depressing.
"Who is it?" Dai Mei frowned. After she couldn't wait for the answer, Mingzhu couldn't help pushing Ling Xi beside her, "Wait, wait, wake up, is there someone?"
"There's a ghost. Sleep..." Ling Xi hummed like a pig without even opening her eyes.
Dong Dong——
The cold voice wandered around the room again, causing both of them to wake up completely. Ling Xi sat up suddenly, "Holy crap! Someone actually came in..."
When his eyes met Xi Mo's cold eyes that could freeze someone to death, his voice stopped suddenly. He blinked his eyes. He didn't expect Xi Mo to find him so quickly. He thought it would take two or three days.
Mingzhu couldn't see what was going on and asked in a low voice: "Wait a minute..." Smelling the familiar smell of lavender, her fingers secretly clenched the thin blanket, "The person standing at the door is Momo, right?"
Xi Mo suppressed the anger in his heart and walked towards her calmly, breathing closer and closer. His cold eyes moved away from Ling Xi and fell on Mingzhu. He said softly: "I will take you home. Xiao
Uncle stayed up all night and is still looking for you."
Mingzhu lowered her eyes and said nothing. She subconsciously wanted to hold Ling Xi's hand. Xi Mo moved faster and picked her up, turned around and strode toward the door. He would never give her another chance to get close to Ling Xi.
"Momo..." As she was approaching the door, Mingzhu suddenly raised her head and grabbed his collar tightly with both hands, "Please come back with me if you can."
Xi Mo stopped and looked down at her pale cheek, with a begging look on her face and her voice was so cautious. He was so angry that he suddenly felt sad.
This is the girl he wants to pamper. She should be sunny and full of youthful vitality, but why has she become so gloomy and cautious?
"Mingzhu, that is your home, and you are the one who should make the decision!" This is the last time, this is the last chance I give you.
Mingzhu, don't make me angry anymore.
Mingzhu's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "Wait a minute, come home with me."
Ling Xi's eyes fell on the strong back, a trace of suspicion flashed through her beautiful peach blossom eyes, she yawned, and said with tears in her eyes: "Okay! But let's wait until I'm full of sleep... It's light to the bone."
You go back first, wake up and I’ll go there by myself!”
"Okay. Then you have a good rest." Mingzhu blinked, with a faint smile on her lips.
Mingzhu was taken away by Xi Mo, and the room with thin oxygen became even thinner now. Ling Xi couldn't sleep at all while lying on the bed.
Hearing the footsteps getting further and further away, the sound in the darkness seemed to be crushing his heart, causing a sharp pain, as if even his breathing was about to stop.
If time could stand still, I really want to freeze all the beauty when they are sleeping with their fingers clasped together.
Ling Xi took a few deep breaths and let out a heavy breath, but she couldn't let out the knot in her chest.
"Since you are so unwilling, why don't you do something..." A pleasant voice came from the door accompanied by the breeze.
It turned out that there was still one person who had not left.
Ling Xi sat up all of a sudden, her fox-like eyes flickering slyly as she looked at Muze, who was leaning against the door. His slender figure was reflected on the ground, his expression calm and calm. Compared with Ling Xi's, her beautiful and delicate facial features were incomparable.
Divide Xuanyuan.
It's just that Ling Xi has more childishness - youthfulness.
Muze, on the other hand, has more experience and maturity in the world, and his every frown and smile reveal charm and deep meaning, unlike Ling Xi, who is as clean as a piece of white paper, allowing others to draw.
"It's you, the dead demon who is neither male nor female!" Ling Xi cursed loudly, without saving any face.
Mu Ze's perfect facial features were slightly distorted, suppressing the anger in his heart, he smiled and said, "Ling Xi, compared to you, I really don't look like a woman."
"Bah." Ling Xi rolled her eyes, "***don't smile at me like this. It feels like a weasel is smiling at me. ***Don't compare me to you. I am a natural beauty. You are born with it*
**Did you go to Bangzi Tianxia for plastic surgery? You have a plastic surgery that makes you look neither male nor female. When you smile, your face looks so fake. Who is your mother? The plastic surgery skills at Bangzi Tianxia are so good. *** You are not willing to give yourself a better one.
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"That's enough!" The veins on Mu Ze's forehead were jumping. I didn't expect that this kid would be even more annoying when he was a kid. This mouth makes people want to strangle him. "I just want to ask you,
Do you want them not to get married?"
"I want to!" Ling Xi answered simply, and then said, "It's none of your business!"
There was a hint of cunning in Mu Ze's eyes, and the smile on his lips seemed to be absent, "What if I have a way to prevent them from getting married?"
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When Xiao Zimo saw Mingzhu being carried in by Xi Mo, his brows that had been furrowed all night finally relaxed, and his sharp gaze fell on Mingzhu with a softer look, "If you have anything to do, wait until you wake up. Xi Mo is still in trouble."
You send her up."
"Wait a minute." Mingzhu said, but Xi Mo didn't move. She hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll let you move back to Xiao's house."
"Why?" Xiao Zimo frowned immediately, he didn't like that child.
"There is no reason. Is there any problem if I want my brother to move back here?"
Xiao Zimo glanced at Xi Mo with dark eyes and saw that he had no objection. He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, as long as you are happy."
Xi Mo carried Mingzhu upstairs. Mingzhu grabbed his clothes tightly and suddenly said, "Momo, you are angry."
"No." Xi Mo denied that he was going crazy when he saw her and Ling Xi lying on the same bed.
"Momo, do you think that because you can't see, you can't feel it?" Mingzhu was placed on the soft bed by him, and Xi Mo pulled the quilt over her.
"I didn't lie to you." Xi Mo sat on the edge of the bed and brushed her hair away with his fingers, "If I have to say yes, I should say - jealousy."
"Jealous?" Mingzhu was puzzled.
"Mingzhu, men and women cannot lie on the same bed unless they are husband and wife." Xi Mo said seriously.
"Can't my brother do the same?"
"No." Xi Mo held her warm fingers. The hand that he had been covering up was actually warmed by Ling Xi. This made him not jealous or crazy.
Mingzhu blinked, thought for a long time, and said, "Okay, if I don't do this in the future, please stop being jealous."
A faint smile overflowed from Xi Mo's lips. His bright eyes looked at her palm-sized cheeks, and his heart was filled with a sense of fulfillment. Only she could give herself this feeling.
"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."
There was no mention of the capsule or the question of leaving without saying goodbye, as if nothing had happened.
Mingzhu hummed softly, closed her eyes slowly, her fingers still in his palm, and fell asleep peacefully, with no explanation, no explanation for collapse...
The room fell into silence.
When Xi Mo went downstairs, Xiao Zimo was still sitting on the sofa. The years had left traces of vicissitudes on his cheeks. He stayed up all night. The tiredness and mental exhaustion that could not be concealed between his brows made people suddenly realize that he was really
's old.
This man who was unruly, romantic and cheerful when he was young now only has pearls around him. So what if he has more money, power and status?
Now there is no one who can give him a coat.
How desolate.
"Is she okay?" Xiao Zimo glanced at Xi Mo with a cold gaze.
Sit down in front of him, straighten your back, and nod: "Asleep."
Xiao Zimo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back involuntarily, as if he had lost his center of gravity in an instant.
"I want to tell Mingzhu about Mu Rufan'er after her wedding." Xi Mo suddenly spoke, his cold voice echoing in the quiet living room, going back and forth and finally disappearing.
Xiao Zimo's face darkened, his eyebrows furrowed, deepening the shallow wrinkles on his face, and the few strands of silvery white hair on his temples were dazzling. He closed his eyes and hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his eyes to focus.
He looked at Xi Mo and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. If possible, make her less sad."
Xi Mo nodded, "I will try my best." After saying that, he paused and said, "You haven't slept all night, go and rest."
Xiao Zimo didn't speak, but nodded vaguely, then stood up and went back to his room to rest.
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In the afternoon, Xi Mo and Xiao Zimo went out, Lianlian and Xi Ting were in the room, Ling Xi did not come back, and there were only servants doing work in the deserted home.
Mingzhu was sitting alone in her room reading a book. Suddenly she heard footsteps and put down her book. "Is Momo back?"
If it was Taitai, he would never be so quiet.
"It's me..." Mu Ze walked in without closing the door, with a smile like a flower blooming on thousands of trees, and his eyes fell on Mingzhu teasingly, "I want to chat with you for a few words."
Mingzhu's face darkened, she held the book tightly with her fingers, and her voice was cold and impolite, "I have nothing to talk about with you, please go out."
"Really?" Mu Ze chuckled, raised his lips meaningfully, and said evilly: "I thought you would want to know where Mu Rutun'er is. We haven't seen her for so many years, do you really not miss her at all?"
Mingzhu froze, and her expression changed instantly, "Do you know where my mommy is?"
"I know where she is, and I can even tell you her address, but..." the evil voice paused, becoming seductive and bewitching, "Why should I tell you?"
"What will it take for you to tell me?" Mingzhu clasped the book with her fingers so hard that she didn't even know the paper was torn. "Lan Muze, what will it take for you to tell me?!"
"Please me." Mu Ze pursed his thin lips and said two words, "Please me tell you."
Mingzhu's body trembled in shock or anger, her fingertips turned white with force, and her face lost color little by little as her dark eyes moved in his direction.
"Is it difficult?" Mu Ze sneered, "It seems like you don't really want to know where Mu Rutong'er is."
"Can torturing me really make you so happy? Lan Muche?" Mingzhu suppressed the anger in her heart, her voice almost choked in her throat and she almost couldn't spit it out.
"Stop joking, Miss Xiao, who is held in the palm of everyone's hands, how dare I torture you! I'm just joking with you!"
Mu Ze walked up to her, took out a business card from his pocket and stuffed it into her palm, "The address is written on it, you can find it yourself. Remember not to ask anyone to lead the way, otherwise - you know,
They won't let you see her."
Doubt flashed in Mingzhu's eyes, and she clenched the business card in her hand, wondering why he told her this.
When Mu Ze was about to straighten up, his eyes inadvertently met her empty eyes. They were obviously invisible eyes, as clear and translucent as night pearls, flowing like water, as if they wanted to absorb other people's consciousness, thoughts, and emotions.
"I seem to understand why he cares about you so much." The evil smile on his lips echoed in the deserted room, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Mingzhu, who had been holding her breath just now, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She clenched her fingers hard, her face was very conflicted and struggling. She didn't know whether to believe Mu Ze. What he said was true, and he was just trying to lie to herself!
Mommy, can I really find you after all these years?
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At ten o'clock in the evening, Mingzhu called a car and didn't let anyone follow her. She got in the car and showed the address to the master. The master said he knew the place and drove her there.
As the sun sets, the cemetery is deserted, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the crows standing on the branches are screaming, making the atmosphere particularly desolate and gloomy.
"Miss, this is the place you are looking for." The driver brought her to a cold tombstone and stopped.
"Where is this?" The surroundings gave her a very scary feeling.
"The cemetery." The master replied smoothly, "Isn't this the cemetery where you gave me the address? This is the tombstone!"
"Cemetery?" Mingzhu frowned, her eyes were cold, and she pinched his clothes tightly, "You said this is a cemetery, but the address on the back of the business card says cemetery?"
This is impossible!
Did Lan Muze lie to him?
"That's right!" The master took the business card and looked at it again and read: "Mu Ruqu'er, No. B-1314, Yuntian Cemetery. Isn't the word Mu Ruqu'er written on this tombstone as well?"
Isn't it written on the tombstone that there are also the four characters Mu Rutong'er?
Isn't it also written on the tombstone the four characters Mu Rutong'er?
The moment was like a blow to the head, his fingers loosened and drooped, and he fell to the ground, shaking his head. Tears swept crazily, flooding his thin cheeks, and his voice was like a hysterical rush out of the darkness, shouting: "No
!”
"No way... no... no... you lied to me... you must be lying to me!!"
Her hysterical voice was full of despair, her fingers clenched on the cold ground, tears falling crazily and mixed with snot, "It's impossible...it won't happen...Mommy won't die...you lied to me,
You are all lying to me..."
The master saw her suddenly acting like this. He didn't know what to say for a moment and stood there at a loss.
Not far away, a late-arriving figure slowly descended in front of her, bathed in the sunset light. Her embarrassment, collapse, and helplessness came into view, and the corners of her mouth became more open.
"My mother has been dead for so many years but she has never paid homage to her. She lives in self-pity and sorrow all day long." The light voice was accompanied by the evening breeze, mixed with ridicule and contempt, "Xiao Mingzhu is like you.
Why should people be happy?"
Why do you occupy Satan's heart?
"No... I don't believe it... you lied to me... Lan Muze, you lied to me..." Mingzhu kept shaking her head, with crystal clear tears on her pale cheeks, and she couldn't help crying.
"Did I lie to you?" The smile on Mu Ze's lips did not reach the depth of his eyes, giving people a sinister feeling.
The next second, he grabbed Mingzhu's wrist and roughly dragged her to the tombstone, pressing her fingers firmly on the cold and hard tombstone, "Please feel your mother's body temperature! See who is lying to you!"
!”
Mingzhu could no longer feel the pain when her body collided and fell. Tears flowed silently. She pressed her fingers on the tombstone and her limbs were stiff for a long time without reacting.
Muze's words are like a magic sound that keeps echoing in your ears. Please touch your mother's body temperature yourself! Find out who is lying to you!!
My heart was cut by a knife, tears overflowed on my cheeks, my cold fingertips gently touched the cold tombstone, the convex and concave marks became more and more obvious under my fingers, the tears in my eyes fell down, desperately
Suppressed, desperately suppressed but unable to suppress the huge sadness counterattack, rushing over like rivers and seas, drowning people desperate and suffocated.
Mu Ze put his hands in his pockets, his beautiful eyes looking at her heartbroken look indifferently, without any emotion.
Apart from not being a girl, how could I be any worse than the embarrassed woman in front of me? I knew her earlier than her, and she was taller than her. No matter what, Xiao Mingzhu felt inferior to her, but why did she have to be like this when she had occupied Satan's heart for so many years?
A blind man.
One stroke, one horizontal stroke, one vertical stroke, the cold fingertips trembled violently, tears streaked across the corner of the mouth, which were far more bitter than Coptis chinensis. I finished writing Mu Ru extremely slowly, and slowly moved down to touch the word "Tuner".
I completely broke down and cried.
"Impossible...this is impossible...Mommy...Mommy..."
He choked with heart-wrenching sobs and almost stopped crying. This must be a fake and was used by Mu Ze to deceive him...
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