"Who is she?" Suddenly, the woman turned her head, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and she looked at Ling Kexin in a panic.
Ling Kexin took a step back subconsciously. The image of the mad woman was too deep in the past, and she was afraid that she would rush towards her, grab her hair and bite her, treating her like a broken rag doll.
"Mom, her name is Ling Kexin." Mo Ye stood up and grabbed his mother's hands, as if he was afraid that she would fly towards her.
"Ling Kexin?" The woman stared at Ling Kexin, her eyes flashing with confusion, and the expression on her face changed rapidly. After a while, she suddenly opened her mouth and laughed, "Haha... she is the harmful one, isn't she?"
"Mom, she's not."
"Ah!" The woman suddenly jumped up like crazy, trying to break away from Mo Ye's hand. Seeing that she was getting impatient and losing control of her emotions, Ling Kexin suddenly turned around and ran towards the door quickly.
"Don't run!" the woman yelled.
Ling Kexin was inexplicably stopped by her call, her heart was pounding, but she turned around unexpectedly.
More Ye frowned, hugged his mother's waist, and looked at Ling Kexin with a complicated expression. He was gambling, gambling on luck!
When the woman saw Ling Kexin turning around, her mood actually calmed down. She smiled and waved to Ling Kexin, "Come here, come here, let me take a good look." Ling Kexin looked at Mo Ye in shock.
He nodded, she took a deep breath, and walked slowly over with the bag in her arms. She took every step cautiously, and was ready to retreat at any time.
"What's your name?" the woman asked, with a smile on her face.
Ling Kexin shook her head to make sure that her smile was normal. She stiffly pulled her lips and smiled, "Your son just said, my name is Ling Kexin."
"Aren't you a pest?"
"I...I'm not, I've never harmed anyone." I was only harmed by your son.
Haha, she, Ling Kexin, really wanted to speak out what was in her heart.
"You don't like my husband?"
What's the problem? Ling Kexin's eyes blinked again and again. She thought she heard wrongly, "I like your husband?"
The woman immediately opened her eyes and her expression became frightened. It seemed that she did not hear Ling Kexin's tone clearly.
Ling Kexin raised her hands in fear and dropped the bag in her arms. She didn't bother to pick it up and hurriedly explained: "I don't know your husband, how could I like him? Look at your son, I don't even like him, how could I
Do you like your husband? Don’t worry, don’t worry! I don’t like your husband at all, not at all.”
Damn! What is this... a messy conversation. Cold sweat broke out on Ling Kexin's back, but she was not the only one sweating. Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the great devil, but he still acted calmly. No
Interjecting a word, he just carefully supported his mother.
"You said you don't like my husband or my son?" The woman turned her head and looked at Mo Ye.
Mo Ye's lips twitched. He believed that the little goblin was telling the truth, but the truth was so heartbreaking that his heart ached a little.
"Yes!" Ling Kexin nodded affirmatively.
"Haha..." The woman laughed happily after hearing this. She clapped her hands, and then pushed Mo Ye. Mo Ye paused, glanced at Ling Kexin, and then carefully let go of his hand.
The woman walked towards Ling Kexin. Ling Kexin wanted to retreat, but was afraid of irritating her, so she moved her steps twice, pretending to kick the bag on the ground, and moved the bag to a safe location.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The woman seemed to understand Ling Kexin's nervousness and fear.
Ling Kexin was startled and stood still.
"What's your name?" she asked again.
"Ling Kexin."
"I remember," the woman held her hand. Ling Kexin shrank nervously, but she still held it, "Your little hands are really cold. Come, let me warm you up."
After speaking, she wrapped Ling Kexin's little hand and breathed into it, doing so carefully and skillfully.
Ling Kexin looked at her soft face and gentle expression, and her tightened heart slowly relaxed. She couldn't believe how the woman who was going crazy before suddenly became so gentle and amiable.
The breath she exhaled from her mouth brushed her fingertips warmly, penetrated her skin, and seemed to warm her heart. Ling Kexin's nose felt sore, thinking that her mother also liked to hold her hand and do this every winter.
The warm little gesture brought tears to my eyes.
"Auntie..." she choked.
When the woman heard the cry, she raised her head in confusion, with a light shining in her eyes.
"Auntie!" Ling Kexin called her again. Thinking of the woman in front of her with disheveled hair, holding a doll and shaking it and screaming, Ling Kexin sympathized with her and pitied her.
"I'm not your aunt, I'm your mother." The woman suddenly corrected Ling Kexin, her voice was kind and gentle, and her smile was so friendly that it made people feel more friendly.
"..." Ling Kexin pursed her lips, not knowing how to accept her correction.
"Are you crying?" The woman reached out and wiped the corners of Ling Kexin's eyes with her warm fingertips, "Don't cry, mom is here, Tingting is good, mom loves you."
Uh, she thinks she is Mo Yiting?
"Call me mom." The woman held Ling Kexin's face.
"Auntie...I'm not..."
"Ahem!" The man behind the woman coughed at the right time. Ling Kexin glanced at him quickly, and when he blinked, she immediately grinned in embarrassment.
"Mother……"
"Daughter, my good daughter!" The woman immediately hugged Ling Kexin happily, tears of joy falling from the corners of her eyes.
Ling Kexin stiffened, and then her beautiful and gentle mother appeared in front of her eyes...Bai Yao.
"Mom, mom!"
Hearing such a title and feeling such a hug, Ling Kexin could no longer control her tears. Holding the woman in her arms, she called her mother emotionally and started crying...
"Mr. Mo, the effect should be good. Your mother will be able to meet beautiful women, and her mood will not be out of control." In another house, Mo Ye listened to the doctor analyzing his mother's condition, "I believe she will recover slowly.
"
"But she recognized the wrong person."
"It's okay. This is a process. Her heart knot will open up. This girl performed well. Her crying touched your mother. Did you notice?" The doctor clicked on a lens on the surveillance screen. "I have been sitting there.
Watch your mother's reaction here, you see
...When she heard the girl's cry, her expression was stunned. She seemed to be thinking about something. You see, she closed her eyes and shed more tears. She should have remembered something, but she
Not showing it shows that your mother feels something."
"Doctor, so this girl came over and stimulated her, and it was really effective?" Mol Ye's face lit up with excitement.
"Yes, this girl's acting ability is really strong."
Hearing the doctor's praise, More Ye had a dark look on her face. The little fairy was performing. She couldn't help it. She brought her here today. She didn't know anything about it in advance. Everything happened naturally.
When he heard her crying "Mom", his heart was bleeding all the time.
Under a camphor tree, Ling Kexin hugged a pink wheat bag and circled the tree pole like a headless fly. She kept asking herself: What did I do? What did I do? What am I called?
Who is the mother of the Great Demon? Now, he must despise me, for sure.
Huh? What do I care about what he despises? Her mother is crazy, so she is crazy too, okay?
"Aren't you tired?" Suddenly, a deep laughter came from the bottom of the throat.
Ling Kexin stopped suddenly, raised her head, and looked at the man two steps away. Seeing a smile on his face, she blinked again, feeling a little incredible.
"Get in the car." More Ye opened the car door for her.
Ling Kexin paused, then quickly ran to the car and got in. Mo Ye got in the car, turned to look at her, then leaned over and grabbed the seat belt.
"I'll do it myself!" The man's hair brushed Ling Kexin's chin, and Ling Kexin screamed as if she was electrocuted, and snatched the seat belt from his hand.
Mo Ye curled his lips and smiled, slowly raising his head. Seeing her leaning stiffly on the back of the chair, her eyes looking at him warily, he raised his eyebrows narrowly, suddenly flicked his head, and pressed his lips together fiercely.
on her lips.
"Well..." Ling Kexin opened her eyes wide and her body became even stiffer.
The tip of his tongue lightly hooked her sweet lips, and then he sucked them very gently. When he felt the little fairy trembling, Morye let her go.
After Mo Ye succeeded in stealing the kiss, he twisted the tip of her nose. That movement and smile were the kind of doting Ling Kexin had never seen before with her eyes open. She fainted and could not recover for a long time.
The car drove through the quiet mountain forest with its headlights on. The street lights were dim and the trees were full of shadows. Ling Kexin looked out the window with a dull expression. The car turned a corner and More Ye slowed down.
"It's snowing," he said.
Ling Kexin seemed to wake up from a dream. She blinked and took a closer look, and she really found that there were flying snowflakes dancing messily under the light.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
Ling Kexin pressed her stomach. She didn't know she was hungry even though the man asked her. But when she asked, she could really feel her stomach growling.
But she didn't answer him. Ling Kexin was still in a trance and puzzled by tonight's "encounter". She kept wondering whether Mo Ye was so cruel and violent to her before, was it related to his mother's madness?
Otherwise, would his mother's little debt make him hate himself?
However, he is not her mother's enemy. It is impossible for Moer Ye to associate her with his crazy mother.
"Why is your mother so crazy?" After hesitating for a long time, Ling Kexin finally asked.
Mo Ye clenched the steering wheel with both hands, his expression looked a little tangled, his jaw tightened and unclenched, and then tightened again. After a long time, he opened his mouth and told Ling Kexin that his parents had a very good relationship, but the relationship between them was very good.
Years ago, his father met a beautiful woman who knew how to do business. She often went to social places with his father, and there were some scandals. Maybe his father had some feelings for that woman, so he gradually began to have some feelings for his mother.
Ignore.
"Did you go crazy because of the neglect?" Ling Kexin felt that his mother was too fragile.
"My mother loved my father very much. It was probably a misunderstanding. There was a quarrel, and my father walked away from the house. There was nothing good to say in the quarrel. In a fit of anger, he said that he wanted a divorce... My mother couldn't bear it mentally. One time she saw my father with that beautiful woman.
When a woman was having dinner, she rushed over to her. Because she lost control of her emotions, she beat the woman. Her father said she was being unreasonable and scolded her mother when she got home. Her mother couldn't figure it out and set fire to herself. That's what happened after she was rescued.
"
Ling Kexin was frightened when she heard this, thinking that her mother was too extreme, how could she do such a stupid thing?
"We, the younger generation, sometimes can't understand the twists and turns between adults. My mother is easily agitated during menopause and may do things to some extremes." Moer Ye seemed to have guessed Ling Kexin's thoughts.
Ling Kexin smiled faintly, looked out the window, and sighed softly: "That beautiful woman is also hateful. Why is she in ### your parents' lives? Otherwise, your mother wouldn't have gone crazy."
"Creak..." As soon as she finished speaking, More Ye stopped the car.
Ling Kexin turned her head to look at him strangely, and saw that his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with a hint of melancholy and sadness. She turned her head and hesitated for a moment, then said to Ling Kexin: "You can't judge a person with arbitrary conclusions. That woman
Actually...it's not what we imagined."
"Then your mother still hates her?"
"Misunderstanding."
"It seems that misunderstandings can really harm people. Young Master, your mother seems to be impulsive."
"What about me?" Morye asked seriously.
Ling Kexin's eyelids flicked, her eyes flickered around his face, and she said in a very shameless manner: "You are also impulsive. It's like like mother, like son."
"Do you want me to go crazy?"
"No way, you always want me to go crazy, okay?"
"Haha..." Mo Ye suddenly smiled softly, and Ling Kexin blinked twice, and then realized that they were acting too abnormally tonight. They were obviously a pair of "enemies", how could they act like a pair of friends?
Are you chatting?
"Young Master, I'm hungry." It's better to return to normal. Ling Kexin sat upright and reminded him to drive quickly.
More Ye turned around, took a bag from the back seat of the car and put it on Ling Kexin's lap, "Eat it, it's all your favorite snacks."