Outside the courtyard gate, Lu Qiaoer supported a woman with disheveled hair. The woman was swaying in her arms, as if she wanted to bring Lu Qiaoer to the ground with her.
Mo Ye stepped over in a few steps and hugged the woman.
"Tingting?" Mo Ye was startled when he saw his sister's bloodless face.
"Young Master, I just went out and saw the lady...the lady fell to the ground. She seemed to have just come out of a taxi," Lu Qiaoer said.
Ling Kexin hurriedly helped to support her, and then said to Lu Qiaoer: "You go home, we will take care of the young lady."
Lu Qiaoer turned around and walked away step by step. Mo Ye picked up his sister and walked into the house with a heavy heart.
Mo Yiting's bag fell to the ground. Ling Kexin picked it up and found that the bag was bulging and heavy. She touched it and found that it was hard and she didn't know what it contained.
Putting her doubts aside, she closed the courtyard door and hurried back to the house.
"Tingting, what happened?" Morye put his sister on the sofa and brought her a glass of water to feed her.
Ling Kexin stepped forward to help Mo Yiting's head and wiped the hair off her face. Seeing that her eyes were still closed, she couldn't help but asked Mo Ye worriedly: "Call a doctor or send her to the hospital?"
Mo Yiting probed Mo Yiting's forehead with his hand and stared, "It should be okay," he patted her face, "Tingting, if you don't open your eyes, my brother will send you to the hospital."
Mo Yiting frowned and her white lips trembled.
"Yiting, what's wrong with you? Is someone bullying you?" Ling Kexin lowered her head and asked softly.
"Well..." Mo Yiting moved, pursed her lips, and the circles around her eyes slowly turned red. Her long and dense eyelashes began to become moist. Gradually, there were more water droplets, and they rolled down from her eyelids in a row.
Come down.
Seeing his sister crying, Mo Ye felt a pain in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he grabbed her shoulders with a surge of heroism, "Tingting, tell me who bullied you, my brother will go find him now!"
"Yes, you said, your brother will help you, don't cry."
"Wow..." Mo Yiting opened her mouth, opened her hands and hugged Mor Ye hard. Mor Ye squatted on the ground and almost fell down in her hug.
"Brother, brother...he's dead, he's dead!"
Ling Kexin's scalp felt numb and her eyes were stunned. Mo Ye's heart felt cold, "Who... who is dead?"
"Qiao Zhenzhong... died! Brother... wuwu..." Mo Yiting cried so hard that her whole body trembled with grief.
Ling Kexin's nose felt sore and she raised her hand to cover her mouth.
Mo Yiting did not go to work the next day, so Moer Ye and Chen Gang went to Xinhuang Media. He walked into his sister's office and saw the bouquet of bright and fragrant roses.
Bai Leshan told him that there were more flowers in the office a year ago, and they were lined up by the window. They were all sent by Qiao Zhenzhong from the florist.
Moerye didn't say a word, his expression was extremely solemn, and he asked Bai Leshan to inform the senior leaders to go to the small conference room for a meeting.
The company's leaders and employees didn't know what happened. It wasn't until Mo Ye announced that from today on, Mo Yiting would take a break due to illness, and her work would be temporarily taken over by Bai Leshan, everyone became surprised and began to speculate about Mo Yiting.
Causes of illness.
He Xiaoxiao was on the plane this afternoon, and Mo Yiting generously said that she would see him and Zheng Miaomiao off. However, when they arrived at the airport, the announcement of flight security was announced on the radio, and he did not see Mo Yiting's shadow.
Liu Hui said: "Forget it, don't wait, she already thinks you won't fall in love with her."
He Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, with a hint of loneliness in his brows, took the backpack from Liu Hui's hand, shook hands with him, and said "goodbye".
Mo's Manor, in Mo Yiting's bedroom.
Mo Xinnian, who had just returned from school, climbed onto Mo Yiting's bed, shook her shoulders and said, "Auntie, why are you sick?"
Mo Yiting closed her eyes and whispered: "I'm not sick."
"But grandma said you have been locked in your room for three days."
Mo Yiting opened her eyes suddenly and grabbed Mo Xinnian's little hand, "Xinnian, what day is it today?"
"Hey...I'm back, of course it's the weekend."
"Ah!" Mo Yiting sat up suddenly, scratched her hair with both hands, and stared blankly, "It's over, I broke my promise. I promised He Xiaoxiao that I would send him to the plane."
"Uncle He?"
"Yes." Mo Yiting leaned against the bedside sadly.
"Uncle He has a beautiful sister, what more do you want from you?"
"Of course not."
Mo Xinnian pouted. She didn't understand her aunt. Even Uncle He doesn't want you anymore, so you still want to give it to him. What's the matter with Nirvana?
Mo Yiting ignored Mo Xinnian's incredulous look at her, turned her head and looked at the twelve zodiac signs given to her by Qiao Zhenzhong, as well as the tank...
Slowly, her eyes couldn't stop turning red, and tears rolled in her eyes.
Mo Xinnian tilted her head to look at her expression, and realized something was wrong. She blinked, and after thinking twice, she got out of bed, rolled up her hands, and hugged all the gifts on the bed table.
"Xin Nian, what are you doing?" Mo Yiting's eyes flashed, and Mo Xinnian had already run to the door.
"Auntie, you are going to cry when you see them, I want to hide them." Mo said without thinking.
The things were really hidden, and no matter how I asked Mo Xinnian, she would not tell me where she had hidden them. Both Mrs. Mo and Wu Qiong praised her for doing the right thing.
"Grandma, why did auntie cry when she saw those things? Does Uncle Qiao not want her anymore?" Mo Xinnian didn't know the cause yet.
Wu Qiong sighed and said quietly: "It's not that we don't want her, but Uncle Qiao... he was shot and died chasing a very bad villain."
"Ah?" Mo Xinnian's eyes widened in shock, and she leaned back. After a while, tears fell from her eyes, and she cried with her lips pursed, "Grandma, no one wants my aunt anymore.
!”
The two heavy-hearted ladies were dumbfounded by her last words. They thought she was crying because of Qiao Zhenzhong. Unexpectedly, it was because... no one wanted her aunt anymore.
"Ugh...Uncle Qiao, Uncle Qiao is a good man, why did he have to sacrifice?" Oh, I feel sad for Uncle Qiao's sacrifice.
Wu Qiong touched her head lovingly, "Xin Nian, don't cry. Uncle Qiao is a good person. He was your aunt's good friend. He died. Your aunt is very sad. Don't let her see you cry."
, you should cheer her up."
Mo Xinnian quickly held back her tears, blinked, nodded and said, "Okay."
After resting for three days, and with everyone's comfort, Mo Yiting's energy gradually recovered. Tonight, she took the initiative to come down to have dinner with her family, with a slight smile on her face.
Mo Ye and Ling Kexin looked at it, and their faces couldn't help showing relief.
They knew that although Mo Yiting had He Xiaoxiao in her heart, she rationally thought that He Xiaoxiao no longer loved her and chose Zheng Miaomiao, so she gave all her love to the children in the orphanage, the patients in Xiangshan, and
Qiao Zhenzhong...
Qiao Zhenzhong is the boy she wants to date after He Xiaoxiao. If he doesn't sacrifice, the Mo family believes that she will slowly fall in love with the evil and domineering, yet righteous Qiao Zhenzhong.
Now, the man she wanted to give her a chance to date has died, and she has been waiting for six years, and her beloved He Xiaoxiao has also left. She couldn't bear it mentally for a while, so she cried, and she was immersed in pain for a while.
come out.
Fortunately, she is strong now, and within three days, she stood up again.
"Brother, have you handed over my work to Bai Leshan?" After dinner, Mo Yiting came to the study and asked Mo Yiting.
"Well, I want you to accompany your parents back to the United States."
"But I still have half a month to go back to the United States. I have to wait until you get married."
"You can rest at home for this half month."
Mo Yiting knew that he was taking care of her mood, so she did not force herself to go to work. When she returned to her room, she saw Mo Xinnian walking around in her room again, with a pair of big and bright eyes scanning everywhere.
.
"Xin Nian, what do you want to do?"
"Auntie, I'm looking for something."
"What?"
"Uncle Qiao, it's Uncle He's stuff."
"No more." Mo Yiting sat on the sofa and picked up a puppy pillow.
"What is this?" Mo Xinnian took out a big oval-shaped yellow stone from her bag, held it in both hands and turned it around, "Yeah, aunt, is that the girl above you?"
"Xin Nian!" Mo Yiting snatched it away and stuffed it between the puppy pillow and her chest like a treasure.
This was given to her by the Minister of Human Resources. He said that when everyone found Qiao Zhenzhong, he was lying in a mountain col wearing a jungle camouflage uniform and was shot in the chest. His comrades found this fist-sized piece of yellow wax stone in his backpack.
There is a girl's head carved on the stone, with long hair, big eyes, small mouth, and pretty face. Being able to carve a girl's face in such detail shows that he remembers her deeply.
There is also a line of words engraved under the avatar - the woman I love myt.
The army leader asked the local People's Armed Forces Department and Wei Xianghong to learn that the abbreviation of the letters was "Mo Yiting", so he asked the Minister of Armed Forces to hand the stone to Mo Yiting.
This is Qiao Zhenzhong's relic, stained with his blood.
Holding it on her chest, Mo Yiting's heart couldn't stop hurting.
Although she had never loved this man, the sincere love he gave her had already moved her. Although he was gone, the love was still there, and she thought she would remember this love.
Pure, like those bunches of lilies.
Mo Xinnian took off her shoes and came up, nestled next to Mo Yiting, looking at her with twinkling eyes, "Auntie, are you still sad?"
"It's a lie if you're not sad." Mo Yiting held back her sadness and said hoarsely.
None of the men she loved and loved her stayed with her, and anyone else would be sad.
She is an ordinary girl who also needs love and a boy who truly loves her.
It's simple, just love her and care for her!
Mo Xinnian stretched out her little hand and touched Mo Yiting's face, looking like a little adult, and said sweetly: "Aunt, sadness is temporary. When Xiaobo left, my heart was sad too, and I was sad until I fell asleep.
, the dream was all about Xiao Bo... But then Xiao Bo said to me in the dream, sister, don't be sad, because when you are sad, I will be sad too."
Mo Yiting rolled her eyes and looked at her beautiful face with tears in her eyes.
"Aunt, I think Uncle Qiao is just like Xiao Bo. He wants you to be happy and laugh. If you are sad and you cry, he will be sad in heaven and shed tears. So, you must not
cry."
After hearing this, Mo Yiting's eyes heated up. She let go of the pillow and hugged Mo Xinnian tightly. Tears of excitement slid down her cheeks. She choked and said, "Yes, Auntie doesn't cry..."
Qiao Zhenzhong had always wanted her to be happy and smile. Now that he was gone, how could she not fulfill his last wish?
"Auntie, is this a boy's scarf?" Mo Xinnian glanced at a woolen plaid scarf hanging on the hanger. She stood up and took it in her hand.
"Is this also given to you by Uncle Qiao?" She took it to her nose and smelled it, her eyes sparkling, "Yeah, it smells so good."
Mo Yiting felt a sense of sourness in her heart and shook her head, "It's not Uncle Qiao's, it's Uncle He's."
"Huh?" Mo Xinnian's eyes widened, "Uncle He still likes Auntie?"
Mo Yiting's lips curled up, she took the scarf from her hand and folded it slowly.
He Xiaoxiao, how could he still like me?
Two days later, Ling Kexin wanted to send spring clothes and daily necessities to the children in the orphanage, and she asked Mo Yiting to accompany her.
The children had not seen Mo Yiting for several days. When they saw her, they all ran towards her, surrounded her and called her "Aunt Ting, Mother Ting" affectionately.
Mo Yiting's pale and gloomy face immediately turned into a smile, as bright as the sun.
Ling Kexin looked at her with a happy smile on her face... The children of the Mo family are really good. Even if they have made mistakes and were so annoying, each of them has the courage to take responsibility and correct their mistakes bravely. They have a certain
An excellent quality is to be clear about love and hate, and to be upright and upright!
Her mood gradually improved, and Mo Yiting was now the same as before. She was counting the days on her fingers. She was leaving Jiangbin in one week, and she couldn't help but feel a lot of nostalgia and sighs in her heart.
On that day, the weather was fine. Mo Yiting went to the street to buy a lot of clothing and women's daily necessities, preparing to go to Xiangshan to visit two young mental patients.
Pushing a shopping cart, she walked out of Fengsheng Group's department store.
"Woof woof..." In the parking square, the pet dog in the hands of a noble lady suddenly barked twice at a beautiful woman.
"Disgusting!" The beautiful woman waved her hand and turned her head.
Mo Yiting was stunned when she saw her face... Zheng Miaomiao?
When Zheng Miaomiao met Mo Yiting's surprised gaze, she was also startled, but then her face became a little ugly, and she stepped in another direction in a panic.
"Miss Zheng!" Mo Yiting let go of the handlebar and ran over.
Zheng Miaomiao couldn't avoid it and sprained her foot in panic. She had to stop, frowning, bent down and touched her ankle, taking the opportunity to breathe in and calm down her chaotic mood.
"Miss Zheng, why are you here?" Mo Yiting still looked shocked, her eyes flashing.
Zheng Miaomiao is wearing a long skirt that is waisted. She has a slim and graceful figure. She has makeup on her face and has long black hair with the tips dyed red.
Compared with before, she is more mature and charming and less innocent.
"Why can't I be here?" She straightened up, raised the corners of her lips contemptuously, and looked at Mo Yiting, "I'm curious why you are here."
Mo Yiting was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Aren't you going to get married in March? He Xiaoxiao also said he was going to England to get married. Are you guys back again?"
"Tch," Zheng Miaomiao snorted, seeming to be mocking herself and Mo Yiting, with hatred in her eyes, "Mo Yiting, you don't have to pretend to be so serious when you make fun of me, okay? Didn't He Xiaoxiao go find you?"
Didn’t I take you to England? Why are you looking at me now and laughing at me?"
After hearing this, Mo Yiting blinked and looked at Zheng Miaomiao blankly, even more confused, "What did you say?"
"I don't want to say anything to you! Mo Yiting, I feel very disgusted and disgusted when I look at you now, get out of here!" Zheng Miaomiao waved her hand and pushed Mo Yiting away, angrily wiped her shoulder and walked away.
Mo Yiting was stunned again. She couldn't understand why Zheng Miaomiao had such an attitude towards her. After sitting in the car and thinking about Zheng Miaomiao's words, she always felt that it was too strange... Could it be that He Xiaoxiao didn't choose Zheng Miaomiao?
?
However, the last time she met Liu Hui on the street, Liu Hui said that Zheng Miaomiao was pregnant, so He Xiaoxiao was planning to get married in March.
But today, Zheng Miaomiao is wearing ten-centimeter high heels and has a flat belly. Is there any sign of pregnancy?
After thinking about it, Mo Yiting took out her mobile phone and placed a call on Liu Hui's mobile phone.
"Hey, senior, it's me."
"Ah, Yi Ting! You finally showed up. I couldn't get through to you on the phone a few days ago."
"I'm sorry, those few days I..."
"I know, because Qiao Zhenzhong, how is it? Are you feeling better now?"
The two of them were polite at first and asked about their current situation. Then Liu Hui took the initiative to talk about He Xiaoxiao and told Mo Yiting.
"He Xiaoxiao has you in his heart. Because of his impulsiveness, he and Zheng Miaomiao had physical contact. For this, he felt very guilty and felt that you would look down on him and blame him for this. Zheng Miaomiao told him a month later
He is pregnant, so... he is ready to get married and take on the responsibilities of a man."
Mo Yiting took a breath and held her breath.
"However, Zheng Miaomiao lied to him. She was not pregnant at all. In order to control He Xiaoxiao, she made a copy of all the company's confidential information and threatened him with stealing it or making it public. After He Xiaoxiao found out, the two broke up...
...On the day he went to England, He Xiaoxiao left alone. You didn't come to see him off. He was very disappointed. I heard that he bought two plane tickets..."
Hearing this, Mo Yiting's eyes turned red, and her heart was as confused as wheat straw. How could this happen? Why didn't he tell himself this in person?
So, He Xiaoxiao still likes him?
"Woo..." Mo Yiting covered her mouth and suddenly started crying like a child.
"Mo Yiting, do you still love Boss He?"
"Hey... Mo Yiting, Qiao Zhenzhong died. We are very sad to hear the news. He is a hero. Don't be sad. You still have a boy who loves you. He has been waiting for you, waiting for you in the UK..."
"Hey, hey, talk!"
Mo Yiting was speechless. She closed the line and lay on the steering wheel crying.
At this time, she was the only one in the world. She wanted to vent her mixed feelings, cry well, cry painfully, and ignore anyone's eyes...