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Chapter 38 The name of the sea cliff is Shouwang

The departure of Qin Li and Qin Huan did not affect the banquet of the Mo family.

For them, this is just another social gathering between the aristocratic families.

Mr. Mo would not pay attention to Qin Huan's absence.

He dotes on her, so naturally he won't care about her rudeness.

What's more, as a direct descendant of the Mo family, she has the qualifications to not be present.

Of course, if he knew that Qin Huan was so sad to leave, he would not let her stay in the ancestral hall.

Not long after the banquet started, Mo Xiaoran was pulled over by Mo Xiqiu.

She was the first of the four to leave.

Because she has to go.

Because she is not Qin Huan.

Qin Huan can refrain from attending the banquet, but she can't.

She is just a collateral.

It is her honor to go; if not, she is nobody.

In order to have a place in Mo's family and survive here, she must follow Mo Xiqiu's instructions to flatter those elders and get to know those wealthy families again and again at the banquet.

Like an actor, she sang a play that had been rehearsed many times on stage according to the original script, in order to get rewards from the audience.

But in my heart, I was struggling to death.

She had already tamed the soul in her body, but she could not tame her proud heart.

Her heart and behavior have been seriously separated, like two crazy wild horses pulling herself to both ends, pulling hard!
And she, at any time, may be torn apart because of their pulling, and finally become a piece of broken pieces, which can never be put back together again.

Later, Hu Wenyu came.

——focused all her attention on him.

She was no longer conflicted, but began to feel sad for him.

She kept looking at him, wondering why he came so soon.

Puzzled why he suddenly got engaged to Qin Huan.

She was confused that he fell in love with another woman even though he saved her.

Mo Xiaoran wanted to wait for him to come over.

She was waiting for him to tell herself.

But she couldn't get a look back from him.

Mo Xiaoran also wanted to rush to him and ask him.

But let alone ask, she doesn't even have the right to cry.

Because this is the banquet of the Mo family, and she is a collateral branch of the Mo family!

She envied Qin Huan so much that he could be protected by someone; but she could only guard herself and be her own harbor.

She thought that she was special to him.

Even if it doesn't fit into his eyes.

She always felt that at least she was of some use.

Because he saved her.

Although she knew the result a long time ago, she still wanted to ask for an answer.

She waited bitterly, looked at him, and waited bit by bit, just like waiting for him to look back at her again and again for more than a month.

Finally, she waited until the end of the night banquet.

He was the first to leave.

She watches him leave.

She also wants to leave.

But she must be the last to leave.

Fortunately, she knew where to find him.

This month is enough for her to know him very well.

At least, she was aware of every habit and every move he made.

He is often alone at Baili Beach.

The seaside is very cold in late autumn, but he never adds clothes.

One person can often stay all night.

Earlier he knew of his existence, so that he would not waste his efforts.

Later, he probably found out that he couldn't drive her away, so he stopped.

Today, too.

After she left Mo's house, she ran out alone, regardless of Mo Xiqiu calling her from behind.

She has no mood to take care of those things.

At this moment, she only had one thought - go to Bai Lihai to find him!
Bai Lihai is too far away from Mo's house, one is in the south of the city and the other is in the north of the city.

And she didn't have a car, and she had no money with her.

In order to get there, all she could do was run.

When the moon was high, she finally arrived at Bai Lihai, and he was still there.

The originally dark blue sea was washed by the moonlight and dyed with a bright white floating light, like pieces of shining silver fish scales.

And there is only one person in this huge sea, standing on the highest point of the sea cliff.

The sea wind made his clothes rattle, but he remained motionless.

She suddenly remembered a legend about Bai Lihai——

There is a sea in the south of the city, called Baili Sea;
There is a mountain in the north of the city called Mogui Mountain.

The mountain god admires the sea god, but they can only look at each other from afar.

In the end, the mountain god cut off his own peak as a sea cliff to watch over Baili Sea for him.

And the name of that sea cliff is Shouwang.

The man is standing on this Watching Cliff now, at the highest end, with his back to her, looking into the distance.

Mo Xiaoran looked at him, feeling a little hurt in her heart. She ran from the north of the city to the south of the city to keep an eye on him.

What about him?
Who is he watching in the cold wind every dark night?

She dared not think.

She was afraid that the more she thought about it, the more disappointed she would be.

She walked towards him step by step.

"Da da da……"

The footsteps sounded loudly, but only she could feel it.

Because the wind was too strong, the sound of the wind and waves was enough to cover up her existence.

"You're here." The man's voice was low, floating in the wind.

If you don't listen carefully, you may not even know what he said.

But Mo Xiaoran heard it.

That fluffy sentence was a tranquilizer for her.

——Let her know that he can still notice her.

A flame called hope ignited in Mo Xiaoran's heart, and she knew that he still cared about her.

She plucked up the courage to ask him, "Why?"

There was a trace of hope and longing in the voice.

But the man ignored her.

Just like the previous 53 nights, he ignored her.

For the first five nights, he only paid attention to her and left for her.

She didn't speak after that.

She was afraid that if she found the answer, she would never have the chance to see him again.

That night, the beautiful Bailihai gently caressed Shouwang Cliff with the sea breeze.

On Watching Cliff, a girl stared at the boy in front of her bewilderedly.

The boy looked into the distance, but he couldn't see Bai Lihai in his eyes.

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On the willow tip on the moon, a man's urgent voice suddenly came from the quiet corner of the street:
"Find it for me!"

The man's voice was as deep as ever, but more urgent and nervous.

——It was Lu Xuanyu's voice.

The few of them have not stopped since they left Mo's house, and have been walking outside.

They are looking for Qin Li.

They didn't drive to look for it because they were afraid of finding a blind spot.

All the people who could be transferred were transferred out by them, and they searched around the whole city.

But they have been searching all night, but they still haven't seen Qin Li.

Originally, because of Qin Li's strangeness before, they were very worried about him.

When he was about to leave the ancestral hall, no matter how much they called Qin Li, he couldn't do it.

His whole body seemed to be fixed there.

They can't call him, so they can only go to the banquet to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, after the whole banquet, they were absent-minded, and it was as if they hadn't come.

If you want to go out, there are more than a dozen wealthy children surrounding them tightly.

When the banquet was over, the people finally dispersed.

They rushed to the ancestral hall in a hurry, only to find that Qin Li had already left, and Qin Huan was not there either.

They thought Qin Li would be in Mingyueli when he returned to Qin's house, but they couldn't find him on both sides.

A few people are so anxious that their hearts are on fire now, and there is almost no place to spread it.

The subordinates who were dispatched were also panicked, it was the first time they saw Lu Xuanyu so furious.

Even during the time when he was suppressed by the Mo family, they never saw him get angry at all.

He shouted angrily, and everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly cast their nets around to search.

This night, everyone was immersed in impetuousness.

(End of this chapter)