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He taught her as a joke, saying that Mo Shuang just likes this piece of music, so he will be sure if he coaxes it.

Before the elopement happened, Zhuo Weilan sang once as a joke. Mo Shuang didn't feel sleepy at all, so she turned on all the lights in the room, teased her in an environment so bright that she could see everything clearly, and hummed softly, "I see you I don't want to sleep."

After the elopement happened, Zhuo Weilan didn't dare to mention it again, looked at Mo Shuang who closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep beside her, turned over without saying a word to face the curtains blown by the wind, and curled up in the bed to keep warm.

Somehow, this song seemed to be engraved in her mind, Zhuo Weilan couldn't help humming when she saw Mo Shuang tightening her quilt.

Mo Shuang listened to her singing quietly, and slowly relaxed the fingers that were gripping the corner of the quilt, with a little smile on her face.

"Sleep or not?" Zhuo Weilan was embarrassed by the look.

Mo Shuang laughed and said, "I can't sleep."

"Don't like this song?"

"No..." Mo Shuang turned to look at the ceiling, "I think of other things besides that nightmare."

"what?"

"I caught a stalker once."

"Ah?" Zhuo Weilan was stunned, "You already know Yaorong Company?"

Mo Shuang pursed her lips, "No, the follower...was sent by my father. He wanted to see if I had contacted my mother."

Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang had previously suspected that Mo's father was the mastermind, and her impression became worse. The accumulated anger exploded at a moment's notice. When she heard what Mo Shuang said, she couldn't help being angry, "He really sent someone to follow you? Huh! He pretended to be very concerned." You, in fact, the mastermind this time is him!"

"It was three years ago that my father asked me to follow me, and the time was wrong." Mo Shuang said calmly without much anger, "After I found out, he apologized and gave me a lot of compensation."

Zhuo Weilan was stunned, "What compensation?"

"Money and power." Mo Shuang moved a little bit closer to her, "When did I still think about getting benefits... I'm really a profit-seeking person."

Zhuo Weilan looked down and saw Mo Shuang curled up under the quilt, and hugged her tightly, "No."

Mo Shuang, who has amnesia, has an 18-year-old mentality, so she can't understand the difficult situation between father and daughter after the graduation ceremony.Zhuo Weilan knew it in her heart, but she didn't know where to start, so she could only caress Mo Shuang again and again, trying to give some comfort.

Mo Shuang moved closer and hugged her, "Wei Lan."

"Huh?" Zhuo Weilan responded softly.

"You took pictures of me with your mobile phone, and I remembered this," Mo Shuang whispered in her ear, her breath fluttering, "Do some things you did before, will you restore more memories?"

Things that have been done before...

Zhuo Weilan contacted the place where she was lying, and then felt Mo Shuang's persistent rubbing around to wipe off the pajamas, and the corner of her mouth twitched, knowing that Mo Shuang had completely come out of the sad memory and came up with other bad ideas up.

Is this the classmate Mo who asked innocently in the kitchen, "What can I do without sleep?"

Zhuo Weilan was startled to feel that she had been fooled, and wanted to pull off the handcuff on her waist.

As soon as she pushed, Mo Shuang screamed like a wounded animal, "Woo~"

Zhuo Weilan stroked the soft hair in her bosom, her heart tugged, but she couldn't continue to push it away, and Mo Shuang entangled her again, and gritted her teeth: She has never seen this trick before, she has no resistance, how can she defend against it?

She squinted her eyes, feeling the smoldering light rippling in her eyes into an ambiguous color, and wanted to say a few words, but was swallowed by Mo Shuang's delicate and thick kiss.

Zhuo Weilan had never been very determined, and the atmosphere was just right, and the person holding her was her very familiar wife who had just obtained her certificate.

Two words flashed in her mind.

It’s over.

She thought she really lost, but she never thought that God would still be willing to help.

boom!

A loud bang came from outside the window.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Weilan reacted so quickly for the first time, she pushed Mo Shuang away with supernatural power, and then jumped up and walked to the window to have a look after she straightened her clothes.

In the yard on the left, Mo Qinwen was struggling to turn off the sprinkler that had somehow been turned on, and beside her was a bicycle that had fallen to the ground.

"Mo Qinwen doesn't know what she's doing in the yard, let's go down and have a look." Zhuo Weilan put on her coat and urged Mo Shuang, who was dazed and disheveled on the bed, "Hurry up."

Mo Shuang curled her lips, and muttered as she lifted the quilt out of bed.

"Having children is troublesome."

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Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang put on their coats and rushed to the yard.

It was already late at night, the temperature dropped, and the cold wind blew in bursts, blowing away the thin stream of water from the sprinkler, and the cold and dense water droplets flew around, splashing Mo Qinwen all over, and brushing their faces when they came.

Zhuo Weilan felt cold, subconsciously raised her hand to cover her face, and looked through her fingers at Mo Qinwen, who was trying to turn off the sprinkler but couldn't do it, "The switch is on the left... no, it's red, turn it counterclockwise... Oh, you How did it get reversed..."

Mo Qinwen endured the flow of water to find the switch, but she couldn't see clearly, and in a hurry, she went in the wrong direction, so that the sprinkler sprayed more fiercely, from a thin stream to a puff, and the water column shot up into the sky. .

Zhuo Weilan didn't want to get wet, so she covered her coat and hid beside her.

"Don't move." Mo Shuang found an umbrella at some point, blocked it in front, approached step by step, followed Zhuo Weilan's instructions to find the switch and twist it.

Click.

The sprinklers were turned off, and the yard returned to calm, leaving only a wet patch.

"Mo Qinwen!" Zhuo Weilan saw her favorite flowers wilted, and started to get angry, "You don't sleep at night and come to play in the yard?"

Mo Qinwen wiped her face, but without speaking, bent down to help up the fallen bicycle.

"Wei Lan," Mo Shuang said, "Let her go in and change first."

After calming down a bit, Zhuo Weilan glanced at Mo Qinwen, and found that this little girl was more desolate than the poisoned flowers and plants in the yard - she was drenched all over, the water dripping from her hair slid across her pale cheeks, her arms rolled up her sleeves were weak and weak, Trembling slightly in the cold wind.

"Okay, go and change." She relented.

Mo Qinwen put her bicycle in order and walked home on the creaking lawn.

Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang looked at each other and followed silently. When they entered the door, they couldn't see Mo Qinwen, but only saw a string of wet traces with a little mud, spreading from the entrance to the upstairs, and the path was soft and clean. There is no detour in the place, and it is printed directly.

"Oh my god..." Zhuo Weilan squatted down, staring at the carpet in distress.

Mo Shuang hurriedly comforted, "Call someone to clean it up tomorrow, and buy a new one if it's not clean."

"Is she 16 or 6 years old." Zhuo Weilan glanced at the water stains on the sofa and the handprints on the handrail of the stairs, and muttered depressingly, "Why is it so dirty?"

Mo Shuang patted her head, took a tissue to make up for it, and wiped away the traces left by Mo Qinwen little by little.

Zhuo Weilan saw the back of Mo Shuang cleaning up the mess, curled her lips, took a tissue box and walked over, without saying a word, she took one to help wipe, and slowly cleaned up the raging dissatisfaction and irritability in her heart .

She didn't really care too much about the house being dirty, but she just couldn't help getting angry when she thought that the object of destruction was her uninvited cousin Mo Qinwen, and she just found a place to vent.

Now that I think about it, the flowers and plants in the yard have been tossed and tossed in severe winds and rains. The gardener has his own way to keep them alive. The carpet in the living room is dirty. Those stains are not as good as the tired patterns. It's worth mentioning that she had wanted to change it a long time ago, the water stains on the sofa would always be wiped off, and a careless person like her probably couldn't find any traces of it.

Zhuo Weilan stopped losing her temper and calmed down. The first thing she said when she saw Mo Qinwen who had changed her clothes and went downstairs was, "Why are you wearing so little?"

She put on a coat and asked Mo Shuang to cover her with a blanket and rubbed her hands to keep warm. She was shivering. She really couldn't understand Mo Qinwen's behavior when she appeared in a pair of thin long-sleeved jeans and ripped jeans. She frowned and asked her sincerely. come out.

Zhuo Weilan didn't realize that she looked like a nagging elder.

Mo Qinwen told her with actions.

"It's not cold." Mo Qinwen was even more puzzled by the way she was sitting on the sofa being taken care of by Mo Shuang, she waved her hands irritably, and looked at her with disapproving contempt, "What do you care about?"

"Hmph, whatever you want, you won't be able to freeze me." Zhuo Weilan complained sullenly.

Mo Shuang handed over another blanket, "Qinwen, it's better to cover it up, be careful not to catch a cold."

Mo Qinwen picked it up, only holding the blanket as a cushion.

Zhuo Weilan narrowed her eyes in disapproval.

"I'm sorry." Mo Qinwen was disobedient in dressing to keep warm, and she should admit that she was wrong. "When I was carrying the bicycle, I accidentally hooked on the switch of the sprinkler. Sorry to trouble you."

Mo Shuang was puzzled, "Where did you get the bicycle?"

Zhuo Weilan was also curious. She clearly remembered that when she returned home, she took a look at the garage. The door was wide open, and there was nothing there. There was no sign of Mo Qinwen's bicycle at all.

Facing the eyes of the two of them, Mo Qinwen hesitated, subconsciously pulled the blanket to cover her body, grabbed the edge and answered in a low voice, "I asked a friend to borrow it."

"Have you ever gone out?" Mo Shuang asked again.

Mo Qinwen nodded, "Her home is not far away, it takes only 10 minutes to walk out of the community."

Mo Shuang is used to hiding her emotions in front of outsiders, Zhuo Weilan couldn't control it, she looked at the time and took a breath: They didn't know that Mo Qinwen had gone out, and Mo Qinwen obviously loved a 16-year-old young girl at 11 in the evening. Walking alone on the street after [-] o'clock doesn't care at all.

She couldn't help but recall the tragedies on the social news.

"What's the matter with you!" Zhuo Weilan couldn't help getting angry when she saw Mo Qinwen's upright look of "I'm not wrong", "Don't tell us when you go out! It's so dangerous outside at night. What should I do?"

Mo Qinwen was taken aback by the scolding, looked at her, and smiled.

Not a rebellious, nonchalant sneer, but a heartfelt, heartfelt laugh.

Even though Mo Qinwen was very polite, she would cover her mouth and say sorry after laughing twice, Zhuo Weilan still felt depressed when she was slapped in the face, she bit her lip when she was wronged, turned her head to complain to Mo Shuang, her tone suddenly changed The mode of lecturing the elders has changed into the mode of being soft and coquettish, "Mo Shuang! Look at her!"

"I see." Mo Shuang clapped her hands to comfort her, and calmly said to Mo Qinwen, "Qinwen, Weilan cares about you, it's wrong for you to do this."

Mo Qinwen cleared her throat, and after a while, she smiled seriously, sat up straight and talked to them, "I know, but it's really fun for her to pretend to be an adult."

Act like an adult.

Zhuo Weilan became angry, "What are you pretending to be an adult! I am your elder!"

Mo Qinwen raised her eyebrows and looked at her from head to toe, "Elder?"

Zhuo Weilan wanted to refute, but following Mo Qinwen's gaze, she found that she was coaxed by Mo Shuang's shoulders and covered with a pink fluffy blanket. The rabbit ears cotton mop worn on the top match.

On the other hand, Mo Qinwen, dressed in black, threw away the blanket and raised her legs, leaning on the sofa with a domineering look.

In comparison, she said that the elders...why are they a little bit clueless?

Zhuo Weilan subconsciously wanted to call Mo Shuang again, so she turned her head and heard Mo Qinwen's faint laughter.

She was annoyed, and in order to prove her "elder" status, she faced her cousin who refused to listen to her, "Don't laugh!"

"Oh." Mo Qinwen glanced at Mo Shuang, who was not very happy, and obediently obeyed.

Zhuo Weilan found that pretending to be fierce was effective, she was satisfied, and continued to teach Mo Qinwen who went out to get the bicycle privately, "Why do you want the bicycle? Do you have to go at night?"

Mo Qinwen replied blankly, "I have a bicycle, and it will be faster to ride to the subway tomorrow morning."

Zhuo Weilan couldn't help her forehead, "You don't know how to take a taxi?"

"Traffic jam, take the subway faster."

"But..." Zhuo Weilan realized the key point, "You're only staying for one night, why bother?"

Mo Qinwen didn't speak.

Zhuo Weilan had the answer, and asked Mo Shuang angrily, "How many days did you tell her to stay?"

"It's none of Mo Shuang's business." Mo Qinwen was quite responsible, "I just want to hang on."

Zhuo Weilan was dumbfounded.

Is it true that people are so straightforward these days?She can say it if she doesn't leave... She was thinking about it, and looked at Mo Qinwen frequently.

Seeing that she had stopped talking, Mo Shuang spoke again, "Qinwen, don't you want to live with Uncle?"

"My dad will definitely live with my mom," Mo Qinwen pouted, finally looking naive as a child, "Where is his little salary enough to spend, he must find a way to get me to take the money out."

Mo Shuang frowned, a little puzzled.

Zhuo Weilan noticed it, and knew that Mo Shuang didn't understand her aunt's madness in spending money, and thought it was wrong for Mo Qinwen to cling to the pocket money she had saved.She hated her aunt from the bottom of her heart and supported Mo Qinwen's move. She was worried that Mo Shuang would reveal her secrets, so she said first, "Then you can't decide to live here on your own. If your parents don't agree, we don't agree either."

"They will agree." Mo Qinwen said, "My father has no idea, and my mother has no money to play cards. When my brother comes out of the detention center, he won't bother to care about me."

This is true.

Zhuo Weilan heard her cousin talk badly, saying that once Mo Qinhai was drunk, she was afraid that she would not be able to go upstairs and sleep on the sofa, and for no reason thought that Mo Qinwen, who got up early to go to school, was noisy, and she slapped her for not enough cursing.

Mo Qinwen's face was flushed, and her aunt's reaction was: "Who told you to quarrel with brother?"

Whether it was true or not, Zhuo Weilan didn't know, but it was obvious who her aunt was going around when her son and daughter were present at the same time.

My aunt loves Mo Qinwen on the premise of not wronging her son.

"Alas." It may be that Mo Qinwen's thin clothes are too pitiful to tremble, or it may be that her patriarchal aunt is too annoying. Think carefully under the warm quilt, "It's too late, go to bed, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Mo Qinwen's eyes lit up, she threw off the blanket and stood up, "Good night."

Zhuo Weilan replied feebly, "Good night."

When they got to the room, Zhuo Weilan got under the quilt and pretended to be asleep. Mo Shuang knew she was in a bad mood, so she didn't go too far, so she turned off the light after covering the quilt.

Zhuo Weilan breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep in a daze.

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Early morning, 7:[-].

The first sound of the alarm clock broke the silence, and the harsh sound of repeated "beep beeps" centered on the bedside table, quickly spread to every corner of the room.

"Hmm~" Zhuo Weilan kicked her feet irritably, pulled the quilt and buried it in, closed her eyes and started to sleep again.

Mo Shuang felt a chill in her shoulders, slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Zhuo Weilan who had snatched most of the quilt and huddled into a ball, stood up with her hands up, got out of bed, put on her shoes, went around to find her phone at the other end, and canceled the alarm.

The moment the alarm stopped, Zhuo Weilan stopped tensing up on the bed, spread her legs to occupy the entire bed, poked her head out to find a pillow, found a comfortable position, and continued sleeping.

Mo Shuang was puzzled, "Wei Lan?"

Zhuo Weilan was unmoved.

"It's seven o'clock, get up." Mo Shuang stretched out her hand and pushed, coaxing Zhuo Weilan to get up as gently and patiently as possible, "I'm going to be late for work."

Zhuo Weilan didn't appreciate it at all, felt a voice buzzing in her ear like a mosquito, turned around to cover her ears, and showed Mo Shuang the back, "Don't make noise...I haven't slept enough..."

Mo Shuang calculated the time and gave Zhuo Weilan a 5-minute chance to wash up first. She just wiped her face and heard the second alarm clock ringing. He touched the head of the bed and slapped the alarm clock.

The room was quiet, Zhuo Weilan was a little sober this time, and fell face down on the bed, moaning depressingly.

Mo Shuang looked around the room and guessed that the third alarm clock was on the TV cabinet, so she took it in advance to prevent Zhuo Weilan from jumping out of bed and falling.

"Woo..." Zhuo Weilan was still half asleep and half awake, turned over tired from lying down, pushed aside the annoying hair that covered her face, revealing her pouty lips, and the nightgown that was crookedly revealing half of her shoulders.

Mo Shuang saw this scene in his eyes, and felt something flashed in his mind. It was blurry at first, but then gradually became clearer, more and more similar to the picture in front of him, and gradually overlapped.

She didn't experience this feeling of recovering memory much, and every time she was deeply impressed, such as sitting in the driver's seat of the car and recalling the horror of the day of the car accident, such as facing a camera last night and thinking of the disappointment of her hideous father.

But it has never been as beautiful as it is now.

"Wei Lan." She walked over according to her memory, sat on the side of the bed, and gently touched Zhuo Weilan's sleeping warm cheek.

Hearing her voice, Zhuo Weilan muttered habitually, "Let me sleep a little longer..."

The soft pleading was very sweet, Mo Shuang's heart moved, and the fingertips stroking her cheeks moved down, borrowing the movement of leaning over, and firmly held Zhuo Weilan in her arms who was fussing about under the bed and refused to get up.

Zhuo Weilan twisted subconsciously, and stuck closer to her through the thin nightgown, rubbing her body heat for a while.

Mo Shuang didn't think too much about it, she did what she remembered: Zhuo Weilan likes to turn her face sideways to avoid the light from the overhead lights and windows, she can kiss the delicate skin behind her ears little by little, Zhuo Weilan wants to hold her hands Standing in front of her, she can hug her even tighter, so that there is no room for others, Zhuo Weilan grabbed the quilt tightly, she found a ticklish place, crawled in and squeezed it...

"Ouch." Zhuo Weilan felt itchy and trembling, and finally opened her eyes, looking at her who was rubbing the tip of her nose in a daze, "Mo Shuang..."

Mo Shuang kissed Zhuo Weilan's slightly parted lips, and said vaguely, "Morning."

Zhuo Weilan kissed back ignorantly, grabbed the quilt non-persistingly, lowered her arms to let the nightgown slide down her fair and delicate skin.

Ding ding ding.

The third alarm clock rang on time.

Zhuo Weilan was so panicked that she bit her, and after feeling the faint smell of blood, she woke up completely, pulled the quilt to cover herself, "This... this is not a dream!"

Mo Shuang wiped the water mark on the corner of her lips, "Yes."

"You you you..." Zhuo Weilan pointed at her, "What are you doing!"

Seeing his wife getting angry again, Mo Shuang was very experienced in dealing with it. He lowered his head by pressing the alarm clock, blinked to hide the emotional misty eyes, pulled the corners of his lips, and raised the standard innocent Smile, "Wake you up."

"Did you call me that!" Zhuo Weilan belatedly pulled back the slipped nightgown, and cursed, "Also, why do I need you to call me? The three alarm clocks are going off in turn. I can get up!"

Really pissed off.

Mo Shuang thought thoroughly, so she didn't easily take off the mask of innocence. She lowered her voice and defended herself in the most aggrieved tone, "I...I'm worried that you're late..."

Zhuo Weilan was still very angry, "So just kiss me and take off my clothes!"

"I didn't take your clothes off."

Zhuo Weilan looked at the loose pajamas, reluctantly accepted the explanation, "Then...then why kiss me!"

Mo Shuang knew that if she told the truth, she would have to go back to the guest room tonight.

"You kiss me first." She has the shamelessness inherited from the Mo family, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Relying on Zhuo Weilan's half-dream and half-awake mind, she opened her mouth to say something half-truth and half-false.

It doesn't count if you say it's a lie, after all, Zhuo Weilan really kissed her yesterday when she was watching a movie.

She was too righteous, Zhuo Weilan couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality for a while, and fell into deep thought.

Mo Shuang looked at the alarm clock in his hand and waited silently.

5 minute later.

"Wei Lan." Mo Shuang had to mention another important matter, "It's 7:50, it's time to get up."

"Ah!" Zhuo Weilan jumped up from the bed, ignoring the slippers, and ran to the bathroom barefoot.

The situation last night was special, Mo Shuang remembered some things, exhausted physically and mentally, and lay down before Zhuo Weilan, so she didn't know where Zhuo Weilan kicked the two innocent slippers.

There is carpet in the room, not in the bathroom.

Mo Shuang took out the slippers from the bottom of the bed and the sofa, ran to the bathroom, bent down under Zhuo Weilan's astonished gaze while brushing her teeth, wiped off the water stains with a towel, and patiently helped them put them on.

"No...no need." Zhuo Weilan was frightened, "I'll do it myself."

Mo Shuang was smiling on the surface, thinking in her heart:

This is nothing compared to when I hugged you by the bed and helped you dress from head to toe, from the inside out.

However, she was not stupid enough to rush forward at such a sensitive time, and confessed that she had retrieved these good memories that were useless to find the real culprit and would only make his wife more vigilant.

Mo Shuang didn't bother Zhuo Weilan to wash up, went to the cloakroom to change, took out the clothes she thought were good-looking and suitable for today's weather, and tidied up the dolls that were hastily thrown aside last night.

Her and Zhuo Weilan's clothes are easy to distinguish, one is mostly dark, one is mostly bright, one is simple and elegant with a low-key design, and the other has a variety of styles, often with girly and feminine cute details.

But she picked out a bottoming shirt that she had seen on surveillance and clearly belonged to her.

"Mo Shuang," Zhuo Weilan ran over, "I want to find... Eh? You helped me find it."

Mo Shuang raised a smile, "Yes."

"This is not..." Zhuo Weilan picked up the white sweater.

Mo Shuang tilted her head to stare at people, acting cute according to the method Mo Qinwen taught.

"Uh, it's nothing." Zhuo Weilan lowered her voice for the second half of the sentence and murmured to herself, "Anyway, I can't see it inside."

"Do you want to change? I'll go out." Mo Shuang got up.

Zhuo Weilan shook her head, "No, I'll go to the bathroom to change."

Mo Shuang continued to concentrate on packing the dolls.

She tidied up at the same speed as Zhuo Weilan changed clothes and put on makeup. The two of them went downstairs together, and when they saw the neat breakfast on the table, they froze at the same time and looked at each other.

"There is a note." Mo Shuang found the post-it first, "Qinwen bought it, she is in class."

Zhuo Weilan was concerned about being late for work, so she picked out her favorite steamed bun and sat down, nodding her head to express her satisfaction, "Mo Qinwen can also put it on a plate and put on a warming table mat!"

Mo Shuang also felt strange, "Qinwen can do housework?"

Zhuo Weilan was disdainful, "What kind of housework is it called to open a thermal table mat?"

"The switch is on your side, you can turn it off."

"..." Zhuo Weilan choked on the soy milk, and cast a bitter look,

Enough is enough to tease your wife, especially in her current special situation of "no emotion".

Mo Shuang turned to turn it off, took the seat next to Zhuo Weilan and sat down, peeled the boiled eggs and put them in the bowl in front of Zhuo Weilan.

Zhuo Weilan thanked her, she was too energetic to eat the hot soup dumplings, she didn't notice the time, she ignored the egg when she realized it was a bit late, she took two steps and found the fresh-keeping bag under the plate, she was reluctant to fill the pancakes with eggs, opened it One packs what you want to eat.

Mo Shuang stared at the man without saying a word.

"Take it!" Zhuo Weilan stuffed the eggs into the bag, and couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk, Mo Qinwen is so thoughtful, she actually prepared a fresh-keeping bag... Well, you can go when you take everything with you."

Mo Shuang pointed to herself, "Aren't you taking me?"

Zhuo Weilan cast a sideways glance, "It's not such a big bag!"

Seeing his wife's refusal to take up the fight, Mo Shuang was not discouraged, put down the things at hand, wiped her mouth, and planned to send Zhuo Weilan to work.

"Stop!" Zhuo Weilan settled the score after Qiuhou, "I'm still angry, you stay at home, don't come with me."

Seeing that Zhuo Weilan's cheeks were slightly red, Mo Shuang thought about slowing down so as not to make people angry, nodded obediently, and asked softly, "Can I take you to the car?"

"...Okay." Zhuo Weilan agreed softly.

Mo Shuang smiled satisfied, followed Zhuo Weilan out, and when she got to the car, she took the initiative to open the door, "Slow down."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Weilan saw her hand resting on the door frame, her expression softened, "You should go back early, it's quite cold outside."

She didn't answer, Lao Zhang glanced over, "Mr. Mo, aren't you going to get in the car?"

"No." Mo Shuang said bluntly, not afraid of being known to outsiders as a good-for-nothing wife, "Weilan asked me to stay at home."

Lao Zhang suddenly had nothing to say.

"Oh, let's go back." Zhuo Weilan pushed and quickly closed the car door.

Mo Shuang didn't mind, she beckoned and watched the car go away before walking back to the house, sat down at the dining table to have breakfast again, was drinking porridge, when Aunt Fang who bought vegetables came back, accompanied by a little servant with her head bowed .

"What's going on?" She saw Mo Qinwen's face clearly and frowned, "Skipping class?"

Mo Qinwen drooped her head and didn't speak, she looked listless, but her legs were agile and powerful, and she ran upstairs all of a sudden.

"Don't blame her," Aunt Fang said helplessly, "she was in class and was taken out of school by her mother."

"why?"

Aunt Fang clutched the shopping bag in her hand, took a deep breath and said, "Let her go back and ask Mr. Mo for money."

Mo Shuang was stunned, and turned to look at the locked guest room door upstairs.

Aunt Fang sighed, "Mr. Mo, I know you and Ms. Zhuo don't like Qin Wen, but... she is preparing for the midterm exam, and being affected by these things at home, how can she study with peace of mind?"

"I'll go talk to her." Mo Shuang couldn't make a decision for Zhuo Weilan, after much deliberation, she planned to ask Mo Qinwen.

She knocked on the door, and Mo Qinwen said, "Please come in."

Mo Shuang walked in and found that Mo Qinwen was holding an exercise book, she was stunned for a moment before asking the question, "Did aunt bring you out?"

"Yes." Mo Qinwen put down the pen and booklet in her hand, "She asked me to ask my uncle for tuition fees."

In his memory, Mo Shuang's impression of his aunt only stays when Mo Qinwen was nine years old. At that time, Mo Qinhai was not so messed up. Mo Qinwen needed to be taken care of, and her aunt lived in Mo's house without worrying about food and clothing. It was considered fair treatment. , without showing much eccentricity.

Now Mo Qinhai is a person who smashes cars and steals things and stays in the detention center. My aunt can't take care of herself, and all she can think about is money.

Mo Shuang didn't know what had happened in the past seven years, but she felt that her uncle's salary was so low that she wouldn't have the confidence to control her aunt and protect Mo Qinwen.

"How about this." She listened to Aunt Fang's words, and felt that Mo Qinwen's parents were not a good choice, so she made a suggestion, "Let me tell Dad, can you go home and live?"

Mo Qinwen raised her eyebrows, "You let me follow uncle?"

"Well, it's my aunt who made the mistake, not you. Dad won't take it easy."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Mo Qinwen snorted coldly, "Do you really think it's better for me to follow an uncle who buys a murdered wife than a worthless father?"

Buy murder wife?

The incident was shocking, Mo Shuang couldn't hold back, and a little frightened expression appeared on his face.

Mo Qinwen was a smart child, she frowned and stared at her for a while with a smile, then smiled suddenly.

"So you don't remember anything."

The author has something to say: Changing my cousin to prepare for the midterm exam... on time

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The author has something to say: I added a little more..._(:3」∠)_

After amnesia, the person Mo Shuang fears most is not her father, but her cousin Mo Qinwen who suddenly turned 9 from 16 years old.

She was full of curiosity and surprises when she got along with her wife Zhuo Weilan who had never met before, and she was confused with her father who became more serious and his appearance didn't change much. She didn't have much contact with her aunt. Keep away from the defense.

For Mo Qinwen, Mo Shuang felt deeply helpless, and there was a kind of depression that could not be described.

How did the cute and obedient child in her memory turn into a rebellious and precocious 16-year-old girl?

Under the influence of the car accident, Mo Shuang thought that she was only 18 years old, and the "age difference" between Mo Qinwen and Mo Qinwen was inexplicably reduced from 9 years old to 2 years old, and she even knew the people around her better than her cousin, who had a complete memory.

Now, Mo Qinwen can easily see through her amnesia.

Mo Shuang was not surprised, she quietly looked at the cousin in front of her, thinking about how to deal with it.

Continue to hide?Mo Qinwen is so clever, a few random questions can pierce her seven-year memory gap.Confess directly?Mo Qinwen's thoughts are unpredictable, and she is her aunt's daughter again, in case some evil thoughts come back to attack her...

Mo Shuang was perplexed, and glanced at Mo Qinwen who had put down the exercise book.

Standing up from the chair, Mo Qinwen didn't approach her, and walked around a corner to lock the door.

"I won't tell, and you don't have to confess to me." Mo Qinwen spoke first, "I'm not interested in these things, I just want to tell your uncle that he is not a good guardian."

Mo Shuang remained silent, staring fixedly at Mo Qinwen.

Turning around, Mo Qinwen gave a smile, and tapped the doorknob's fingers again and again, with a brisk rhythm, "I think you are a good guardian."

Mo Shuang understood.

No matter what happens in the future, what Mo Qinwen is most concerned about right now is where she can live in these two months.

Two months is such a long time, Mo Shuang has the confidence to further restore her memory, but Mo Qinwen can't bear to spend a day with her uncle and parents, and is eager to find a place to live.

Mo Shuang felt that he had a bargaining chip in his hand, so he felt a little relieved, and asked what he was most interested in, "What's the matter with buying and murdering your wife?"

Mo Qinwen sat back in her original place, playing with her pen, while casually talking about the shocking truth of the past, "I accidentally heard my uncle call, and he said that you discovered the matter, so put it aside for now. I listened for a while, Guess it’s to check people out, think it’s fun, go back to the room and call you, you..."

Having said that, Mo Qinwen paused, watching her hesitate to speak.

Mo Shuang put herself into the situation at that time and guessed the follow-up, "I let you keep it a secret, right?"

"Yes." Mo Qinwen snorted softly, "You didn't fool me like a child."

Mo Shuang didn't answer the call, and asked selfishly, "Is the caller from Yaorong Company?"

Mo Qinwen shrugged, "I don't know, you didn't treat me like a child or an adult, how could you say such an important thing."

"En." Mo Shuang replied that he heard it.

"Cousin." Mo Qinwen looked up at her. She was obviously in a weak position, but her bright and firm eyes filled her with the aura of never giving up until she reached her goal, and she did not lose at all, "Just let me Is it okay to stay here for two months? I promise to buy breakfast for you every day."

Mo Shuang glanced at the notes on Mo Qinwen's exercise book, all kinds of markings were neatly marked, and she seemed to be serious about a good student. Thinking of Aunt Fang's evil deed of "Auntie wants money and goes to school", she couldn't help but sigh, Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, he gave the correct words, "No, just study hard."

"You agreed?" Mo Qinwen's eyes lit up.

"I'll go and persuade Weilan." Mo Shuang pursed her lips, "She is easy to soften her heart and will compromise."

Mo Qinwen squinted her eyes, "Your head is indeed broken."

Mo Shuang was not angry, but asked with a smile, "Why do you say that?"

"I'm afraid of my wife." Mo Qinwen clicked her tongue, her tone disdainful, "If it was Zhuo Weilan's turn to intervene in such a big matter before, you would be able to decide it by yourself."

Just found an entry point, Mo Shuang didn't let it go, and calmly persuaded her, "Qinwen, if you want to live here, you must be polite when you get along with Weilan, and don't talk back at every turn."

Mo Qinwen was upset, she held her pen and muttered in a low voice, "She's not polite to me..."

Knowing that Zhuo Weilan did not swear properly yesterday, Mo Shuang had no way to defend herself, so after thinking about it, she decided to put on airs of an elder, and beat her wife fifty times each, "She is impatient, and what she said when she got angry was indeed wrong, But you also have a problem with your attitude when you face your family's concern?"

"Understood!" Mo Qinwen replied loudly, "I'll let her do it!"

Mo Shuang saw Mo Qinwen blushing and couldn't laugh or cry. She gave the little girl in the rebellious period a last bit of face and accepted the "let" saying, "Okay, you do your homework. I will ask Lao Zhang to take you to school this afternoon. .”

"No, it's physical education class and self-study in the afternoon." Mo Qinwen picked up the exercise book again, turned up the pen lightly, with a little complacency in her smile, like a young general who has won the battle, and assigned her a task, "Leave me alone, go to the company Let's have lunch with Zhuo Weilan."

Mo Shuang frowned, "You..."

"Last night... what were you doing in your room before you went downstairs?" Mo Qinwen winked.

"Qinwen." Mo Shuang smiled seriously, "Don't speak in such a slippery tone."

Instead, Mo Qinwen complained about her, "Why are you so innocent, you can't take a joke..."

"Do your homework." Mo Shuang decided not to talk nonsense with Mo Qinwen, tapped on the desk surface, and showed Mo Qinwen the most serious expression on her face.