Wife lost memory before divorce gl

Chapter 4

Before the incident came to light, Mo Shuang's mother was a wonderful existence, she always spoke softly and always had a smile on her face. She could not only talk intimately with her husband at home, patiently tell bedtime stories to her children, but also be able to tell her bedtime stories in important moments. Be an elegant Mrs. Mo on occasions, talking and laughing freely and gracefully.

Such a delicate and exquisite woman can always arrange things properly.

Including running away with a man.

The night before leaving, Mo Shuang's mother also promised to attend the graduation ceremony. She carefully selected the dress to wear, and even considered the ring to wear on her hand. Zhuo Weilan was asked to help her for a long time to decide on one. An emerald ring complements an elegant ensemble in azure blue.

When Zhuo Weilan thought about it later, she always felt a little scary.

There are so many clothes and jewelry in the cloakroom, why did Mo Shuang's mother choose green?

Of course, they didn't have such accurate intuition at that time, they rushed to the scene of the graduation ceremony happily, and didn't care when Mo Shuang's mother couldn't get through on the phone. They waited calmly until 2 minutes before the start, and saw their father coming with a dark face , I thought it was just the unhappiness caused by the traffic jam on the road.

Time was running short, so Mo Shuang didn't have time to ask her mother why she didn't come, so she took the stage to give a speech as a graduate representative.

Zhuo Weilan held the camera to take pictures of his wife, but she didn't notice that the father-in-law next to her had a very bad expression.

At the end of the speech, there was thunderous applause. Under everyone's envious eyes, Mo Shuang was the first to receive the graduation certificate from the principal. The corner of his mouth was forcibly pulled off the stage.

Dad was so anxious that he almost dropped his daughter on the last step.

Mo Shuang dragged her to the outside of the meeting place in a daze, and without thinking about saying a word to Zhuo Weilan, she was stuffed into the car and taken away.

Zhuo Weilan was stunned, and asked the aunt next to her what was going on, the aunt shrugged, and replied with a strange voice, "I may not be your aunt, don't bark."

After the blood test was over, Mo Shuang called Zhuo Weilan and said calmly in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, I'll do a paternity test, and I'll go home when the results come out."

Zhuo Weilan was stunned, "Why do we need a paternity test?"

"Mom ran away with other men this morning." Mo Shuang sniffed and cleared his throat to cover up his emotional fluctuations. "Dad suspects that I'm not his child."

Zhuo Weilan finally understood what her aunt's sarcastic words meant.

"Where are you?" She asked anxiously several times, "I'll accompany you, hello?"

Mo Shuang hung up the phone.

Zhuo Weilan clearly remembered that she didn't dare to go back to Mo's house, and waited for seventeen hours in the small villa. At three o'clock in the morning, she saw a pale-faced Mo Shuang entering the house, and rushed to meet him without asking a word. He gave a cold and calm answer.

"I'm not a bastard."

Looking at that haggard face, Zhuo Weilan was so distressed that she helped Mo Shuang, who was staggering, into the room.Mo Shuang refused to sit on the sofa, but wanted to go upstairs to wash up. She had no choice but to accompany her up, and helped find a change of clothes, but was blocked outside the bathroom door.

The sound of water lasted for a long time.

Zhuo Weilan knew that Mo Shuang would not shed tears in front of others, so she sneaked around to the other side and opened the window to watch.

The bathroom was filled with dense mist, and the water from the shower head hit the floor.

Mo Shuang huddled in a corner, hugging her knees and crying bitterly.

Zhuo Weilan almost couldn't help rushing in, but she knew Mo Shuang, and she knew that it was just to make Mo Shuang hold back her tears, so she pretended to be strong and smiled at her and said "it's okay".

She went back to the bathroom door to wait like a wandering soul, quietly crying with Mo Shuang.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Shuang came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, frowned at the pitiful appearance of her tears streaming down her face, picked up a little bit and kissed away the tears.Slowly, their breathing became chaotic, comfort changed, and they absorbed each other's warmth.

Mo Shuang didn't cry anymore, but she did cry a few times, all after trying to ask about this matter.Two years in love, two years in marriage, Mo Shuang understands her weaknesses very well, some of them have ways to make people speechless, Zhuo Weilan is confused, she still has a sliver of reason and wants to have a good talk, what she got in return is only aggravated and ruthless tactics , and finally exhausted, nestled in his arms and moaned softly.

Out of evasion, they indulged for three days and received a call from their father on the fourth day.

"Go home for dinner."

Mo Shuang listened to the four-word order and took her home.

The moment they entered the door, the strange eyes of the family members swept over, grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and some brothers and sisters of the same generation who felt the atmosphere was dignified and shut their mouths wisely.

Mo Shuang remained calm, held Zhuo Weilan's hand tightly beside him, stared at the serious Mo Jinhao in the middle and said loudly, "I'm back."

After Mo Jinhao was silent for a long time, Mo Shuang straightened his back and looked back for a long time neither humble nor overbearing.

"En." Finally, the owner of the Mo family said, "Come in."

Zhuo Weilan was so nervous that her palms were sweating, she followed Mo Shuang into the house uneasily.She had nowhere to look, and when she was looking around at a loss, she inadvertently looked in the direction of the fireplace, and found that the family portrait that had been hanging had disappeared.

The Mo family finally got together for dinner, but no one spoke at the table, each lowered their heads, and even the noisy aunt didn't dare to speak.

After dinner, Mo Shuang went upstairs to the study to talk to his father.

Zhuo Weilan fidgeted downstairs, pinching her hands and constantly looking at the clock on the wall, wishing that time would pass faster.

Half an hour later, Mo Shuang went downstairs, saying that it was getting late and she wanted to go home. Before leaving, she said goodbye to everyone at the door, and even took care of her cousin's newborn niece. Zhuo Weilan guessed that this was a little bit The meaning of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan, obediently followed, and his mouth became dry.

On the way back, she saw Mo Shuang's side face was hard to see in the dim light, and she was worried, and took advantage of the red light to hold Mo Shuang's hand, which was cold.

Mo Shuang withdrew her hand and said in a low voice, "Weilan, I'm driving."

Zhuo Weilan was discouraged by the training, and muttered aggrievedly, "I'm sorry."

She thought it was not the right time to comfort her, and she felt guilty, but Mo Shuang waited for the green light to pass the intersection, then pulled over the car, unbuckled her seat belt and came over, softly calling, "Wei Lan?"

Zhuo Weilan tightened her seat belt, and responded with a muffled nasal voice.

Mo Shuang got closer, squeezed her chin and picked it up just in time to see her biting her lower lip so that it was about to break, so she rubbed the tip of her nose and kissed her, holding her hand that was clenched tightly on the seat belt and stroking until the coldness of her fingertips faded and gave birth to warmth , said softly, "I was wrong."

The words of apology melted between his lips and teeth, they were already vague, and echoed in his ears along with the sound of cars coming and going outside.

Zhuo Weilan's head was dizzy, and she replied in a daze, "It's okay."

Mo Shuang wiped away the water from the corners of her lips, and drew circles lightly on her heart, "Let's go on a graduation trip."

Zhuo Weilan still couldn't recover, "Graduation trip?"

"Well," said Mo Shuang, "take it as a second honeymoon."

honeymoon...

Zhuo Weilan looked forward to it, stared at Mo Shuang's gentle eyebrows, thinking that if she couldn't coax others, she might as well accompany her, and nodded her head.

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During the whole trip, she was used to being taken care of, so she didn't set her place properly. She was still the one who would cry and act coquettishly to Mo Shuang when she was hungry or tired. He asked without thinking, "Why does something seem to be missing..."

At that time, Mo Shuang's face turned cold, "The picture of that woman is missing."

That woman = mom.

Zhuo Weilan was startled to feel that she had made a slip of the tongue, but it was too late, Mo Shuang said "don't mention it again", without kissing and hugging, only a cold order.

She didn't dare to mention it later, Mo Shuang joined the X Group to work, the pressure was huge, and the consequences of being exposed were unimaginable.

Under Mo Shuang's leadership, this matter was turned over hastily.

If Zhuo Weilan can travel back, I really want to slap myself twice—I can’t help but think of the healing trip as a honeymoon, and when I came back from the trip, I found that Mo Shuang had asked her to throw away all her mother’s things , Talking nonsense!

Now, she didn't travel back, but Mo Shuang lost her memory and initialized.

The opportunity came suddenly, Zhuo Weilan took it seriously, sat on the edge of the hospital bed rubbing her hands and thinking about it for a long time, but didn't say a word.

Three years ago, the reason why Mo Shuang was able to keep her mouth tightly shut was that apart from the "understanding" between each other, it was more because of her calmer head than hers. When she was dizzy and indulged in it, she still remembered to hide her emotions. OK.

Even if Zhuo Weilan could really speak, she didn't know where to start.

"Wei Lan?" Mo Shuang saw her thinking for too long, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Weilan cleared her throat, "That..."

Mo Shuang looked at her fixedly, with watery eyes.

Zhuo Weilan was about to shed tears when she thought of these beautiful eyes, she quickly swallowed the words, and held Mo Shuang's hand wordlessly.

Mo Shuang saw her embarrassed look.

Whether she was 18 or 25, Mo Shuang didn't like to cause trouble for others, so she shook her hand and said with a smile, "It's okay if you don't want to say it."

Zhuo Weilan was taken aback for a moment, then became angry.

towards myself.

Why did she become Mo Shuang again to forgive herself!There is no escape!

She made up her mind, pressed Mo Shuang's shoulder and turned to face each other, "Listen to me..."

Mo Shuang nodded, straightened the crooked hospital gown, and smoothed out the folds she had pulled out.

This familiar obsessive-compulsive attack made Zhuo Weilan inexplicably discouraged, her lips moved for a long time, and she said in a euphemistic way, "Your mother left home."

Mo Shuang's face was quite calm, "Divorce?"

"Um……"

After getting a definite answer, Mo Shuang finally showed a trace of bewilderment, turned his head to look at the small window of the ward, his eyes were empty.

Zhuo Weilan felt a pain in her heart, straightened up and hugged her comfortingly, giving Mo Shuang a little time to digest the reality.After she hugged her like this, she realized that Mo Shuang had lost a lot of weight, and felt weird. Sitting on the bed, she lost any height advantage, and buried in her arms was extremely weak and pitiful.

"I'm here." Zhuo Weilan rubbed Mo Shuang's messy hair, "Don't be afraid."

Mo Shuang leaned against her heart, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Zhuo Weilan felt that the sound was transmitted to her bones, and her whole body was trembling, and she subconsciously hugged her even tighter.

Time passed quietly.

Zhuo Weilan gradually felt tired kneeling on the bed, and Mo Shuang, who was leaning on her body, was a little heavy, and looked down carefully.

Mo Shuang leaned her head on the softest part of her body, closed her eyes, and breathed steadily.

Zhuo Weilan's mouth twitched.

Actually fell asleep? !

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Wei Lan has a good figure 2333