Ye Suiyu'an

Mo Qing stood on the zebra crossing, surrounded by people coming and going, and everyone wanted to cross the road before the green light went out.She was dizzy before her eyes, and the alcohol she drank last night was still struggling in her body.

Most of the passers-by had also left. Mo Qing blinked deeply, and looked across the road. Those were the two figures she was most familiar with.Mo Yinong cried and walked forward, her father chased after her.Finally, Mo Yin stretched out his hand to hold Mo Yinong.Mo Yinong resisted very much, and raised his hands to shake him off.Mo Yin refused to comply, and was persuading something with a tangled expression.

Being so far away from them, Mo Qingshen could only see their silhouettes, but couldn't hear what they were arguing about.Of course, it was clearly visible that they were not having a good time.

Mo Qing stared deeply at the two people across from her in a daze. She was living a good life.Before he was with Mo Yinong, he was at ease, his father loved his friends and being close to him.It's not like today, everything has changed overnight, the good lover has become the sister who has been lost for many years, and the father is not happy with himself.These things are destroying her psychological defense one by one.

Mo Yinong didn't want to pay attention to Mo Yin, she really couldn't accept the sudden appearance of her sister and father, let alone the big change in the relationship between Mo Qingshen and herself.At this moment, what she needs is calmness, and what she needs is enough time, not aggressiveness from others.

"Let me go!" Mo Yinong, who was always calm and reserved, and rarely even spoke loudly, was indeed annoyed.She wanted to stay away from Mo Yin, and her originally Wubo eyes were full of hatred.

Mo Yin lowered his hands, looking helpless.By now, he found that he was very unfamiliar with Mo Yinong, and he didn't even know her name.He looked at his little daughter, speechless.

Mo Yinong glared at him, and seeing him stop, his irritable mood calmed down a little.When she was about to straighten her clothes and leave, her eyes accidentally fell on the person standing across the road.The crowd was surging, and only Mo Qingshen stood alone.Mo Yin followed her gaze and naturally saw Mo Qingshen.Only then did he suddenly realize that he had ignored Mo Qingshen.

Mo Qing's long hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair were blown up slightly by the wind, covering her expression.On the road of people coming and going, she stood stubbornly and alone, looking at her sister and father quietly.She was like a ghost, exuding a chilling aura around her.

Both Mo Yin and Mo Yinong stopped their movements, looking across the other people and looking at Mo Qing deeply.Then, both of them wanted to run over at the same time - something was wrong with Mo Qingshen.

When they reacted, the green light had already started to flash, and a few pedestrians who were still in the middle of the zebra crossing began to run. No one wanted to wait for another red light because of the laziness of the last few steps.Mo Yinong turned a blind eye to the flashing green light and wanted to run over regardless.Before he had run a few steps, Mo Yinong felt his collar was pulled severely by someone.While the sky was spinning, a pickup truck almost drove past her.

Mo Yinong still didn't know what happened, but her gaze was still anxiously searching for Mo Qingshen's figure.It's a pity that after the pickup truck drove by, the opposite side was empty - Mo Qingshen was gone.

Where?Where?

Panting for breath, Mo Yinong spared no effort to search the street.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now?" Mo Yin was still in shock, and he couldn't help but ask Mo Yinong sharply because of his fear and anger, "If I hadn't pulled you back quickly, that car might have passed by you It's crushed over me."

Mo Yinong didn't find any trace of Mo Qingshen after going back and forth, her heart immediately cooled down, and she didn't even bother to listen to the nagging of the man she didn't know very well beside her.

After being quiet for a while, Mo Yinong's eyes were full of sadness and indescribable worry: "She will be fine..." It was like a question and self-consolation, "No..."

Mo Yin was in a hurry, he had to take care of Xi Ling and Mo Yinong, and he couldn't ignore Mo Qingshen.After thinking about it, he decided to take Mo Yinong back first, so as not to worry Xi Ling, and deal with this, he will go to Mo Qingshen to have a good talk.The knot in my heart of more than [-] years, no matter what, will be untied this time.

"Well... shall we go back first? Your mother is at home alone, I'm afraid something will happen." Mo Yin persuaded cautiously.

Mo Yinong didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "After so many years, are you only worried about her accident now?"

The naked/naked irony in the words made Mo Yin uncomfortable. Although he had his own difficulties, Mo Yinong was right.If there is any misunderstanding, please explain it later.

Mo Yinong went back with him, but the feeling in his heart became more and more uncomfortable.She could never have imagined that Mo Qingshen would be related to her by blood, nor could she associate the word "sister" with Mo Qingshen.If she wanted to lose a beloved lover, then she would rather not have this strange "father" in front of her.Thinking about it, Mo Yinong quickened his pace, his whole face was tense, and he wanted to kill with hatred.

It's not that Mo Yin didn't know Mo Yinong's hatred for him, but what he never expected was the huge hidden secret hidden in it.

As soon as he entered the house with his front foot, Mo Yinong blocked Mo Yin from the door with his back foot.

Surprised, Mo Yin opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yinong to explain.

Mo Yinong remained expressionless, and just said: "I'm not used to strangers appearing at home."

Xi Ling was relieved to see Mo Yin and Mo Yinong come back, but Mo Qingshen's figure was missing, and the heart that had just let go couldn't help but lifted again.

"Xi Ling..." Mo Yin hoped that Xi Ling could intercede for him at this time, and he didn't want to leave again at this time.

Mo Yinong's face was cold, his hostility towards Mo Yin was getting deeper and deeper.Xi Ling looked at her, and finally said helplessly: "You go back first, I...I have something to say with Yi Nong."

Seeing that the last hope was gone, Mo Yin had no choice but to give up, looked at them reluctantly, and said desolately: "Then I will come back tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yinong slammed the door with a "bang".

"What do you want to tell me?" Mo Yinong has always been respectful and affectionate towards his mother, but her tone now is exceptionally distant, "Have you finished what you need to say?"

"Yinong, I know Mom owes you a lot..."

"I don't want to hear you say this. Who is good to me and who is not good to me; who is kind to me and who is indebted to me. I have eyes and can see clearly. Mom, you don't have to put on a show I don’t even want to say a good word for that man. I know what I need to know. What attitude I have and how I do it is my business. Be independent and have your own judgment. Mine." Mo Yinong was usually very gentle, and it was the first time he spoke so forcefully and stubbornly to his mother.

Her words made Xi Ling feel that he owed Mo Yinong a lot during his growth.Xi Ling is very willful, even though she knows that Mo Yinong exists in her body, she still does what she likes.Leaving Mo Yin made her suffer and felt uncomfortable, so she did everything that could make her happy—drawing her own pictures, going where she wanted to go, living the life she wanted to live, without thinking about Mo Yinong's feelings at all.And Mo Yinong has never said anything bad about her as a mother since she was a child.She was so "obedient", so obedient that Xi Ling felt guilty.

"Yi Nong, I'm sorry, mom told you these things so late."

Mo Yinong smiled wryly: "I don't want your sorry, I just ask you and that man to stay away from me during this time." She was so tired.

Xi Ling's tears didn't stop, and he couldn't utter a word.

Mo Yinong entered his room, locked the door, and fell heavily on the bed, the tears in his eyes and the grievance in his heart couldn't be held back anymore, and they burst out together.How should she face Mo Qingshen, and how should she tell her mother about her previous relationship with Mo Qingshen?Sleeping sister?This kind of deformed love made her bear a huge burden, which made her breathless.She resented her hatred, but more of a sense of guilt.

How much she wanted a deep hug from Mo Qing, a word of comfort, a kiss... But where is she?How much better is she than herself?

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Because Ye Sui slept late last night, it was almost noon when he woke up.Song Yu'an was sitting by the bed, although he was guarding her, but he seemed out of his mind.Frowning again, sighing again, holding the phone tightly in his hand.

Song Yu'an was with Mo Qingshen last night, and Ye Sui felt a little uncomfortable.Now Song Yu'an came over, but he didn't even look at him.She was also used to being spoiled by Song Yu'an, and her temper grew bigger and bigger.Getting angry, he immediately turned his back arrogantly and ignored her, waiting for Song Yu'an to coax her.

Song Yu'an only felt tired and helpless, she poked Ye Sui with her hand: "Ye Sui...Ye Sui..."

Ye Sui pouted, stubbornly refusing to look back at her.

"Ye Sui, don't be like this... I'm really worried about Qingshen." Ye Sui didn't know the seriousness of the matter, so naturally he didn't understand Song Yu'an's feelings from the perspective of Mo Qingshen's good friend.

Ye Sui could only vaguely hear her talking, but he didn't know what she was talking about, but it must have something to do with Mo Qingshen.After thinking about it, she calmed down and her temper dissipated, and she asked, "I don't know what happened to Mo Qingshen, but if you're really worried, just give her a call. It's nothing to worry about." On the contrary, it made both of them unhappy.

Song Yu'an let out a long breath, bit his lower lip and thought for a while, thinking that what Ye Sui said made sense, and worrying about it was the last thing he needed.She touched Ye Sui's face and smiled: "Then I'll call her, be good."

Ye Sui nodded in understanding.

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Mo Qingshen walked along the street for an unknown amount of time, and came to a bridge at random.She leaned her hands on the railing, watching the sand dredging boats occasionally passing by on the river, and her thoughts drifted further and further away.The riverside is a good place to be dazed.The cool river breeze blowing over made her more sober after drinking.

However, the current sobriety is not what she wants.She hates and loathes everything she owns, her father, her mother, and her sister. Her love and affection have become a vine tightly wrapped around her body.And the entanglement between her and Mo Yinong became the catalyst for the vine to become tighter and tighter - she was about to suffocate.

The phone rang, and even though she knew who it might be calling, Mo Qingshen looked at it.Sure enough, it was "Dad".She hung up the phone.Not long after this hung up, another call came in. Mo Qing was so annoyed that she decided to turn off the phone.It wasn't Mo Yin, it was Song Yu'an.Mo Qing deeply guessed that it must be because Mo Yin couldn't contact her and asked Song Yu'an to persuade her to go home.

Can't you just give her some space to calm down?Why so aggressive?From beginning to end, she was the victim.Why did she become the person everyone was vying to explain when the matter developed to this point?The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Mo Qing took out her mobile phone and threw the ringing mobile phone into the river.

If only troubles could be thrown into the river like a mobile phone and never seen again.Mo Qing closed her eyes deeply, laughing at her wishful thinking in her heart, throwing her troubles into the river would be more realistic than throwing her into the river.

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