Ye Suiyu'an

Mo Qing opened her eyes deeply, her head was still dizzy, and her bones all ached badly.From a lively person to a sick child is a matter of one night.Her beautiful life, Mo Qingshen, was over from the moment she knew that Mo Yinong was her younger sister.

She raised her arm with great effort, and touched her forehead tremblingly with her fingertips.I don't know if it's her illusion, but it seems that she can still feel the burning sensation of Mo Yinong's tears just now.This embarrassing melancholy made her frail body feel even more uncomfortable.

"Qingshen, you're awake..." Mo Yin turned around and found her awake.

"Yeah." Mo Qingshen agreed softly as a response.She actually woke up a long time ago, but Mo Yinong and Xi Ling were there at that time, and she didn't want to face them, on the other hand, she was not feeling well, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyelids.

Mo Yin walked to the bedside, touched Mo Qingshen's forehead with his hand: "It seems to be a little hot, Qingshen, are you still not feeling well?"

Mo Qingshen was very impatient with his nagging, frowned and said weakly: "Dad! If you are worried, I will call the doctor. What's the use of you touching my forehead like this?!"

Mo Yin was speechless. He was also worried about his daughter, so he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will call the doctor. Don't get excited... Calm down, calm down!"

As a father, the way he was nervous about his daughter fell into Mo Qingshen's eyes, which made Mo Qingshen feel that his attitude just now was a bit bad, and he regretted it very much.She let out a heavy breath, and her beautiful eyebrows were tangled together due to the torment of the illness and the turbulent thoughts.

Once she calms down, Mo Qingshen can't help but recall things from her childhood.When she woke up at noon, the first thing she saw was Xi Ling.Xi Ling was still very gentle to herself, as if it wasn't her, Mo Qingshen, who said all the insulting and sarcastic words in front of her yesterday.The way she was anxious and worried about herself, the way she felt sorry for herself, reminded Mo Qing of her mother who was by her side when she was a child.

At that time, she was still young, a quiet little girl.There are parents and grandparents in the family.Dad and grandpa have to go to work during the day, so when she is not in school, it is her mother who is with her.The Mo family is very big, but apart from father and mother and Fang Ma who takes care of them, everyone else looks distant.Especially grandma, in her memory, she always seemed to have a straight face, serious and scary.She seemed to dislike her mother very much, rarely took the initiative to talk to her mother, and sometimes scolded her mother for some trivial things.Grandpa was fine, he didn't show any displeasure, he was always refined and polite, and he rarely cared about his parents' affairs.For the only granddaughter, it can be regarded as loving.

The days passed peacefully, and when Mo Qingshen was not in school, she would accompany Xi Ling to paint in the small studio at home.Xi Ling asked Mo Qingshen to be a model, and drew her daughter's cute looks in one stroke.Being a model sometimes requires you to stay in one position for a long time. Mo Qingshen was not as arrogant and impatient as she is now. She was never too tired, and she felt very happy to be with her mother quietly.

It's a pity that Mo Yin's mother doesn't like Xi Ling's paintings. She despises Xi Ling's family, and even more despises Xi Ling's career.In her rigid thinking, she always felt that women engaged in artistic work were dubious, so she always took the opportunity to ridicule Xi Ling, and sometimes she would use the topic to make trouble for Xi Ling.

Whenever her mother was reprimanded by her grandma, Mo Qing deeply remembered that her mother never said a word of rebuttal, and always had a humble and patient appearance.But she was afraid, after all, she was still a young child.Mo Qingshen would hug Xi Ling subconsciously, on the one hand because she was afraid of grandma, and on the other hand because she wanted to protect Xi Ling, but every time she was so scared that she cried in Xi Ling's arms, and Xi Ling would turn back when it was over. Come and comfort her.When she cried into tears, the fragrance of her mother's arms and the gentleness when she comforted her with a smile - so soft and so beautiful.It's a pity that Xi Ling left later, and the tenderness that should have belonged to her disappeared.

On the day Xi Ling left, the sky was gloomy, and Mo Qingshen will never forget the darkest day in her childhood memories.She had just come back from school, and the summer evening was dreary, probably it was going to rain.Mo Qingshen was also not feeling well at the time, perhaps suffering from heat stroke.Just as he was about to put down his schoolbag and run to the studio to complain to Xi Ling, he heard arguing at home—it was grandma and mother.She walked cautiously to the door and poked her head out to hear what had happened.

"I knew you were not a good person. Your shameless family members just confirmed my guess today..." Mrs. Mo insulted Xi Ling bitterly and meanly.

Mo Qing deeply thought that the situation was the same as usual, but she didn't want her mother who had always been silent to speak back: "Mom, it's okay if you have opinions on me, but please don't involve my family..."

Mo Qing was so afraid of this terrifying atmosphere that she accidentally fell to the ground.Everyone inside found her. Mrs. Mo asked Fang's mother to take the child away, and said, "Don't let the child imitate her mother's shrew appearance."Mother Fang walked upstairs with Mo Qingshen in her arms, and Mo Qingshen turned her head to look at Xi Ling.Xi Ling also looked at Mo Qingshen with a comforting look, as if telling Mo Qingshen that she was fine.

Later, Mo Qingshen didn't know what happened. She had a fever and fell asleep with her whole body burning.When she woke up, it was already dark, and the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time in the evening came suddenly along with lightning and thunder.She was sick, and subconsciously wanted to go to her mother for comfort.As soon as I got up, I heard a sound downstairs.Mo Qing went to the window deeply, and under the light of street lamps and lightning, she saw Xi Ling holding an umbrella and carrying a suitcase.

Mo Qingshen seemed to have foreseen something bad in her heart. She didn't even put on her shoes, and hurried downstairs.Mrs. Mo and a few servants stood at the door. Mrs. Mo looked at Xi Ling outside the door, and the rest of the servants were afraid to speak.

"Mom! Mom!" Mo Qing ran down the stairs and went straight to her mother.Several people were startled by Mo Qing who suddenly ran out.

"Mom, where are you going?" Mo Qing didn't care about the heavy rain, and hugged Xi Ling barefoot.

Xi Ling was startled, distressed and helpless, knelt down and looked at Mo Qingshen, with a smile on his face, holding an umbrella in one hand and wiping off the rain on Mo Qingshen's face with the other, coaxing her gently: "Mom is going on a business trip. Qingshen, you are obedient, it’s raining so hard, go back to the house, or you’ll get sick.”

Mo Qing said deeply: "You lied, my mother only draws at home, how could she be on a business trip?"

"I've finished painting the scenery here, I'm going to paint in other beautiful places." Xi Ling comforted her.

Mo Qing cried deeply. Although she is young, she is not stupid. Although she doesn't know what happened to cause her mother to leave at night, how can she make her mother abandon herself: "Then I will go with you, don't leave I."

"It will be very troublesome to take you, is Qingshen at home?"

Mo Qing shook her head deeply: "I will be very obedient, mom, don't dislike me, I will never cause you trouble. Really... I will be very obedient..." All she wanted was not to be separated from her mother, Even if she wants to leave this home, she will go with her mother.

Xi Ling was so sad that he couldn't speak, he just pushed Mo Qingshen away and got into the car by himself, letting the driver drive.

Mo Qingshen ran towards the car with bare feet regardless: "Mom, wait for me...don't leave me alone..."

After all, Xi Ling felt distressed, so he couldn't help but asked people to stop the car.

"Qingshen, you are all wet when you go back." Heartache and pain are inevitable.

"Then you go back with me, okay? I'm afraid alone." Mo Qing cried deeply.

Xi Ling shook his head: "Qing Shen is not afraid, you still have your father, and he will protect you when he comes back from a business trip." Thinking of her husband Xi Ling felt like a knife piercing her heart again.

Mo Qing cried so deeply that she couldn't even utter a word, she just shook her head desperately, hugged Xi Ling and refused to let go.

Mrs. Mo couldn't stand it anymore and asked someone to bring the child back.

Mo Qing refused and struggled fiercely.

"Xi Ling, are you still leaving? Your freedom and your painting career are ahead. As long as you leave here, you can get everything you want." Mrs. Mo added fuel to the flames.

Xi Ling stood up and turned his back, looking at Mo Qingshen who was soaked all over, his heart ached like a needle was pricking him.

"If you don't want me now, you won't let me recognize you in the future!" Mo Qingshen was forced to say such heartless words when she was young.

Xi Ling froze, his back was trembling, but he still turned around and left cruelly, even though Mo Qingshen was crying behind him, he didn't look back.After getting into the car, the car continued to drive forward.

Mo Qing kicked her hands and feet wildly, and the pain of losing her mother made her use all her strength to break free from the imprisonment of others.She chased for a long time regardless of the car, but she didn't give up when she couldn't see the shadow of the car. Finally, she was punctured by sharp glass shards and stones on the road and fell to the ground.

Mrs. Mo came over and said coldly: "Such a heartless mother, what are you chasing after Qingshen? For her personal self-interest, even her daughter can be cruelly abandoned. I have said long ago that she is not worthy of being Ah Yin's wife, The daughter-in-law of the Mo family."

Mo Qingshen's face was covered with tears and rain, she sat on the ground in a daze, listening to her grandmother's words, her heart was almost numb with sadness.All she knew was that her mother really didn't want her anymore.Don't want her anymore... This thought fell into a coma along with her.

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After Xi Ling left, Mo Qingshen went to that studio, and there were all Xi Ling's previous paintings in it.There are landscapes and portraits.In the portraits, most of the protagonists are Mo Qingshen and Mo Yin.Those painting tools are still there, as if their owners will return to use them soon.

Mo Qingshen naturally appreciates her mother's paintings, perhaps because of heredity and her childhood influence, she is also very talented in painting.But since Xi Ling left, every time she saw those paintings, only hatred and sadness ignited in her heart.She wanted to push down those drawing boards and palettes like crazy, and even wanted to tear up Xi Ling's paintings. Mo Yin stopped her after seeing it.

"I hate her! I hate everything related to her!" Mo Qingshen cried loudly in her father's arms, screaming her hatred for Xi Ling.I hate why she abandoned her and her father, and after causing her to be brought to live by her grandmother, leaving her alone to face the terrible grandmother and the cold Mo family.

Mo Yin was very helpless, he tried every means to find Xi Ling but there was no news.He was depressed and painful, and even wanted to drop everything and run out to find his wife, but he couldn't.Not long after Xi Ling left, Mo Qingshen's grandfather passed away, and all the huge family business was handed over to Mo Yin. For the sake of the family, he could not carelessly consider his personal interests.What's more, he was not happy to see Mo Qingshen. After Xi Ling left, her daughter became depressed and her temper was also moody.He has to take care of his daughter, and he can't let his mother discipline the child so severely.Haruhiko will be destroyed...

Later, that studio was locked by Mo Yin, as if everything related to Xi Ling had been sealed away.It only belonged to him, Mo Qingshen and Xi Ling, and no one else could step in after his wife left.As time passed, the waves caused by Xi Ling's departure gradually subsided.It's just that in the hearts of Mo Yin and Mo Qing, there is a knot that no one else can touch, waiting for someone to untie it.