Dawn After Darkness of Doom

Looking at the buildings passing by quickly outside the car window, Qi Min was a little curious. After breakfast today, Mo Yin took him and Wang Bin out, saying that there was a place to take him, vaguely He did remember the man bringing it up last night.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Yin moved to his side, put his hand on his shoulder, then slid down to his waist, and rubbed it gently. He asked him several times last night, it should be a little sour.

Qi Min turned around and adjusted his position to make it easier for him to move. Although he was not particularly uncomfortable, he would not refuse this person's kindness, "Where are you taking me?"

"Go to see my grandfather." Seeing that he was curious about this, Mo Yin had no intention of hiding it. He was supposed to visit as soon as he arrived in City B, but he was delayed by something happening these two days.

"Grandpa?" Qi Min was stunned, and vaguely remembered the old Mo whom the other party mentioned when he went to see Gu Yichen two days ago, because the two of them didn't talk much, he didn't care.

"Yeah." Mo Yin nodded lightly and kissed him on the cheek, "He has always lived in the old house in City B, and rarely returns to City S, so we don't meet many times, but every year I will also see you a few times on a regular basis.”

Seeing that the old man's expression was different from when he mentioned his parents, and his tone was very gentle, Qi Min felt that their relationship didn't seem to be alienated, at least they were closer compared to Mo Lian and the others.

"He is my so-called relative in this world." As if seeing what he was thinking, Mo Yin opened his mouth without waiting for him to ask, "Uncle Bin was the one he sent to me at the beginning." Take care of mine."

Qi Min followed his words and glanced at the person in the driver's seat. The other person looked at him through the rearview mirror, nodded lightly as a response, and then looked away. He always thought that this person belonged to Mo Lian. .

"If it wasn't for him, maybe I would be raised somewhere like Mo Kai. No, I should not be as good as him, at least he has a mother to accompany him." Mo Yin smiled self-deprecatingly.

Before he was five years old, he was not recognized by Mo Lian, nor did he live in the Mo family's villa in S City, but was arranged by Liu Siyun in a remote apartment. In order to prevent him from talking nonsense when he was young, he was not even sent to the kindergarten. He went and only found a nanny to take care of him.

At that time, he was confined in that small house, unable to go out often, and unable to make friends casually. He could only hold all kinds of toys by himself and play with them over and over again.

The turning point in his life was on the day of his fifth birthday, when he was suddenly dressed up and taken out by the nanny, and came to a house that was huge in his eyes.

The woman he usually only saw on TV was also there, looking at him with the same indifferent look in his eyes, Mo Yin, who had been taught countless times not to get too close to her, still stood there after the nanny who brought him in left. He didn't run towards her, even though he was full of uneasiness because of the other two strangers, he was stubborn and refused to show his weakness.

Until the old man sitting on the sofa smiled and beckoned him to let him go, he looked at the woman who did not show anything, and pinched the corner of the small suit. Feeling uncomfortable, he suppressed the tension in his heart, walked up to the old man and stood still, never avoiding his gaze.

The old man stared at him for a long time, seeing that he was still struggling to take his gaze away, he suddenly reached out and touched his head, and asked someone to bring a gift to him, and wished him a happy birthday.

The first time someone said these four words to him, he didn't know how to react, he just felt that the hand on his head was very warm, a temperature he had never felt before.

When he received the gift, the old man told him that he could be called grandpa in the future, and the man sitting beside him who never spoke was his father, and he would live in this place from now on.

Filled with confusion, he suddenly changed his place of residence. The new house was many times larger than the previous one, and there were many more servants, but in his eyes, it felt a little empty and seemed even more lonely.

And the old man who claimed to be his grandfather didn't stay here all the time as he imagined. He just stayed here for a few days and then left. Before leaving, he patted his head and said that he would come to see him when he had time, and told him to be good.

He was arranged to go to kindergarten after that, but he didn't know how to get along with his peers and he didn't make friends. This hypocritical flattery only made him feel sick.

"Although we don't meet each other very often, my grandfather would send me birthday gifts every year. Uncle Bin came here with the gifts when he was eight years old." At that time, Mo Yin's character began to become rebellious, and at the beginning he did not accept him at all. .

He couldn't say how close he was to that old man. After all, he didn't meet many times, but he could still be called relatives. So this time he came to City B, he also wanted to bring Qi Min to meet him, and formally let them get along with each other. Getting acquainted.

Wang Bin smiled when he heard his words. In the blink of an eye, this child who always had a cold face had grown up so much. Unlike what he was worried about before, he had already found someone who could spend his whole life together. people.

At this time, Qi Min began to feel a little nervous. Unlike his parents, this relative was really valued by his lover. If he didn't like him, would it make things difficult for him?

"Don't worry, my feelings are my own decisions, even he can't interfere." Mo Yin seemed to guess what he was thinking, and clapped his hands on his waist twice. compromised.

Qi Min wasn't worried that he would have any problems with him because of this, he was very clear about his feelings for him, but he was just afraid that it would be difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

Unfortunately, the old house that Grandpa Mo Yin lived in was not within the safe area, so he now lives in another villa area. Compared with the previous house, the area is much smaller, but the environment is still very secluded. Suitable for the elderly who can't stand the noise.

His current address was also informed by Mo Lian before he left from City S, thinking that Mo Yin could go and meet him by the way, the last time they met was almost half a year ago.

Compared with the villa in city S, the place where Mo Lao lives is relatively low-key, and there are bodyguards guarding the gate if he is not at the gate. It looks ordinary and nothing special.

Wang Bin parked the car at the door, and got out of the car to ring the doorbell. When Mo Yin and the others walked over, the small screen on the door just showed the face of a middle-aged woman. He nodded lightly. "Please open the door, the young master is here."

The middle-aged woman obviously knew him, she hung up the videophone with a surprised expression, and then the door in front of him made a "click" sound and slid a gap inward.

Raising his hand and pushing the door open, Wang Bin turned sideways to let the two of them in first. He closed the door with his backhand and followed them to the house not far away. Waiting at the door.

"I've sent someone to tell the old man, young master, go to the living room and wait for a while." The woman led them in with a smile on her face, and invited them to sit down on the sofa. After a while, other servants brought them The pot of brewed tea came over to pour them, and put down a few plates of delicate snacks, "The supplies are relatively scarce at this time, and there are few things that can be entertained, so the young master can make do with it."

"It's okay, I don't care so much now." Mo Yin handed the tea to the hands of the people around him, and nodded to her. This middle-aged woman has been taking care of his grandfather for more than ten years, and she can be regarded as watching him grow up people.

The woman's eyes fell on the boy calmly, and she quickly moved away, bowing to them, "The old man should be coming down soon, so I won't bother you, just call me if you need anything."

Watching people walk away, Qi Min lowered his head and took a sip of tea. He felt that this place was completely different from when he returned to Mo's House in S City. It was cold and impersonal, and most of them were indifferent to their return or departure.

But the middle-aged woman who entertained them took everything into consideration from the moment she entered the door. She was enthusiastic and did not violate the rules at the same time. That kind of kindness was not deliberately flattering. He didn't know how to describe it. In short, it just made people feel Very comfortable.

"Try it, Aunt Xue's desserts have always been very good." Mo Yin took a biscuit from the plate and handed it to the man who seemed to be distracted, avoiding his overstretched hand, and put it directly on his lips.

Qi Min glanced at him helplessly, then lowered his head and took a bite of his hand. The crispy biscuit was full of milky flavor as soon as it entered the mouth. It wasn't very sweet, but it was indeed delicious.

Seeing him eating, Mo Yin raised his eyebrows triumphantly. He still remembered being rejected when he was fed for the first time. He was sad for a long time, but now the other party is very used to his various feedings. Yes, which made him very satisfied.

As soon as the waiter finished eating a whole biscuit, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps on the wooden stairs, which was also mixed with the sound of crutches hitting the ground. He raised his eyes and moved his eyes to the stairs.

Before long, the old man who hadn't seen him for a long time appeared there. His temples were a little gray, and his facial features were very similar to Mo Lian's, but he was not that young. His figure was not like an ordinary old man in his 60s. Bent like that, his body seems to be quite tough, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a carved wooden walking stick.

Mo Yin led the people around him to stand up, and nodded when the other party approached, not as sharp-edged as when facing other people, "Long time no see, Grandpa."

Mo Lao pressed his hand at him to signal for them to sit down, and sat down on the single sofa himself, and then sized them up, "You have gained a lot of skills to be able to make it all the way back from City G."

Knowing about his affairs, Mo Lian must have sent someone to tell him long ago, Mo Yin is not surprised that he would know, "It's also considered luck, it can save a life."

Mo Lao smiled, shifted his gaze to Qi Min, and took a second look carefully, "Aren't you going to introduce me, little friend?"

The other party knows about other things, so he must also understand their relationship. Mo Yin stretched out his arms and put his arms around his shoulders, "His name is Qi Min, and he is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with."

Qi Min's hands on his knees tightened slightly, and he bent over to the old man who was looking at him. There didn't seem to be any obvious changes in the expression of the other party. For a while, it was hard to tell that he was thinking something.

Mo Lao's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa. He could see that the young man was a little tense, but those dark eyes never avoided him. Just like Mo Yin when he was a child, he slightly staggered his gaze , "You're only 18 years old, it's probably too early to say something like this all your life."

"It's not too long ago, I've already identified him." Perhaps in the eyes of others, their relationship is impulsive, but only Mo Yin understands what they have experienced between them and how deep their relationship is, others will not understand of.

Mo Lao stopped the movement of his hands, looked at his serious eyes, leaned back on the back of the sofa, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then if I say, you are not allowed to be together?"