Next, the atmosphere at the table became a little silent, or Mo Ziqi himself was silent.

Since she saw the photo in Yan Zhongtian's wallet, her mind was confused.

So much so that Qin Miao was chatting with Yan Zhongtian during the whole dinner, and she lowered her head to eat the contents of the bowl.

If it weren't for Qin Miao's strength, putting vegetables in her bowl, it is estimated that she would have been eating air all the time after the whole meal.

"What's wrong? Not to your taste?"

I don't know how long it took, but when he heard Qin Miao talking in his ear, Mo Ziqi came back to his senses.

Raising his head, he looked at the empty seat opposite, and looked at the people around him with some doubt.

"What about Old Yan?"

"Eat and drink enough, the people are gone. ”

Qin Miao said, stretched out his hand to sort out the broken hair scattered in front of Mo Ziqi's forehead, and there was a doting look in his eyes.

"If the food here doesn't suit your appetite, let's change it, and I'm not full anyway. ”

Although she used a negotiating tone, Qin Miao didn't give Mo Ziqi a chance to refuse at all, and took her hand and went straight to the next cooking store.

In fact, where could Mo Ziqi have an appetite, but because of Qin Miao's worried appearance, he still reluctantly stuffed his stomach to the full.

In the hotel, Qin Miao still booked a room this time, but it was turned into a suite, and Mo Ziqi had no opinion on this.

When Mo Ziqi came out of the bathroom, he saw Qin Miao sitting on the balcony with a flat expression.

Pursing the corners of his mouth, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

She knew that this man had a plan, and said that after the business was done, she wanted to play here for two days, but now......

"What's on your mind that you need to tell me?"

Seeing Qin Miao turn his head and smile lightly, Mo Ziqi's heart warmed.

She really didn't know when this man was so powerful that he could see his own thoughts.

"Actually, I want to discuss with you, can we leave for home tomorrow?" I know you've already made arrangements......

"Okay, I'll ask the assistant to book a flight. ”

There is no rebuttal, not even asking why.

Mo Ziqi stood in place, watching Qin Miao call his assistant and instruct, even a little at a loss.

"Don't you even ask why?"

"When it comes to travel, if your mind isn't here, we're not happy, so why bother? ”

Travel the world.

This word sounds exceptionally beautiful, but at that time, where was Qin Miao, and where was he?

With a smile, Mo Ziqi turned around and returned to the room, while Qin Miao stayed on the balcony alone for a long time before going back.

Of course, he could feel that the distance between the two people was gradually narrowing, but he couldn't avoid a little loss.

This little woman has too many secrets, and he doesn't want to snoop into them, but he is always between them.

The next day, after the plane landed, after the two returned to the villa, Mo Ziqi returned to the room and called Mao Ruiping.

"Master, when I was on a business trip with Qin Miao, I met ...... Yan Zhongtian"

After Mo Ziqi roughly explained what happened this time, he heard Mao Ruiping's side be silent for a while before he spoke.

"Is it convenient now? I was packing up my house yesterday and I happened to flip through an old photo. ”

Half an hour later, Mo Ziqi had already arrived at Mao Ruiping's apartment.

When she got the photo in her hands, she couldn't help but feel shocked.

It was a graduation photo, and the picture on it was Yan Zhongtian and his mother Lin Xiaoyue, two people standing side by side.

Leaning against each other's shoulders, their smiles are bright and bright, as if they are talented and beautiful.

"It's ......"

Mo Ziqi gently stroked the mother in the photo with his fingers, and his eyes were slightly moist.

In her impression, her mother rarely smiled so brightly, and she couldn't help but feel pain and sadness in her heart.

"Looking at the date in the lower right corner, it should be the photo left by your mother when she graduated from college, I have already checked it with an assistant, and I can also find your mother's mentor back then. ”

Seeing Mo Ziqi holding back his sobs, Mao Ruiping sighed lightly and patted her shoulder wordlessly.

Sometimes, words of comfort are deceitful.

After Mo Ziqi's state gradually stabilized, the two of them did not delay for a long time, and went to visit Lin Xiaoyue's mentor back then.

Now, the years have changed, the teacher is old, and many things can no longer be remembered.

When the nanny led Mao Ruiping and Mo Ziqi to the teacher, the old man suddenly became a little excited.

Hurriedly raised his finger and pointed at Mo Ziqi, as if he had seen some long-lost old man.

"Hello teacher, I am your student Lin Xiaoyue's daughter KIKI, this is my teacher and my mother's friend. ”

"No wonder ......"

I saw the old man standing up with his crutches on his hands, and his face gradually became relieved.

"It's really a mother and son, the contours of these facial features are printed in one mold, and even the temperament is very similar. ”

Mo Ziqi chuckled, hearing such an evaluation, he was happy and sad in his heart.

"How is your mother doing after all these years?"

Hearing the old man's question, Mo Ziqi subconsciously glanced at Mao Ruiping, and the two of them exchanged glances for a short time, and then they had an answer.

"Master Tai, my mother, she is now far away, and she has encountered some difficult things, so this time I came over, and I also asked for your help. ”

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, obviously willing to cooperate, and there was some worry between his eyebrows.

To be honest, Mo Ziqi couldn't bear to tell the old man the news that his mother had passed away, for fear that he couldn't help this sadness.

After all, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, which is a rare severe pain in the world.

He stepped forward and showed the photo to the old man, feeling a little uneasy.

"Yo, this photo has an idea......

I saw the old man holding a magnifying glass, carefully looking at the person in the photo, his expression was gentle, and his thoughts seemed to have jumped to many years ago.

"Yan Zhongtian and Lin Xiaoyue, they are my favorite students. ”

Mao Ruiping helped the old man to sit down, and then listened to the story, as if it was being told.

"Back then, the two of them were the two best students in the school, Zhongtian was the president of my class, Xiaoyue was the secretary of the Youth League, and various activities were always held in the school at that time, and the two of them worked together to find a way, probably because they were always together, and later they slowly changed from classmates to lovers. ”

And so it was......

The feeling of expectation, when the ending is in front of me, there is no surprise at all.

Mo Ziqi picked up the water cup and took a shallow sip, and then asked softly.

"Old man, what happened later?"