Since that day and Han Mingchao had a glimpse from afar in the restaurant, Mo Wushuang's mood has been very bad in the past few days. She didn't know why it was so bad, and she felt very depressed about the grooming that suddenly appeared between the two of them.

After a few days of news about Li Mingfen's death in the newspaper, there was no response from Han Mingchao, Mo Wushuang thought that everything should be expected, and he didn't need to explain anything to everyone.

Mo Wushuang pushed the document in his hand, he didn't want to think about anything, Han Ming went to you, you can roll as far as you can, you and I have nothing to do anymore. It seems that Mo Wushuang has said this to himself countless times, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Mo Wushuang has always been unable to understand what attracted her to the current Han Ming Dynasty and made her fall into the whirlpool of emotions again. It seems that she Mo Wushuang really has no fate with love, so does her brother, and so does her love Han Mingchao. Suddenly, Mo Wushuang felt that these should be fate, and she could only accept her fate.

Today is her mother's birthday, and she is ready to go to the cemetery to sweep the grave later, and for so many years, when she only thinks of her mother, her heart is quiet. The feeling for his mother is already very distant, but every time he thinks about it, Mo Wushuang feels that it is still so warm.

Mo Wushuang pushed all the documents in his hand and prepared to go to the cemetery to see his mother. I originally wanted to call my father Mo Nianhua and ask if I wanted to go with me. However, she still didn't fight later, she was afraid that Mo Nianhua was busy, and after the car accident of her brother Juyang, Mo Nianhua had always been doing it herself.

Thinking of his father and mother, Mo Wushuang felt that their relationship was uneventful, and they had always respected each other. There are no bumps and difficulties between the two of them like Mo Wushuang's emotions now, and some of them are plain and warm.

Mo Wushuang has always been very envious of her parents' love, but she feels that the kind of love they once had is not what she pursued. What Mo Wushuang can see is that in his parents' world, he has always been polite. This emotion has always made Mo Wushuang very warm, but it also has an indescribable feeling.

Maybe I've been too sensitive. My own personality determines that I can't have the same love as my parents. Mo Wushuang suddenly looked out the window and smiled dumbly, the kind of love he couldn't get, so he had a wrong feeling about the warm feelings of his parents.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, she felt that it was really a good weather, and such weather was suitable for going out for a walk. Perhaps, I will be in a better mood when I go out and come back. Mo Wushuang felt that his mood should be adjusted recently, and if he continued like this, it would not be good for himself or the baby in his belly.

Mo Wushuang is always a man of action, and after a while, he appeared in the Qingyun cemetery in the suburbs. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, it is a place that makes people feel very quiet, quiet enough to make all the busy souls of life feel at peace at this moment.

However, walking in such a cemetery made Mo Wushuang's heart feel an indescribable depression, and life was a pile of bones in the end, so why care too much about the rights and wrongs of emotions in life. Perhaps, in such a cemetery, Mo Wushuang's heart suddenly became very pure, and he was no longer irritable about his emotional gains and losses.

Mo Wushuang lightly kissed the pure white lily in his hand with his side face, and his mood suddenly brightened up at this time. It seems that after she came to the cemetery, everything was so clear to her, and she had to try to let go of what she should put down and what she shouldn't let go. When her mother was dying, she always wanted to live happily in the future, no matter what kind of things happened in the future, she would always love her father and love herself.

At that time, Mo Wushuang didn't understand why her mother wanted her to live happily, but now she understands her mother's intentions, and a happy life should be more important than anything else. She feels very fortunate that she has always been a happy girl who has grown up with happiness.

While walking and thinking, after a while, he came to his mother's cemetery, and looked at his mother lying there with a smile on her face, Mo Wushuang felt extremely happy. When she leaned over to put down the flowers, she saw two beautiful bouquets of beautiful lilies lying quietly in front of her mother's grave.

knows that my mother likes lilies, that is, the three of their Mo family. It seems that her father and brother have come before her, and they are much more caring than her. Thinking of Mo Wushuang makes me feel happy, and I am very glad that I was born in such a happy family.

Without thinking, she dialed Mo Feiyang's phone, "Brother, you and Dad have already gone to see Mom." ”

"yes, I just left, my dad is still in the cemetery, he said stay a little longer, I just got back to the company. Are you also in the cemetery? Didn't you see Daddy? ”

"Well, I'm in the cemetery, but I didn't see my father, maybe he's gone,"

"It's impossible, there was something in the company just now, and I also called my father's phone, and he is still in the cemetery. ”

"Oh, maybe I just left, I really didn't see my father," Mo Wushuang didn't want to be entangled with his brother on this topic anymore, so he hung up the phone and quietly wanted to accompany his mother for a while.

Looking at her mother's photo quietly, Mo Wushuang felt that her mother Lin Ziyin was a rare beauty she had ever seen, and her mother in the photo was as beautiful as a fairy. She felt that she should have inherited her mother's beauty, and she couldn't see her father's awe-inspiring and resolute in her.

Staring at his mother for a long time, Mo Wushuang felt a little tired of his eyes, and raised his eyes to look around the cemetery, only to find that his father was standing quietly in the cemetery not far from his mother, and a middle-aged man not far away also walked towards the tombstone where his father was.

Who's Daddy looking at there? In Mo Wushuang's memory, except for his mother, there was no one he knew here. My father and brother said that they would stay at the cemetery for a while, and who they wanted to see. Mo Wushuang's curiosity drove her to put away her steps and walk towards the tombstone.