Mo Qingqing leaned on the back of the chair and squinted his eyes, forcing the liquid in his eyes back, remembering his mother's sad face, after knowing the fact that Mo Tiancheng was unfaithful, the blow his mother suffered, and his mother's sincerity, were trampled on by him at will.

After that, her childhood was never really happy, she thought that everything would be better when she grew up, but she didn't want to wait until she grew up, her mother was forced to die by them, and her childhood became fragmented, and then the only comfort brother also had an accident.

Scene by scene, reproduced in Mo Qingqing's mind, it was like a half-watched movie, slowly opening his eyes, and he was tired.

When I got home, I went to bed so-so, probably because of the rush, and a wave of exhaustion swept through my body.

The next day, the driver took Mo Qingqing to a hospital in the suburbs.

Getting out of the car and looking at the hospital in front of him, Mo Qingqing didn't say anything, just glanced at it casually, and then walked in.

"Hello, is it Miss Mo Qingqing?" As soon as he stepped into the hall, a nurse walked over and asked.

Mo Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little guarded, did not deny or affirm, but asked, "You are." ”

"Miss Mo, don't worry, I'm just a nurse here, but Mr. Bai has already greeted you in advance, so I'll take you there." The nurse smiled, knowing Mo Qingqing's vigilance.

Mo Qingqing stood in place for a while, then followed the nurse into the elevator, accompanied by two bodyguards, although Mo Qingqing felt that it was a bit exaggerated, but in the end, it was arranged by Bai Lu, so she didn't say anything.

Under the leadership of the nurse, he stopped at the door of a ward, and the name of the person living in it was written on the door number, Mo Tiancheng.

After standing at the door for a moment, he said to the nurse and bodyguard behind him: "I can go in alone, and I will call you if there is anything." ”

The person behind him nodded, and accepted Mo Qingqing's arrangement, and Mo Qingqing's request was not outside the scope of Bai Lu's explanation.

Mo Tiancheng in the ward sat on the hospital bed, surrounded by a somewhat languishing aura belonging to the patient.

"What are you looking for me? Mo Qingqing entered the room and closed the door with her hand, she didn't plan to catch up with Mo Tiancheng, and there was no need, she spoke straightforwardly.

Mo Tiancheng heard the movement at the door, raised his eyes and saw Mo Qingqing and didn't react for a while, his eyes paused on Mo Qingqing's stomach, and he couldn't help but speak, his body and mind trembled slightly: "You are pregnant." ”

It's like a declarative sentence, and it's like a question, there are too many things mixed in the tone, Mo Qingqing doesn't have the heart to guess what the other party means, and she doesn't want to, for Mo Tiancheng, she doesn't have a trace of superfluous feelings.

"It's normal. Mo Qingqing's words did not have a trace of warmth, they were upright, without superfluous emotions, Mo Tian's concern made her feel strange, didn't it.

Mo Tiancheng choked, couldn't help but smile, and a nostalgic expression slowly appeared on his face: "I still remember more than 20 years ago, when you were just born, you were a little girl, and now you are a big girl, and you are going to be a parent." ”

Mo Qingqing didn't know what Mo Tiancheng meant by saying this, but these clearly touched a tense nerve in his body, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Now, what is the point of saying this? You say this, what qualifications do you have to show that kind of expression? What qualifications do you have to recall?"

Mo Tiancheng's expression froze, and he opened his mouth dryly, without making a sound.

"If you mention the past, it will not help you positively, but it will make me hate you more, remind me how you did to my mother, remind me, what kind of person you are, remind me that it was you and that woman who forced my mother to death, remind me, what I experienced in my childhood, every scene, is telling me that you shouldn't sit here, so I shouldn't be soft-hearted. ”

Mo Qingqing's eyes were stained with a little bloodshot, and he stared at Mo Tiancheng who was speechless sitting on the bed.

After a while, Mo Tiancheng sighed: "I know, you hate me, indeed, what I did before is indeed not worthy of forgiveness, let alone forgiveness." ”

"It turns out that you also have some self-knowledge, you have made my home broken, and in return, your home, I have not relented, although it is your own sins that have caused everything, but it is the same. Mo Qingqing looked at Mo Tiancheng coldly.

She has always had a question in her heart, since that incident happened, she has been circling, but she has never asked Mo Tiancheng, it was because she knew that if she opened her mouth, there would be no result, and later, she was a little scared, afraid of the dirt behind the truth!

Now, she mustered up the courage to give her a reason to stop hesitating, not to be soft, and not to spread her pity wantonly when she was hurt the next time.

Mo Tiancheng's face turned pale, and he said with some trembling: "I know, it's all my fault, Dad...... I don't ask for your forgiveness, Qingqing, I only have one request now, only one. ”

Mo Qingqing didn't speak, and looked coldly at this patient who had hurt himself again and again, and hurt all the people he cared about.

"You should know, your sister, Shiso she's back. ”

Mo Tiancheng was a little speechless and stopped.

"So what? Did she tell you anything? Like her plan. Mo Qingqing looked at Mo Tiancheng coldly.

Mo Tiancheng has now completely lost his original demeanor, the affairs of the Mo family and the illness on his body have made him only a few months old, as if he is more than ten years old, his temples have gray hair, and there is a sense of vicissitudes between his eyebrows.

"Your sister is always doing wrong things, this time, you help her, okay, help her before she makes an irreparable mistake, let her go. Mo Tiancheng looked at Mo Qingqing pleadingly.

Mo Qingqing couldn't help laughing: "I let her go? You don't seem to have figured it out, everything, including all possibilities in the future, I am standing in the position of the victim, and you, now standing in the position of a bystander to beg me to let me go, help her, the perpetrator? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Mo Qingqing saw some things clearly, she shouldn't have the so-called luck mentality, she shouldn't still expect the other party to say something, laughed helplessly, walked to the window, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, had a plan in her heart, and made up her mind.

Mo Tiancheng knew that he was short of words, and this request was indeed unorthodox.

"I've always been curious about one thing. Mo Qingqing's voice was faint and seemed casual, but who could clearly notice the tremor she was trying to suppress?

Mo Tiancheng heard Mo Qingqing's words and looked up.

"I haven't asked before, because I know you won't tell me, and even if you do, it's not the truth, but today I want to ask, and I hope you can tell me the truth. Mo Qingqing kept staring out the window, his pupils a little empty.

"Tell you, you will ...... over there," Mo Tiancheng said tremblingly.

Mo Qingqing's hand hanging down at his side shook it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded: "Of course, the premise is that the answer you give me satisfies me." ”