The atmosphere in the room was suddenly a little solemn, Mo Huawen was stunned, and said with a smile for a long time: "Why do you let me succeed one or two, and now even you say the same, your mother has only been gone for more than a year......" He raised his wine glass, drank it all, and his smile became bitter after putting it down.

Some words rushed out of her mouth: "Father, my mother will understand you, she won't blame you, back then, she held Hitomi's hand, and once said that if there is a good one in the future, let my father find another good one, but don't treat Hitomi badly." ”

His trembling hand grasped the corner of the table, as if that was the only way to suppress the pain in his heart.

The mother's pale and blood-lost face was right in front of her, and that day, she was beaten from heaven to hell!

She couldn't stand that her mother couldn't even see her father for the last time, and she couldn't stand that man's indifference to such an extent, when her mother was seriously ill and died frequently, she was still fooling around with an aunt, and she also drove out the people sent by Mama Ming......

The mother was gone, she stood under the porch and watched her father run in in a panic, watched him stagger against the door, and watched him scream miserably "Luo Xia" The hatred in her heart at that time made her feel how ridiculous all this was, her mother was dead, and who did he show like this.

"Hitomi, what did your mother say at that time......" Mo Huawen said with difficulty, the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, in the candlelight, his eyes were dark and could not see the bottom, but they were full of sadness, and his trembling hand grabbed the wine jug on the side, poured himself a glass, and drank it all again.

At that time, Mo Xuetong felt that he had lost his mother's mother, so she didn't pass on a word of her mother's words to her father!

"Mother said, let me not blame you, say that you are not easy, let me be a good daughter who is considerate of you in the future, and my mother also took down one of the flowers you picked for her the day before yesterday and put it next to the pillow...... Just say it, it's like seeing ...... Your side. Mo Xuetong choked and couldn't continue, and tears slipped down involuntarily.

At that moment, she couldn't help herself with pain, holding her mother's hand, holding on to it and refusing to let go, just waiting for the hands with a chill to become completely cold, at that moment, her world was also cold, in addition to coldness, hatred was ......

Mo Huawen's eyes on the opposite side also flashed with tears, and he said in a dumb voice: "You, did your mother leave something?"

"Father, my mother left a letter, a letter for you, a ...... for you" Mo Xuetong trembled and took out a letter from her arms, the letter was old, but you can still see the wet corners on the side, glowing with different dimness, as if she saw her mother half-lying in front of the bed, trembling hands to write this letter.

"You, why don't you give me ......" Mo Huawen forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart and took the letter.

"Did my father look at me at that time? Even if I wanted to say it, you had to let me say it, and at that time, I didn't want to say it......" Mo Xuetong took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on her face, but this smile reflected the tear-stained face, which made people feel more and more distressed.

This child finally misunderstood herself, Mo Huawen held the letter in his hand, but he felt that the daughter she left behind, he didn't take good care of her, so that she almost folded in Aunt Fang's hands, as long as he thought of this, his heart hurt as if it was empty.

That sentence, no longer care about rushing out.

"Tong'er, I went to Aunt Fang's courtyard at that time, because the emperor came with a secret decree, and no one could find out, so I went to Aunt Fang's courtyard, not ...... When I sent the secret envoy away, I found out that your mother actually went, obviously she was fine the day before yesterday, and told me that she wanted to take you out for a play, why did you ...... it" An explanation after more than a year, Mo Huawen unconsciously said it.

Looking at the tearful daughter in front of her, the eyes that seemed to be Luo Xia were difficult to think about for a while, and she felt guilty, she only felt that she was not a good father, and she was empty of Luo Xia's instructions.

"Father......" Mo Xue Tong sniffed and screamed in a low voice, the knot that ran through the past and present lives suddenly knotted, and her heart suddenly relaxed a lot, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and the crystal tears that fell fell into the wine glass in front of her, she suddenly felt like drinking, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine jug with a less injured hand, poured a glass for Mo Huawen, and poured a glass for herself.

"Father, the mother will not want to see the father so sad under the nine springs, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it should be the mother and mother together, please drink this cup with the father, the daughter was not sensible before, misunderstood the father, and hoped that the father forgives. Raising the cup in his hand, he knelt heavily in front of Mo Huawen and held it high above the top.

In her previous life, she hated her father all her life for this, and that hatred made her ignore her father's opinion, and slipped further and further in the plot of Aunt Fang's mother and daughter, until she fell into a tragic death......

"Hitomi!" Mo Huawen hurriedly got up to help, "Our Hitomi, grown up!"

Mo Huawen wiped his eyes from the dark corner of the candlelight, sighed and showed a smile on his face, suddenly laughed, picked up the wine that Mo Xuetong had given him, and drank it all.

Anyway, he also has a good daughter, who is his daughter with Luo Xia, and that's enough!

"Father, is my mother's illness very sudden?" picked up the wine at hand, the sweet taste, the fruit wine prepared by Mo Lan, but at this time it was a little sour.

Even my father felt that my mother's death was sudden, that is to say, my mother's illness was not really critical, but why did she leave a letter to my father, was my mother aware that she was going to die? Why, a chill came to my heart, lowered my eyes, and hid the chill at the bottom of my eyes.

"Your mother's health has always been bad, but that time her body was not bad enough to that status, just a few days ago, there was a doctor who said that your mother is fine, just raise it, who would have thought that she couldn't think about it...... cough, cough, cough ......" Mo Xuetong didn't hear the last words, as if she was suddenly squeezed into Mo Huawen's throat.

The cuffs were tightened, the body trembled slightly, and Mo Xuetong's whole person seemed to have fallen into a deep trap, and her body was even falling down, but there was no bottom......

Father means, is it the mother herself who wants to die?

"Father, why?" no longer evaded, the deep eyes under the light looked directly at Mo Huawen who wanted to avoid her forced gaze, the corners of her eyes were sad and sad, but she insisted, she had to find out about her mother's affairs no matter what, what happened to her mother, and many things involved her mother was weird and inexplicable.

In the ruined courtyard of the Fuguo Mansion, my mother died suddenly......

"Hitomi, something...... You don't have to know much...... If you could let you know...... Your mother and I have already told you......" Mo Huawen regretted that he was impulsive and said his words, how could he tell his daughter those words, these things will be happy if he doesn't know these things, this is what he promised Luo Xia back then.

In any case, don't pull Hitomi into that whirlpool, the past is over after all, what's the use of chasing the past.

"Father......" Mo Xuetong still wanted to speak.

"Hitomi, it's getting late, you go back first, it's not good to rest much. Mo Huawen didn't wait for Mo Xuetong to say more, stood up and said outside: "Mo Yu, Mo Ye came in to help Miss go back." After speaking, he didn't care about Mo Xuetong's face and stood there with tears on her face, turned around and walked into the inner room, stumbling in her footsteps, and fled in a hurry.

"Father, father......"

Mo Xue's eyes were sad, and tears fell in strings......

Seeing that she was so sad and her body was shaking, Mo Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support her and persuaded, "Miss, let's go back first, the master is going to rest now, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

They had been guarding outside just now, and although they were far away, they could still hear something faintly.

What is the reason why my father is so jealous of the death of his mother!

Sadness surged up, the suppressed pain in her heart broke out instantly, picked up the wine jug at hand, and poured it into her mouth regardless of it, Mo Ye Moyu wanted to snatch the wine jug in her hand, but she was afraid of hurting her hand, so she had to grab it, half a pot of wine had been put down, and the wine jug fell to the ground with a bang, rolled twice on the ground, and fell into the corner.

The body softened, and Mo Ye reacted quickly and grabbed it.

"Miss, miss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it turns out that this wine is quite delicious...... I still want to. Mo Xuetong stood strongly, her brain was blurry, but she inexplicably felt a little more relaxed in her heart, no wonder so many people like to drink, this wine still has this effect, reached out and shook the black jade and took her hand.

"Miss, you can't drink anymore, you're already drunk!" Mo Yu persuaded.

"I'm drunk? how could it be...... I'm not drunk, Moyu, I still want to, it's good to be drunk, no longer sad, not so sad......" Mo Xuetong's flower-like face suddenly slipped two more tears.

"Take Hitomi back, take good care of her, and let the kitchen bring her hangover soup. Mo Huawen in the back room sighed lightly, his hand kept tightening the letter that was wet with Luo Xia's tears, and once again strengthened his heart, Luo Xia's letter repeatedly told him that he didn't have to pay attention to the things of the year, Hitomi was just his own daughter, and no one could hurt her.

After seeing the two maids half-supporting and half-hugging Mo Xuetong back, Mo Huawen returned to the outside, and a small servant had already come to clean up the table, sat down in front of the bookcase, and looked at the letter left by Luo Xia over and over again, Mo Huawen's eyes unconsciously overflowed with tears, thinking that when he saw that beautiful woman for the first time, his heart was lost.

When I first heard that the Fuguo Mansion actually agreed to marry the eldest daughter of their mansion to him, how happy and excited he was at that time, he was just a small official at the time, how could He De ask to marry her as his wife, thinking that he had her in this life, and there was nothing to ask for, but he had thought that today he would be yin and yang......

Luo Xia did not escape the trick of fate after all, Hitomi can no longer go deep into it, and cannot become anyone's pawn, this is all Luo Xia's prayers for him, this is their only daughter, I just hope that she can live a safe and happy life, and nothing else matters.

Put the letter away, hide it in a dark corner of the desk, there is a picture inside, take it out and unfold it, and the smiling and gentle woman in it seems to be walking out of the painting......

Mo Huawen's fingers slowly stroked the face of the woman in the painting, and his mind fell into deep thought, and the corners of his eyes unconsciously revealed some smiles......

"Cousin, cousin, in the Chinese New Year's Eve, I made a few dishes, it's good to eat with my cousin." At the light at the door, there was a delicate figure standing, smiling like a flower, the clothes were overlapped with red flowers, just like the first time he saw it that day, so that he instantly had a feeling as if the person in the painting walked down, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look over.