After saying goodbye to the two, Lu Jingyuan, walking alone on the way home, her heart was not calm at all, from the expressions of the previous three people, she obviously found something unusual, inner curiosity and doubt, although it was always permeated in her heart, but these could not dispel her excitement due to the re-encounter with Mo Yu.

The excitement intensified especially after she suddenly remembered something, until it disturbed her and tossed and turned, causing her to lose sleep until the light of the day.

In the blink of an eye at noon, Lu Jingyuan, who woke up from a deep sleep, did not hesitate, ate something at random, and rode out of the door on her small electric motorcycle, and could faintly hear the scolding from behind her.

"You kid, just eat this little bit and see how thin you are. Hey, why are you going...... Slow me down!"

"Ouch, you know!"

When these words came, the middle-aged woman with a sallow face shook her head, sighed secretly, and said that the woman was too big to stay, and then she was busy with the needlework in her hand again.

"If my sister knew that Mo Wei was back, she would be very happy. ”

The small electric motorcycle was speeding on the road, Lu Jingyuan thought secretly in her heart, and in about ten minutes, she came to the door of her sister's house, and as soon as she arrived, she shouted loudly.

"Sister...... Sister. ”

The words echoed, and the next moment, a slightly chubby woman with an apron walked out of the house, still holding a spatula in her hand, with a smile on her face, and said:

"It's my sister, what can make you so excited. I haven't eaten lunch yet, I'm cooking, and we'll eat it later. ”

Lu Jingyuan walked to her side, grabbed her arm, blinked her eyes, the joy on her face did not diminish, and she sold Guanzi: "Sister, guess who I saw last night?"

"Isn't it possible to meet fellow countrymen?" quipped the apron woman.

"Oh, sister, you're so bad, let me tell you, I saw Mo Yu last night, Mo Yu!"

As soon as these words came out, the apron woman's body trembled, and she lost her voice: "Are you sure it's really him?"

Lu Jingyuan's expression was extremely serious, and she nodded vigorously.

"It's been a few years, and there has been no news of him, and he doesn't come back to see it during the New Year's holidays, but this time he is finally willing to come back......

My brother, are you okay? You have eaten enough and slept warmly every day in the past few years, have you ever thought about me?!"

The apron woman muttered, tears uncontrollably streaming down her already red eyes.

If Mo Wei was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this apron woman, and he would definitely be overwhelmed with excitement, because they were sisters and brothers, and they had relatives of the same blood.

Yes, this apron woman is Mo Lan, Mo Yu's sister.

Lu Jingyuan's gaze gradually became complicated, and in the silence, she could feel the deep longing spread from her sister's murmur.

This is why she didn't take out her mobile phone last night and dial the number to inform her sister about it, but chose to tell it in person the next day.

Because Lu Jingyuan knew that if Mo Wei came back, if she let her sister know, she would definitely not be able to sleep all night, not like herself, even if she was excited and caused insomnia, she could fall asleep when she was most tired.

After a short silence, Mo Lan didn't have the heart to cook, took off her scarf, ran upstairs and woke up from the night shift, and her fiancé, who had not been asleep for a long time, left here in a hurry under her anxiety.

Mo Lan's fiancé is named Wang Jin, who is a man who is a few centimeters shorter than Mo Lan, with a chubby figure, a gentle smile on his face, and he can cook at home and work hard outside, all of which can make people see that he is a very calm man.

Wang Jin carried the two of them and galloped down the road, and in the case of never seeing this brother-in-law, his heart was also slightly excited, and under the guidance of Mo Lan, he came to the house where she learned from her uncle that Mo Wei now lived, the house that her father had left for her younger brother.

When he arrived at the place, he was greeted by the black uncle with dark skin and white sideburns, because Mo Lan didn't know which building it was, so he needed the guidance of the black uncle, but he didn't know that when he arrived at the place, he pounced.

With another key in Uncle Hei's hand, several people entered the room, and it was quiet, and the three of them only saw two suitcases placed in the inner room, and did not see Mo Wei's figure.

Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the suitcase, and then left a wedding card, and after greeting Uncle Hei, she didn't stay here for long.

The existence of the luggage made Mo Lan sure that Mo Wei would inevitably come back, so when he came back, he would definitely find that he had left a wedding card in the living room, and it was only a matter of time before he met.

......

In the empty cemetery, the cool breeze was blowing, and a sense of loneliness permeated his body, Mo Chou wore black sunglasses and a black suit, standing quietly in front of his father's tombstone, silent for a long time.

The eyes under the sunglasses are complicated, and Ben's calm heart is slowly flooded with sadness as he gazes, as if the cool wind blows into his heart, gradually igniting a sadness, making his thin figure more indelible loneliness.

"Once...... I also have full expectations for you, hoping that when you look at your sister's gaze, even if there is a glimmer of afterglow, you can detect the existence of me and my sister, but you will be extinguished by your indifference again and again......."

After a long time, Mo Wei took off his sunglasses, squatted down, stroked his father's face in the black-and-white photo on the tombstone over and over again, and muttered softly.

"I don't know when I was born, and I don't know what ...... after I was born"

"If you hadn't tied me up and stayed with you, everything would have changed, then maybe...... You won't die so soon, and I won't have such complicated thoughts!"

"You shouldn't ...... Let me experience your cruelty, the indelible memory, and the sadness of my own mother, which still reverberates in my heart, and has tormented me, although the resentment is decreasing, it is still there!"

"I've always wanted to ask you...... If I wasn't a boy, or if my sister wasn't a sister, but a brother, and everything changed again, would you still do that?"

"Why bother?!"

The cool wind wafted in the cemetery, penetrating people's hearts, and could vaguely see the people who had just come here to visit in the distance, and the sad despair cries came shallowly, mixed with the murmuring of Mo worry, and the voices of relatives swirled, suppressed and strong, and it was even more heart-heavy.

The pain and resentment that have accumulated for many years are tearing at Mo Wei's heart, like going back in time, once again allowing him to experience that cruel scene, he hugged his head and cried, like the child who was dragged by his loved ones and could only struggle and cry blindly because of fear.

Let the passage of time, Mo is worried and breathless, although he has denied this cheap father-son relationship many times in his heart, although he has brought only wordless indifference to himself, although before coming, he is sure that he will not cry for him, but because of the separation between heaven and man, in front of a black and white photo, he can't suppress the pain accumulated in his heart.

In the depths of that pain, there were scenes of Mo Wei getting along with his father.

He didn't see the eyes of childhood expectation, he shouldn't be the sorrow of ignorance and reprimand, and he was not warm to know the helpless pain of the world.

In addition to a little joy, there is more of a cold like sinking into an ice cave.

"If I was your creditor in your previous life, then from this moment on, we have ...... The two do not owe each other.

If there is a next life...... I don't want to see you again...... I don't want to be father and son with you again!"

A soft murmur fell, and the leaves next to the monument were blown up in three or two, rolling up the back of Mo Worry, and I don't know where......