"So, it was Zhao Qingnuan who killed Cui Kai, and then Xiang Yao killed Zhao Qingnuan?"

Baili Xin was dumbfounded, although she did not like Zhao Qingnuan very much, she also had such thoughts: Zhao Qingnuan simply suddenly encountered natural and man-made disasters, hiccup, and she could return the world to a clean place.

But when the day came suddenly, she was still a little unresponsive.

"Yes. ”

Mo Canghua nodded, then looked at Mo Shiwei and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

Mo Shiwei smiled reluctantly and said softly: "I'm fine, I just think this news came too suddenly, and I can't accept it for a while." ”

Mo Shiwei didn't think about anything else at this time, even if she didn't have much feeling about Zhao Qingnuan's death, but she didn't dare to make inconsistent moves in front of Mo Canghua.

What kind of person is Mo Canghua, his extraordinary insight is not a joke, a small role of such weight as Mo Shiwei does not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

"Alas, you can't live by your own wickedness. ”

Fu Rong let out a long sigh and said with a puzzled expression.

Who can blame Zhao Qingnuan for coming to this point? If she hadn't insisted on going her own way, how could she have pushed herself to a dead end?

However, if she dies, she will stop, and everyone can finally live a peaceful life.

Fu Rong's face was expressionless, and her heart was calm, she couldn't be blamed for being cruel and ruthless, but for the sake of her daughter, at this moment, Zhao Qingnuan's death really made her completely relieved.

Zhao Qingnuan's death was caused by herself, wasn't it?

Mental malpractice. Messing with some indiscriminate people, and kidnapping Weiwei in an attempt to hurt Weiwei. In the end, he put his life on the line.

Mo Shiwei listened to Fu Rong's words and sighed, isn't it, Zhao Qingnuan killed herself in her previous life, but in this life, she killed herself, is this considered karma?

Bai Lixin looked at a few people with solemn faces. Then he raised his voice and said: "Zhao Qingnuan's death has nothing to do with us, this is caused by herself, why are you with such an expression." Don't think about it, just let it pass. ”

According to her meaning, Zhao Qingnuan's death not only does not have to be sad, but it is normal to be happy. Look at what good things she's done. Isn't death retribution?

"Xiao Xin is right. Zhao Qingnuan is an outsider after all, and it will be over after listening to it, don't care about it for too long. ”

Fu Rong smiled lightly and looked at the few people in the room.

"But," Mo Shiwei naturally couldn't feel sorry for Zhao Qingnuan, but looking at Mo Jian, who was still unconscious, she looked embarrassed, "Dad, he's ......"

"Alas. Fu Rong sighed, "I'll have a good talk with him when he wakes up." Besides, your father is not an unreasonable person, people can't be resurrected after death, he will accept this matter, and after a while, he will be fine. ”

Fu Rong smiled on her face, but her heart was actually not too relaxed, having said that, after all, Zhao Qingnuan was the daughter he had loved in the palm of his hand for more than ten years, even if Zhao Qingnuan made him sad and cold, he was determined to cut off relations with her, but ...... Zhao Qingnuan is dead after all.

In all fairness, this news is really too cruel for Mo Jian.

What will happen to Mo Jian when she wakes up, in fact, she has no bottom in her heart, alas, I just hope that he can mourn and change.

Mo Shiwei nodded, "Well, I hope so." ”

yes, I hope so.

When Mo Jian woke up, there were only two people in the ward, Fu Rong and Mo Shiwei.

"Dad, are you awake?"

Mo Shiwei has been staying in front of the bed, so when Mo Jian opened her eyes, she found out at the first time.

After Fu Rong heard this, she also hurriedly walked over, and when she saw Mo Jian wake up, a reassuring smile appeared on her face.

"You're awake, and you're worried about us. ”

Mo Jian's expression was a little dazed, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, looked at Fu Rong and was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "It's okay." ”

Fu Rong pretended not to see his gloom and continued to smile, "It's okay." ”

Mo Jian glanced at Mo Shiwei, his gaze slid to her arm, and frowned slightly, "Weiwei, is your arm okay?"

"I'm fine, it's mainly you now, let's wait to get home, and then we'll have a good rest for a few days. ”

Mo Shiwei was still worried about Mo Jian's body, but his complexion looked too bad, and his expression was tired, which had to make people worry.

Mo Jian didn't say anything, but lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dad......"

Mo Shiwei knew that he must be thinking about Zhao Qingnuan, but with his father's current mental state, thinking about Zhao Qingnuan would only add to the sadness, which would only make him more sad.

"Xiao Nuan, she ...... Where is she now?"

Mo Jian asked in a dumb voice, lowered his head, his eyes quietly turned red, and the hand under the quilt was tightly clenched, shaking carefully.

"Now in the morgue, I think about burying her next to her parents, so that it can be considered a family reunion. ”

Fu Rong sighed and said loudly, looking at Mo Jian's eyes with vague worry.

"It's okay, it's okay," Mo Jian nodded in agreement, and continued with his eyes closed, "Just ...... Let's bury it, Ah Rong, you help me prepare, tomorrow just a few of us, make it simpler, let the kid ...... Let's go quietly. ”

After Mo Jian said that, he finally couldn't help it, bowed his head and covered his face with his hands, choked up in depression, and shrugged his shoulders.

Mo Shiwei saw that his heart was picked up, and he was very uncomfortable, so he reached out and gently hugged Mo Jian, and comforted him softly, "Dad, there will be me in the future, I will accompany you for the rest of my life, and I will always be your good daughter, Dad, you have to take care of your body." ”

Mo Jian listened to Mo Shiwei's comfort, and her heart was even more sad, like a child, tears kept pouring out, wetting a large quilt cover.

When Fu Rong saw him like this, she felt uncomfortable, and quietly turned her head and wiped her eyes.

After Mo Jian woke up that day, he didn't stay in the ward for too long, and when he was almost emotionally stable, the family was discharged and went home together.

Early the next morning, the three of them went out to deal with Zhao Qingnuan's funeral.

During the whole process, although Mo Jian looked sad, he was very silent and did not cry anymore, but after everything was over, looking at the white tombstone and the hard black letters on it, the tears could not hold back anymore and fell quietly.

Xiao Nuan, my father still didn't protect you well in this life, it's my father's dereliction of responsibility, don't blame my father.

Mo Shiwei looked coldly at Zhao Qingnuan, who was smiling lightly in the photo, without a trace of sadness.

Zhao Qingnuan, this time between us, it can be regarded as a real level. From now on, you will also disappear from my life, and I will not keep you, even if it is a memory.

Let's go.

"Dad, don't be too sad, you see, now that Qingnuan and Uncle Zhao are reunited, maybe this is happy for her. ”

Mo Shiwei walked to Mo Jian's side and comforted him loudly.

"I hope so...... Alas. ”

Mo Jian sighed sadly, looked at Zhao Qingnuan's photos for a while, and then looked at Zhao Qingnuan's father's tombstone, and was silent for a long time.

"Let's go. After Mo Jian finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Mo Shiwei and Fu Rong looked at each other for a moment, and then they both followed Mo Jian. (To be continued......)