Yesterday afternoon, Xigu followed the Tan family brothers and sisters to meet Hao Jingliang and had a meal with Hao Jingliang.

From Hao Jingliang, Xi Gu learned that his mother had lived in City C for six years, and he had known Tan Zhangye for a long time.

After Xigu returned to Tan's house, he made a phone call to his brother Mo Dongheng, and told his brother about this on the phone.

Xigu couldn't hear his brother's answer, so he asked, "Brother, don't you know either?" So do you think the divorce of my father and mother has anything to do with this matter? I don't dare to ask my father, I don't dare to ask my mother, brother, I don't know what to do now......"

Xigu didn't dare to ask, but it didn't mean that Mo Dongheng didn't dare to ask, and what a coincidence, a big contract in the studio was settled that day, and all of them had a three-day holiday, taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Dongheng returned to China.

At this moment, his father's eyes flickered, and his gaze was obviously a little distant, if it wasn't for the scheming in his heart, why would he be like this, not to mention, he hadn't actually asked yet.

Mo Dongheng said, "My mother once lived in City C for six years, do you know about this?" ”

Mo Xuanqi's finger knuckles tightened as he held the tea cup, and he said, "I don't know." ”

"Did you really like Liu Qinqiao that you let her have your child?"

"......" Mo Xuanqi was silent, he couldn't answer.

"Then do you know the reason why your mother chose to remarry Tan Zhang Ye?"

“…… Ignorance. Mo Xuanqi's forehead was sweating.

Mo Dongheng didn't intend to let it go, he said that he pulled his lips and smiled coldly, "In that case, after drinking this cup of tea, you can leave!" ”

After saying this, he didn't hesitate, got up and went upstairs, Mo Xuanqi shouted, "Dongheng ......" But in the end, he still watched his son's figure disappear from his sight.

Mo Xuanqi stayed downstairs for more than an hour, Mo Dongheng did not go downstairs, and later, Mo Xuanqi went upstairs, and in front of the tightly closed door, he shrunk and spoke:

"Dongheng, Dad...... Daddy goes first, Daddy will come to see you tomorrow! ”

There was no response inside, there was silence, Mo Xuanqi stared at the door for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly.

When I turned to go downstairs, I was only halfway up the stairs, and my eyes were cloudy.

……

Upstairs, Mo Dongheng was lying on the bed, listening to the sound outside the door, his eyes trembled, the footsteps went away, he tightened his finger joints, and finally held back.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the car starting outside that he slowly sat up, stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, very tired.

……

Because he caught a plane overnight, Mo Dongheng didn't go anywhere in the afternoon, and slept on the bed in the upstairs bedroom for an afternoon.

When he woke up, it was getting dark outside, and he reached out to pull the bedside lamp, and the bright light made him a little dazed.

He dreamed that when he was twelve or thirteen years old, he dragged Xigu, who was only seven or eight years old, to play in the yard of his home.

At that time, my father and mother were not far away looking at them with a smile on their faces, and my father occasionally had to say: "Dongheng, take good care of my sister, don't bully her!" ”

Mo Dongheng naturally won't bully his sister, he is sensible when he is very young, and he knows how to protect his sister when he is very young!

At the age of twelve, Mo Dongheng learned to ride a bicycle, his father taught him, at that time, they were on the courtyard road at home, his father was holding the bicycle in the back, and he said in front, "Dad, don't let go, don't let go!" ”

The father said, "Dad won't let go, you can ride forward with peace of mind, Dad promises not to let go!" ”

But Dad still let go, at first, Mo Dongheng didn't find out, he rode very well, and then he shouted "Dad", but Dad ignored him, when he turned around, there was no Dad behind him, and Dad was running towards him not far away.

His heart was so tight that he fell.

At the age of seventeen, he proposed to go abroad, at that time, after all, he was young and vigorous, idealistic, ambitious, and did not want to suffocate in such a small place as Licheng, he wanted to go out and see the outside world.

At home, his mother protested, his sister was silent, and his father was the only one who supported him.

Mo Dongheng had to admit that from childhood to adulthood, his father's position in his heart was very important, but who would have thought that his father, whom he loved and admired the most, betrayed his mother one day, causing an originally sweet and happy family to fall apart in an instant.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so he could not forgive his father, and in this life, he could not forgive.

In the evening, Mo Dongheng went out of the house, and walked again on the street he had walked through, the road is still the same as before, even if the surrounding scenery has changed several times, it still does not prevent you from remembering the past like smoke, but it is precisely because it is like smoke, when it is blown away by the wind, it disperses very quickly!

When he received Tan Yixue's text message, it was around nine o'clock in the evening, he bought some things from the supermarket and was about to take a taxi back, Tan Yixue said: Brother Dongheng, what are you doing?

Looking at the short line of words, a very faint smile overflowed at the corner of Mo Dongheng's lips, and he replied: I just came out of the supermarket and was going to go back.

Talking about Yi Xuehui: Do you want to go to the supermarket at this point? Brother Dongheng has a holiday today?

Mo Dongheng remembered that the time in Los Angeles at this time should be daytime, it was his time to go to work, no wonder she said so, he replied: Yes, it is a holiday.

When he was about to send it out, he suddenly hesitated, deleted the words, typed out a line, then put the phone back in his pocket, beckoned a taxi, and bent down to sit in.

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Early the next morning, Mo Dongheng got up and went downstairs, and when he saw the food box on the table in the living room, he frowned slightly.

When he opened the food box, the breakfast inside was still hot, which was his favorite millet porridge, and it was accompanied by some pickles.

Mo Dongheng pursed his lips, put the food box away, got up and went upstairs again, and changed his bags around ten times.

When I went out, I unexpectedly saw Mo Xuanqi and Haotian at the door.

The two of them glanced at each other, he got up and left, Mo Xuanqi hurriedly followed, "Dongheng, where are you going?" I'll send you! ”

"No, you don't." Mo Dongheng refused very neatly.

Mo Xuanqi said, "It's very difficult to take a taxi here, I'll only send you a little forward, okay?" ”

Mo Dongheng paused, turned his head to look at him, and was about to open his mouth to refuse again, when his eyes inadvertently saw the white hair on Mo Xuanqi's sideburns, and all the words stopped in an instant.

The father and son were in the same car again after a few years, Mo Xuanqi was nervous, but Mo Dongheng's expression was casual, and there seemed to be no change in love.

When the car started, Mo Xuanqi wanted to say something, but Mo Dongheng picked up his mobile phone to check, so he stopped his lips.

And Mo Dongheng next to him, staring at the sentence he sent in a text message last night, his brows were also slightly condensed.