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But last night, when she was dreaming, she may have really made a noise to He Zhengxiao, and she still showed mercy and didn't move anymore, so that He Zhengxiao could sleep comfortably.

The room was quiet, the man's warm chest rose and fell faintly, his breathing was long and orderly, and the shallow echo in the quiet room, and the rhythm of a moment was like a comfortable calming song.

Qiao Weihuan listened and couldn't help but close her eyes.

When her breathing stabilized, He Zhengxiao silently withdrew his arm.

Get out of bed, put on your coat, and leave the bedroom.

On the dark corridor, the man's footsteps were silent, and the dim corridor lamp printed his slender body into a dark and cold shadow.

Push open the quaint wooden door at the end of the hallway, and walk down the narrow staircase to the basement.

There was only one light in the basement, and two burly men were on their knees.

Their hands were turned behind their backs, their muscles tucked into their fine-textured black suits. Hearing the inaudible sound of footsteps, the lowered head still did not dare to lift up.

If Qiao Weihuan was here, she would find that one of the kneeling people was the bodyguard who stopped Liang Ershao last time.

He Zhengxiao slowly stretched his fingers, and Uncle Zhong, who was standing at the end of the stairs, immediately handed over a pair of pure white gloves.

The women's little quarrels, he will not interfere, Qiao Weihuan can also handle it beautifully.

But it's another thing for a woman to be injured.

He Zhengxiao put on his gloves slowly and methodically, and the smile on the corners of his lips was unfathomable.

In the thick inky eyes, there was a heavy murderous aura rolling.

"The price of your dereliction of duty, do you choose the left eye or the right eye, huh?"

On the promenade, the cat jumped in through the window.

The soft paws touched the ground, the cat boy yawned lazily, his ears trembled slightly, and then he suddenly stood up, turned his head, and his round eyes flashed with a dark light, looking at the wooden door at the end of the corridor.

The cat master seemed to see something behind the wooden door, his paws moved, and he was originally curious to move forward, and lifted it halfway, but suddenly fell backwards.

Then, as if facing a great enemy, it erected the hair all over its body, and its back arched high, revealing its sharp teeth......

The next morning, after a hurried meal, Qiao Weihuan went upstairs first to change clothes.

came out neatly dressed, and in the corridor, he met He Zhengxiao in a straight suit.

"Out of the house?"

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs while tying her hair, and took the time to reply to him, "Well, go see my mother." ”

Fu Minglang is very efficient, and he replied this morning about what he explained yesterday, saying that the house is good. She went to make sure, and if nothing else, she could start going through the formalities and buying new furniture today, and Qiao's mother would also start packing.

After finishing other things, when I arrived at the old house, it was already noon.

When Sister-in-law Li saw Qiao Weihuan coming, she stopped talking with a look on her face, hesitated for a while, and said, "Miss, Mr. Mo is here." ”

On the second floor, the bedroom window is ajar, and the scent of plants and trees and the cheerful chirping of birds squeeze in through the gaps, filling the whole bedroom with a small burst of life.

Qiao's mother was in good spirits today, half lying on the rocking chair and talking to Mo Xilin, "Xiao Mo, Huan'er usually worries you, right?" ”

Qiao's mother knew that Mo Xilin was her future son-in-law, but she didn't go online, didn't watch TV, didn't read newspapers, and didn't know that Qiao Weihuan and Mo Xilin's breakup was making a big fuss, and Sister-in-law Li and Fu Minglang were afraid that she would worry, so they didn't specifically tell her about it.

Mo Xilin's brows moved slightly, and his tone was very calm: "Aunt Qiao, she is very sensible." ”

"Huan'er is very sensible......"

Qiao's mother exhaled almost inaudibly, and her long tone seemed to contain a thousand words, but it seemed to have no meaning. She looked out the window, hiding the blue sky and green trees outside, her eyes still dusty.

"She has suffered a lot in order to take care of me. Now that you take care of her, I can rest assured. ”

Moxilin's Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to speak, when the bedroom door was pushed open.

"Mom, I'm here."

Qiao Weihuan's voice was very soft, and there was a little coquettishness, which made people's hearts soften when they heard it.

But at that moment, Moxi clearly saw the pain flashing in Qiao's mother's eyes. He was stunned, and when he went to capture it again, Qiao's mother had already recovered her previous look.

Raising his eyes, Qiao Weihuan nodded to him, followed him in with a smile, squatted next to Qiao's mother, and gently beat her legs: "Mom, you are so good at enjoying it, I also want to bask in the sun as comfortably as you, but the light in my house is not as much as here, just enough to bask in the feet." ”

Qiao's mother said softly: "Lazy girl, what is there to bask in the sun." ”

"How comfortable it is to bask in the sun......"

Moxilin left the space for their mother and daughter, and went out silently.

When he left, Qiao Weihuan handed the water cup on the table to Qiao's mother and blinked, "Mom, after moving, will we live together?" ”

Qiao's mother paused slightly, and the smile on her face became lighter, "Okay, Mom also wants to live with you." ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart hurt dullly, and the fingers on the armrest shrank very tightly.

After chatting for a while, Qiao's mother was a little tired and wanted to take a nap, so Qiao Weihuan went out of the bedroom.

Instead of leaving immediately, she pressed her forehead against the weak door panel, closed her eyes, and imagined what would happen behind the door.

Qiao's mother was lying in a rocking chair, her arms were weakly resting on her knees, her eyes were dim, and her breathing was weak.

Just like the scene she had bumped into countless times, the bedside, the floor, the sofa, the stool...... If you meditate anywhere, you will be in a daze for a whole day, and you can forget the morning and dusk, but you will not forget the painful past.

She brought Mama Jo's body out of the nightmare, but her heart remained in the gray Manchester, in the faint cellar.

But at that time, despite being a ghost in the cellar, Qiao's mother was still struggling to survive. She still tried her best to look forward to it, refusing to give up her desire for life and freedom.

It was that childish escape that made Qiao's mother die in a cramped and filthy narrow alley.

- Mom, do you blame me?

She wanted to ask Qiao's mother countless times, and swallowed the questions countless times.

A pair of big hands grabbed Qiao Weihuan's shoulders and brought her back to her senses.

The vision was a little blurry, and the person on the side was tall and straight, with a gentle face.

Forcing back the tide in his eyes, he broke away from Mo Xilin's hand without a trace, and turned to go downstairs.

Moxilin's eyes darkened, and he followed her out of the villa.

It wasn't until he left the villa for a distance that Qiao Weihuan stopped, turned around and asked him, "Why did you come?" ”

"I went back to the old house today, and I happened to pass by, so I came in and said hello to Aunt Qiao."

Moxilin looked at her deeply, "You have a very bad face, what happened?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was dizzy from the noon sun, picked a clean stone, and was about to sit down, but Mo Xilin suddenly took off his coat and handed it to her, "The stone is cold, use this cushion to sit." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't take his coat, he sat up by himself, his eyes slowly raised, and fell on Mo Xilin's face.

Her face was still pale, her eyes were moist red, and the dense light hit her from top to bottom, making her look unreal and vulnerable.

But when she spoke, her tone was unusually firm, "Moxilin, let's not meet again." ”

Moxi's eyebrows skipped a beat, and his handsome face visibly froze, standing stiffly in place.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, "I thought we could still be friends." ”

Qiao Weihuan shook her head, "I don't make friends with men, and you are not suitable to be friends with women." ”

Moxi's chest rose and fell, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, his handsome eyebrows were pressed with surging emotions, and his voice was dry, "We can't be husband and wife, but there's no need to die old and not get along." I was very sorry for you before, and it is natural for you to blame me, and I want to make it up to you. ”

Guilt is too easy to confuse people's perceptual thinking, and they often roll into the "obsession" to confuse themselves, hurting others and hurting themselves.

Qiao Weihuan stood up, brushed off the dust on his pants, and said with a smile: "I said, I didn't blame you, so the person you should compensate for now is Lu Xiaoya, she followed you and suffered a lot of grievances." ”

"What about you?" Mo Xi moved at his feet and stood opposite Qiao Weihuan, "You follow the surname He, aren't you wronged?" ”

The man's face, which was as deep as the sea, unexpectedly appeared in his mind, making Qiao Weihuan's eyelashes tremble, "Why are you wronged?" I knew exactly what I was doing. ”

"Are you sure?"

Mo Xilin forced her eyes and said in a deep tone, "You didn't tell Aunt Qiao that we were separated, and you didn't tell her that you were with the surname He, why?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Qiao Weihuan raised his head, his face was not shocked, "The important thing is that we will never be able to." ”

Moxilin was stunned, his hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist.

What's he doing?

They have separated, and each has someone else, why does he insist on compensating Qiao Weihuan? And when you hear her say "impossible", you become angry?

Mo Xi looked at Qiao Weihuan's slender back attentively, took a few quick breaths, and then pinched his eyebrows fiercely.

Quickly left Qiao Weihuan's villa, returned to the Mo family's old mansion, opened the door of Gust's car, lowered his head to start the car, and then raised his eyes, a man appeared in front of the car without warning, with a straight suit and huge black lenses covering the fierce aura on his face.

The other party politely walked to the side and politely knocked on the car window.

Moxie furrowed his eyebrows and slowly rolled down the window.

"Mr. Mo, my husband has something for me to give you."

The other party slipped an unpretentious file bag through the crack in the car window, and Mo Xi thought for two seconds before taking it.

The man seemed to have just come to deliver the file bag, and without saying a word, he left directly.

Moxilin opened the file bag, and there were only a few thin sheets of paper inside.

On the home page, the four big words "diagnostic report" are eye-catching and dazzling.

Moxilin's pupils shrank when his gaze touched the name on the report.

He clenched the report, his knuckles straining too hard, squeezing a tore in the fragile paper.

- Chairman Mo, you have never seen the people around you clearly, nor have you seen yourself clearly.

The process of packing was very easy, Fu Minglang found a moving company, and together with their people, he was busy moving things to the car.

Qiao's mother stayed upstairs to rest, Qiao Weihuan held black beans and commanded at the door, and Fu Minglang carried a big box under his feet and passed by her. She stretched out a hand, caught the mobile phone that fell from the top of the box, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to put the phone away, in case I lose it, how can you work as an assistant." ”

When the phone fell, it was standing, Qiao Weihuan's palm just touched the power button, and the phone screen lit up immediately. She glanced at it, but she didn't see anything at all, so Fu Minglang quickly took the phone back and put it in his trouser pocket in a panic.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

But last night, when she was dreaming, she may have really made a noise to He Zhengxiao, and she still showed mercy and didn't move anymore, so that He Zhengxiao could sleep comfortably.

The room was quiet, the man's warm chest rose and fell faintly, his breathing was long and orderly, and the shallow echo in the quiet room, and the rhythm of a moment was like a comfortable calming song.

Qiao Weihuan listened and couldn't help but close her eyes.

When her breathing stabilized, He Zhengxiao silently withdrew his arm.

Get out of bed, put on your coat, and leave the bedroom.

On the dark corridor, the man's footsteps were silent, and the dim corridor lamp printed his slender body into a dark and cold shadow.

Push open the quaint wooden door at the end of the hallway, and walk down the narrow staircase to the basement.

There was only one light in the basement, and two burly men were on their knees.

Their hands were turned behind their backs, their muscles tucked into their fine-textured black suits. Hearing the inaudible sound of footsteps, the lowered head still did not dare to lift up.

If Qiao Weihuan was here, she would find that one of the kneeling people was the bodyguard who stopped Liang Ershao last time.

He Zhengxiao slowly stretched his fingers, and Uncle Zhong, who was standing at the end of the stairs, immediately handed over a pair of pure white gloves.

The women's little quarrels, he will not interfere, Qiao Weihuan can also handle it beautifully.

But it's another thing for a woman to be injured.

He Zhengxiao put on his gloves slowly and methodically, and the smile on the corners of his lips was unfathomable.

In the thick inky eyes, there was a heavy murderous aura rolling.

"The price of your dereliction of duty, do you choose the left eye or the right eye, huh?"

On the promenade, the cat jumped in through the window.

The soft paws touched the ground, the cat boy yawned lazily, his ears trembled slightly, and then he suddenly stood up, turned his head, and his round eyes flashed with a dark light, looking at the wooden door at the end of the corridor.

The cat master seemed to see something behind the wooden door, his paws moved, and he was originally curious to move forward, and lifted it halfway, but suddenly fell backwards.

Then, as if facing a great enemy, it erected the hair all over its body, and its back arched high, revealing its sharp teeth......

The next morning, after a hurried meal, Qiao Weihuan went upstairs first to change clothes.

came out neatly dressed, and in the corridor, he met He Zhengxiao in a straight suit.

"Out of the house?"

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs while tying her hair, and took the time to reply to him, "Well, go see my mother." ”

Fu Minglang is very efficient, and he replied this morning about what he explained yesterday, saying that the house is good. She went to make sure, and if nothing else, she could start going through the formalities and buying new furniture today, and Qiao's mother would also start packing.

After finishing other things, when I arrived at the old house, it was already noon.

When Sister-in-law Li saw Qiao Weihuan coming, she stopped talking with a look on her face, hesitated for a while, and said, "Miss, Mr. Mo is here." ”

On the second floor, the bedroom window is ajar, and the scent of plants and trees and the cheerful chirping of birds squeeze in through the gaps, filling the whole bedroom with a small burst of life.

Qiao's mother was in good spirits today, half lying on the rocking chair and talking to Mo Xilin, "Xiao Mo, Huan'er usually worries you, right?" ”

Qiao's mother knew that Mo Xilin was her future son-in-law, but she didn't go online, didn't watch TV, didn't read newspapers, and didn't know that Qiao Weihuan and Mo Xilin's breakup was making a big fuss, and Sister-in-law Li and Fu Minglang were afraid that she would worry, so they didn't specifically tell her about it.

Mo Xilin's brows moved slightly, and his tone was very calm: "Aunt Qiao, she is very sensible." ”

"Huan'er is very sensible......"

Qiao's mother exhaled almost inaudibly, and her long tone seemed to contain a thousand words, but it seemed to have no meaning. She looked out the window, hiding the blue sky and green trees outside, her eyes still dusty.

"She has suffered a lot in order to take care of me. Now that you take care of her, I can rest assured. ”

Moxilin's Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to speak, when the bedroom door was pushed open.

"Mom, I'm here."

Qiao Weihuan's voice was very soft, and there was a little coquettishness, which made people's hearts soften when they heard it.

But at that moment, Moxi clearly saw the pain flashing in Qiao's mother's eyes. He was stunned, and when he went to capture it again, Qiao's mother had already recovered her previous look.

Raising his eyes, Qiao Weihuan nodded to him, followed him in with a smile, squatted next to Qiao's mother, and gently beat her legs: "Mom, you are so good at enjoying it, I also want to bask in the sun as comfortably as you, but the light in my house is not as much as here, just enough to bask in the feet." ”

Qiao's mother said softly: "Lazy girl, what is there to bask in the sun." ”

"How comfortable it is to bask in the sun......"

Moxilin left the space for their mother and daughter, and went out silently.

When he left, Qiao Weihuan handed the water cup on the table to Qiao's mother and blinked, "Mom, after moving, will we live together?" ”

Qiao's mother paused slightly, and the smile on her face became lighter, "Okay, Mom also wants to live with you." ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart hurt dullly, and the fingers on the armrest shrank very tightly.

After chatting for a while, Qiao's mother was a little tired and wanted to take a nap, so Qiao Weihuan went out of the bedroom.

Instead of leaving immediately, she pressed her forehead against the weak door panel, closed her eyes, and imagined what would happen behind the door.

Qiao's mother was lying in a rocking chair, her arms were weakly resting on her knees, her eyes were dim, and her breathing was weak.

Just like the scene she had bumped into countless times, the bedside, the floor, the sofa, the stool...... If you meditate anywhere, you will be in a daze for a whole day, and you can forget the morning and dusk, but you will not forget the painful past.

She brought Mama Jo's body out of the nightmare, but her heart remained in the gray Manchester, in the faint cellar.

But at that time, despite being a ghost in the cellar, Qiao's mother was still struggling to survive. She still tried her best to look forward to it, refusing to give up her desire for life and freedom.

It was that childish escape that made Qiao's mother die in a cramped and filthy narrow alley.

- Mom, do you blame me?

She wanted to ask Qiao's mother countless times, and swallowed the questions countless times.

A pair of big hands grabbed Qiao Weihuan's shoulders and brought her back to her senses.

The vision was a little blurry, and the person on the side was tall and straight, with a gentle face.

Forcing back the tide in his eyes, he broke away from Mo Xilin's hand without a trace, and turned to go downstairs.

Moxilin's eyes darkened, and he followed her out of the villa.

It wasn't until he left the villa for a distance that Qiao Weihuan stopped, turned around and asked him, "Why did you come?" ”

"I went back to the old house today, and I happened to pass by, so I came in and said hello to Aunt Qiao."

Moxilin looked at her deeply, "You have a very bad face, what happened?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was dizzy from the noon sun, picked a clean stone, and was about to sit down, but Mo Xilin suddenly took off his coat and handed it to her, "The stone is cold, use this cushion to sit." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't take his coat, he sat up by himself, his eyes slowly raised, and fell on Mo Xilin's face.

Her face was still pale, her eyes were moist red, and the dense light hit her from top to bottom, making her look unreal and vulnerable.

But when she spoke, her tone was unusually firm, "Moxilin, let's not meet again." ”

Moxi's eyebrows skipped a beat, and his handsome face visibly froze, standing stiffly in place.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, "I thought we could still be friends." ”

Qiao Weihuan shook her head, "I don't make friends with men, and you are not suitable to be friends with women." ”

Moxi's chest rose and fell, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, his handsome eyebrows were pressed with surging emotions, and his voice was dry, "We can't be husband and wife, but there's no need to die old and not get along." I was very sorry for you before, and it is natural for you to blame me, and I want to make it up to you. ”

Guilt is too easy to confuse people's perceptual thinking, and they often roll into the "obsession" to confuse themselves, hurting others and hurting themselves.

Qiao Weihuan stood up, brushed off the dust on his pants, and said with a smile: "I said, I didn't blame you, so the person you should compensate for now is Lu Xiaoya, she followed you and suffered a lot of grievances." ”

"What about you?" Mo Xi moved at his feet and stood opposite Qiao Weihuan, "You follow the surname He, aren't you wronged?" ”

The man's face, which was as deep as the sea, unexpectedly appeared in his mind, making Qiao Weihuan's eyelashes tremble, "Why are you wronged?" I knew exactly what I was doing. ”

"Are you sure?"

Mo Xilin forced her eyes and said in a deep tone, "You didn't tell Aunt Qiao that we were separated, and you didn't tell her that you were with the surname He, why?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Qiao Weihuan raised his head, his face was not shocked, "The important thing is that we will never be able to." ”

Moxilin was stunned, his hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist.

What's he doing?

They have separated, and each has someone else, why does he insist on compensating Qiao Weihuan? And when you hear her say "impossible", you become angry?

Mo Xi looked at Qiao Weihuan's slender back attentively, took a few quick breaths, and then pinched his eyebrows fiercely.

Quickly left Qiao Weihuan's villa, returned to the Mo family's old mansion, opened the door of Gust's car, lowered his head to start the car, and then raised his eyes, a man appeared in front of the car without warning, with a straight suit and huge black lenses covering the fierce aura on his face.

The other party politely walked to the side and politely knocked on the car window.

Moxie furrowed his eyebrows and slowly rolled down the window.

"Mr. Mo, my husband has something for me to give you."

The other party slipped an unpretentious file bag through the crack in the car window, and Mo Xi thought for two seconds before taking it.

The man seemed to have just come to deliver the file bag, and without saying a word, he left directly.

Moxilin opened the file bag, and there were only a few thin sheets of paper inside.

On the home page, the four big words "diagnostic report" are eye-catching and dazzling.

Moxilin's pupils shrank when his gaze touched the name on the report.

He clenched the report, his knuckles straining too hard, squeezing a tore in the fragile paper.

- Chairman Mo, you have never seen the people around you clearly, nor have you seen yourself clearly.

The process of packing was very easy, Fu Minglang found a moving company, and together with their people, he was busy moving things to the car.

Qiao's mother stayed upstairs to rest, Qiao Weihuan held black beans and commanded at the door, and Fu Minglang carried a big box under his feet and passed by her. She stretched out a hand, caught the mobile phone that fell from the top of the box, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to put the phone away, in case I lose it, how can you work as an assistant." ”

When the phone fell, it was standing, Qiao Weihuan's palm just touched the power button, and the phone screen lit up immediately. She glanced at it, but she didn't see anything at all, so Fu Minglang quickly took the phone back and put it in his trouser pocket in a panic.

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