Mo Jiu and Ling Banxia's trip has ended, and the two have successfully returned to New York.

"Are you tired?" Mo Jiu asked.

"I'm not tired, I'm happy." Ling Banxia was smiling all the way, and he is still so.

It was night, and when Ling Banxia entered the house and reached out to turn on the light, he found that it couldn't be opened.

"Huh? Why can't the lights come on? ”

"Maybe it's tripping, I'll take a look." Soon after Mo Jiu left, the house suddenly became brightly lit.

The scene in front of her almost made Ling Banxia's jaw drop, all kinds of neon lights and fragrant flowers decorated every corner of the room.

In the center, on a crystal clear shelf, a delicate pink lip cake is placed, and on one side is a swaying pink champagne. What was even more surprising was the girl's exclusive chopping area on the side, and the dazzling array of cosmetics and jewelry dazzled Ling Banxia.

Mo Jiu returned to her and walked to the table with Ling Banxia, who was already sluggish, where there was a drawing board, on which a white wedding dress was drawn, just looking at the picture, Ling Banxia was already fascinated by its ingenious design, it was not too decorated, but it was very gorgeous, it was complex but decently cut, and at a glance you knew that the designer had put a lot of effort into it.

Mo Jiu said to her: "I designed this wedding dress by myself, but I'm sorry I didn't have time to make it for you myself." ”

Ling Banxia was already moved to tears, Mo Jiu wiped the tears from her face and continued, "When my sister gets married, I hope you can put it on." ”

In fact, my brother is reluctant to marry you off, but no matter how much he doesn't want to face it, he has to face it, it's not that he doesn't want to take care of his sister for a lifetime, but no matter what, he can't give his sister what her husband can give her, so ......

Mo Jiu took a breath, pressed the sadness in his heart, laughed again, and said, "I taught you to make up, taught you to distinguish fashion, taught you how to dress up, and then gave these things to you, you will be more willing to accept them." ”

Ling Banxia threw herself into his arms and cried with joy.

Mo Jiu hugged her, reached out to stroke her head, and said softly: "If I can't be by your side anymore, you have to always dress up beautifully, and live beautifully." Remember? ”

Ling Banxia whimpered and promised, "I remember." ”

On this night, the two of them almost didn't sleep all night, and they carnivaled until the early hours of the morning, and Ling Banxia didn't have the strength to play anymore, so he quickly fell asleep after taking a bath.

When he woke up the next day, Ling Banxia got up and stretched out.

Just as I was washing up and about to change clothes, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiao Xia, are you awake?"

"Well, brother, come in."

"It's already ten o'clock, little lazy cat." Mo Jiu walked in and reached out to rub her hair.

Ling Banxia had a lazy smile on her face.

Mo Jiu suddenly noticed the travel bag she kept next to the bed, because she had not had time to finish packing her things yesterday to celebrate her birthday, and there was the brown bear in it.

"You...... Have you always carried this bear with you? Seeing it now, Mo Jiu will unconsciously panic, for fear that Xiao Xia will remember it.

"Hmm. I still dreamed of the person who gave it away! ”

Mo Jiu's hand stopped in mid-air, then slowly withdrew it, and asked tentatively, "Is it?" So, what kind of person is he? ”

Ling Banxia shook his head: "I can't remember clearly, I just remember that he was a child." ”

Mo Jiu smiled, a little relieved.

The doorbell rang, and Ling Banxia ran to open the door as if he knew who it was.

Sure enough, outside the door was my mother who received the news that she had returned.

"Mother...... mother and daughter haven't seen each other for so long, Ling Banxia really misses her mother, so she hugged Fang Yachun.

On the other side, Mo Jiu, as if he had seen some terrible devil, hurriedly turned around, and his usual quiet elegance was shattered in an instant. How could he have imagined that his mother would appear in front of him like this, and he was not even mentally prepared at all.

There are too many uncertainties in life, and these uncertainties, too many are unbearable.

"Mom, I miss you so much." Ling Banxia hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Mom misses you too, come, let Mom see." Fang Yachun took a closer look at her daughter and found that she had really changed a lot, and couldn't help but praise:

"Ouch, Natsu-chan, you've become pretty. It's a lot prettier! The complexion is also better! ”

"Thanks to my roommate." Ling Banxia turned around and wanted to call him, "Mo ......"

Just as Xiao Xia was about to call out her name, Mo Jiu interrupted her: "That, you and your mother have a good chat, I, I, I'll go back to the house first." ”

Mo Jiu ran into his room as if he was running away.

"Hey......" Ling Banxia just wanted to stop him, but the door was already closed.

Ling Banxia was stunned, he had never seen him look so panicked, what was going on? I wanted to surprise him and let him get to know his mother, but ......

Looking at him now, Ling Banxia began to wonder if he knew his mother in the first place.

"What's wrong with this kid?" Fang Yachun was shocked.

"I don't know. Mom, you sit down first, I'll go see him. ”

Fang Yachun suddenly reproached: "You kid, there are boys here, look at you now!" I changed my clothes and went again. ”

"Oh."

Ling Banxia ran to her room to change her clothes, and when she just walked to the door and knocked on the door a few times, the door suddenly opened from the inside, Mo Jiu stretched out her hand, pulled her into the house, and closed the door.

"Why did your mother come here all of a sudden?" Mo Jiu asked, his brow furrowed.

"I told my mom that I'm back."

"Then again, what's wrong with you? Seem scared? Seeing that his expression was becoming more and more wrong, Ling Banxia became more and more suspicious.

Mo Jiu's expression froze, and suddenly a smile appeared, and he explained, "No, no. Actually, I'm just a little ...... A bit of a surprise. ”

Ling Banxia was skeptical this time, if it was usual, she would believe his words.

"By the way, in front of your mother, you should call me by my English name."

"Why? I'm not used to your English name! ”

"Then go ahead and call me 'brother.'" No matter what it's called, just don't call it "Mo Jiu", my mother knows his name.

Ling Banxia smiled: "This is okay. ”

If the mother knows that the boy actually thinks of herself as a sister, it can not only reassure the mother, but also not let the mother misunderstand that they are lovers.

"Mom, we're here." Ling Banxia came out of the room with him.

Fang Yachun sat opposite them and said to Mo Jiu with a smile, "Thank you for taking care of my daughter." ”

"You're kind Auntie." Mo Jiu lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her, and his palms began to sweat.

Mo Jiu grew up, Fang Yachun couldn't recognize him anymore, but vaguely felt that this child was very familiar.

"At noon today, Auntie cooks for you, just as Auntie thank you for always helping me take care of my daughter."

Seeing that his mother was about to go to the kitchen, Mo Jiu also hurriedly stood up and said, "No need......"

It's the first time in so many years that I've looked at my mother so closely.

She is getting older, her face has more wrinkles, her body is weaker and thinner, and she no longer has the demeanor and temperament of her youth. But it doesn't matter, my mother will always be the most beautiful in my heart. Mo Jiu just felt distressed, her mother brought up her sister alone, and she must have suffered a lot. He wanted to go back to his mother many times, but he didn't have the courage, and even if he mustered up the courage a few times, he was stopped by Darren.

Fang Yachun said, "You're welcome, try Auntie's craftsmanship." ”

Ling Banxia ran to get something, "Mom, I'll help you bring the dishes in." When we came back from Los Angeles yesterday, we bought a lot of food. ”

"Okay."

Mo Jiu looked at their backs, and her tears finally broke the embankment.

That rainy night, the tragedy, and the chill when I was driven away by my mother, rolled in my body together, and was warmed by my mother's love in the past, and the two feelings were complicated and intertwined, leaving only pain and helplessness.

"Go back to your room and rest, I'll help."

Ling Banxia looked at her mother, looked at him, and finally nodded and went to her room.

Fang Yachun said to Mo Jiu who walked in: "You don't need to help, you and Xiao Xia can just go and rest together." ”

"Well, because I'm a little hungry, if the two of us cook together, we can be faster."

"Oh, that's right. All right. Then help Auntie wash the vegetables on the ground. ”

"Hmm." Mo Jiu nodded, squatted down to pick up the vegetables on the ground, and was still in a trance.

Mo Jiu didn't care about washing vegetables at all, and Yu Guang kept glancing at Fang Yachun, and found that she was always looking at herself.

"You, why do you keep staring at me?" Mo Jiu asked, still not daring to look at his mother.

Fang Yachun smiled awkwardly and explained: "I'm sorry, Auntie just looks at you more and more I feel that you look like someone I know." Especially these eyes! ”

Mo Jiu's movements stagnated for a long time.

"Yes......" He still clearly remembers that his mother had said when he met him at the orphanage that his peach blossom eyes were very beautiful.

"Then, Auntie, the person you know, who is he?" Mo Jiu tried to restrain his crying and asked.

Fang Yachun shook his head: "It's all over, it's not important." ”

Mo Jiu heard a sudden "bang" of something in his heart, which became scattered fragments, and the only remaining illusions were shattered.

He thought that after so many years, his mother's hatred for himself would fade a little; He thought his mother would think of himself. But......

It's all just fantasy.

Mom still hates herself, so much that she doesn't want to mention it. In his mother's heart, he is no longer an important person.

Thinking about this, a bone-chilling pain hit him like Mount Tai was overwhelming, forcing Mo Jiu to use all his strength to stop the tears that fell.

It's not that Fang Yachun doesn't want to admit that it's his son, but he doesn't know that the person in front of him is Mo Jiu yet, and he is worried that after he hears it from him, he will let his daughter know that she has an older brother, which will evoke her sad memory.

She suddenly heard something, followed the sound and looked at it, and found that Mo Jiu had turned his face away, and the sound was coming from him.

"Kid, what's wrong with you?" Of course, Fang Yachun sensed that he was crying.

Mo Jiu slowly turned his head, his face already full of tears.

"Why are you crying?" Fang Yachun was surprised and reached out to wipe away his tears.

Mo Jiu remembered that the last time his mother wiped his tears, it was after he told her about the unfair treatment he suffered and the experience of being driven away in his original family.

"I, can I hug you?" Mo Jiu's heart was still bleeding, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't bear it, so he asked him to cherish his mother's arms again.

Fang Yachun stood in place, looking at him in a daze, not knowing what was wrong with him, and not knowing why he made this request.

However, she is a mother after all, no matter what the answers to the questions she just thought of, looking at this child crying like this, how could she refuse his request.

And, I don't know why, this child feels so kind to her.

Mo Jiu saw her mother's soft lips gradually raised, she approached her little by little, and hugged him with open arms.

When he grew up, his mother was no longer as tall as him, and he wrapped his arms around his arms and held his mother in his arms.