Chapter 32: Don't Remember Me Alone
"You're welcome, just have a meal. Now you, let's feel the weight of your crown. β
Shen Mingjin's words seemed to be ridiculed and ridiculed, Mo Jiu could hear that his words had obvious slight malice, and he knew that he just wanted to make trouble for himself.
The phone had already hung up, and Mo Jiu said viciously into the phone: "Shen Mingjin, I curse you for drinking milk tea without a straw in your life!" β
He slapped his phone on the table and made a heavy noise.
Ling Banxia said on the other side: "You don't have to have a straw to drink milk tea, I just use it." β
Mo Jiu threw a resentful look at her.
Ling Banxia hurriedly lowered his head and went to eat.
It was nearly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night in Beilan City, and Fang Yachun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. In my mind, I think of a picture from more than ten years ago like a movie.
"Mom, this is for you." The little boy handed a necklace made of shells to Fang Yachun in his hand.
Fang Yachun took it, her eyes lit up, "Is this what you did?" β
"Well, happy birthday Mom." A smile was written on the little boy's fleshy face.
"It's so beautiful!" Fang Yachun kissed him heavily on the cheek, hugged him, and smiled happily, "Thank you, son." β
The little boy was in Fang Yachun's arms, looked at her and said, "Mom, when I grow up and make money, I will buy you a real diamond necklace every year for your birthday." β
Fang Yachun's smile widened, stroked his head and said, "Mom doesn't want a real diamond necklace, Mom likes this." β
After the child disappeared, in the first few days, Fang Yachun's whole person collapsed.
"I'm really sorry, Ms. Fang, there is still no progress in the case."
"Yachun, don't call, we don't know where that kid is!"
"I'm sorry, Yachun, we still don't have any useful news."
"Please take a look, this is my son, please contact me if you see it."
"I'm sorry, please take a look, this is my son, please contact me if you see it."
β¦β¦
She went crazy looking for help, not only asking her relatives, friends and colleagues for help, but also handing out bills on the street, and going to the police station every day to inquire about the progress of the case.
For more than ten years, every time she thinks of this experience, Fang Yachun will cry silently.
There is nothing more painful for a mother than the loss of a child.
Ling Banxia and Mo Jiu had already finished their lunch, and the two of them sorted out the dishes together.
"By the way, who is this Shen Mingjin?"
"My friend."
"Why do you have so many friends?"
"Many? Who else is there besides Mu Yan and Shen Mingjin? β
"......," Ling Banxia pondered, and then smiled awkwardly, "It seems to be gone." β
"It's like, it's gone." Mo Jiu took two plates into the kitchen.
Ling Banxia suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "Wait! What about me? β
"You're my sister."
Mo Jiu's words made Ling Banxia fall into the misty jungle.
"Sister? Why? Because I live under the same roof as you? β
"Well, so to speak."
"Living together is my sister?" Ling Banxia just said it casually, but he didn't expect him to answer along with this joke.
"What else else? Partner? β
"Nasty!" Ling Banxia immediately blushed, put the things in his hand in the dishwasher and ran away.
Mo Jiu looked at her back and was stunned for a moment.
She really doesn't remember!
It's good if you don't remember!
Remember love, remember time, but don't remember me.
Mo Jiu was shocked back to his senses by the ringing of his mobile phone.
"Hey, Mu Yan...... Well, I see, someone just sent me a message from your email. β
"Who did it? You know what? Mu Yan was pruning flowers at home, his phone was set aside, and his hands-free was on. I just found out that my laptop was hacked by hackers, but I couldn't crack it with my own technology, so I called Mo Jiu and wanted to ask him for help.
"I don't know, there are a lot of people who know this technology." Of course, Mo Jiu knew that it was Shen Mingjin who did it, but he deliberately concealed it for him.
Mu Yan just let out a laugh and didn't say anything.
Mo Jiu sensed that she had discovered something, and quickly changed the subject: "Is there still a problem with your computer?" I'll fix it for you. β
"No thanks." Mu Yan pressed the hang up button and continued to trim the bottle of foxtail lily.
Mo Jiu put down his phone, he knew that she had found out, and she also knew that he wanted to hide it. But no one said it.
"Why did you attack Mu Yan's computer?" Mo Jiu called over and asked Shen Mingjin.
Shen Mingjin sat on the chair, and his words were provocative: "A colleague told me that two months ago, he saw the two of you in London, England, and heard you confess to her. How? Do you want to get back together with her? β
"Is that your reason?" Mo Jiu didn't know what it was like in his heart, he was obviously angry, but he still couldn't hate this friend.
Perhaps his own emotions have caused an irreparable tragedy for this friend, and now Mo Jiu can no longer have too much emotion towards him.
Shen Mingjin hooked his lips, "Sure enough, I saw a photo of you playing together in the UK on her computer." β
He looked at a photo on the computer in front of him, and the two people in the group photo, their whole bodies were full of sunshine, so enthusiastic and cheerful.
Seeing that Shen Mingjin was angry in his heart, he especially remembered his deceased girlfriend, he loved her so much, but now, he was so hurt by his best brother that they could no longer be together.
Mo Jiu said: "Ming Jin, it is no longer possible for me and Mu Yan!" β
"My colleague said he heard it very clearly, and you said to her unequivocally, 'I like you.'"
"He's wrong!"
Shen Mingjin couldn't help but laugh out loud, he could actually make up such a believable lie.
"I said Geoffrey, you've been getting stupid lately."
"Believe it or not." Mo Jiu said a little helplessly.
"Forget it, just let me be naΓ―ve." Shen Mingjin also knew that it was boring to do this, but he couldn't help it, while he didn't want to lose this friend, he still missed his deceased lover.
"Mingjin ......" Mo Jiu wanted to say something, but Shen Mingjin didn't want to say any more:
"I'm going to work, and I still haven't dealt with the case."
"Hey ......"
"Grandpa Daeron, you're here."
The salutation in Ling Banxia's mouth made Mo Jiu's nerves tense all over his body, and he quickly retracted his thoughts and ran to the living room.
Seeing him, Mo Jiu's face quickly sank: "What are you doing here?" β
Darren's smile was very strange, and he said half-teasingly and half-seriously, "Do you talk to your teacher like this?" β
"You're not welcome here." Mo Jiu has given an eviction order.
"Don't do that! ......" Ling Banxia pulled his sleeve and persuaded.
"Don't expect anything from this old fellow!" Mo Jiu said, there was hatred in his tone that couldn't be hidden.
"Well, Grandpa Daeron, sit down first." Ling Banxia said curtly.
"Okay." Darren smiled and nodded, looking kind.
But this appearance is really disgusting to Mo Jiu.
He snapped, "No! Let's say something like that. Please leave. β
"Sit down, sit down, talk." Ling Banxia still tried his best to persuade.
"It's still this little girl who knows how to respect the elderly." Daeron said something appreciative or sarcastic, and sat down on the couch.
Mo Jiu sneered: "That's right! I don't respect the elderly! I'm an orphan and don't know how to get along with my elders! The people who raised me didn't teach me this. β
"Say less! Sit down! Ling Banxia dragged him to the sofa, then poured a glass of water and handed it to Daren.
"These days, the people looking for you are going to break through the threshold, right?"
Mo Jiu snorted, "Thanks to you." β
"Presumably, you shouldn't look down on them, so let's go back to the CK Group." Again, this tone, not a request but an order.
Mo Jiu laughed thoroughly: "I'm sorry, forgive me for being unable to obey!" Because I don't want to be your tool anymore and at your mercy. β
Dai Lun seemed to have thought that Mo Jiu would refuse, and he had been prepared for it.
He looked at Ling Banxia on the side, and pretended to ask: "Little girl, your mother is a quality inspector in Huacheng Company in Beilan City, right?" β
"You ......" Before Ling Banxia's word "yes" could be spoken, Mo Jiu suddenly bounced up from the sofa, glared at him and gritted his teeth and scolded, "Despicable! β
Ling Banxia looked at him in shock, and before he could react to what was going on, the words he was about to say were forced to stop in his throat.
"It's the kindness of too many of your women! It's up to you to take the consequences! "Daeron is always so calm, because as long as it is what he believes, he will do whatever it takes, so there is nothing worth worrying about him.
Mo Jiu clenched his fists tightly, trying to restrain his emotions, "I'll go over tomorrow." β
Daren smiled with satisfaction, stood up and said, "I'll wait for you." β
After he left, Ling Banxia also stood up and asked Mo Jiu on the side, "He...... Are you threatening you with my mother? β
Mo Jiu said hatefully: "See? This old man is a devil! β
What shocked Ling Banxia was not Dai Ran's methods, but also Mo Jiu, who seemed to be even more excited and scared than himself.
But what Grandpa Daren said was his mother! β¦β¦
Ling Qichen got up early the next day, prepared his mother's breakfast, left a note, and went to school to start training in the dance studio.
He didn't return to the classroom until the bell rang for the end of the morning reading.
It's summer, and although the dance studio is air-conditioned, Ling Qichen is still sweating profusely.
"Ling Qichen, I heard that you are going to participate in the dance competition in the city?" The boy sitting next to him asked.
"Hmm." Ling Qichen replied simply.
"Did you just come back from training? Look at you sweating! The boy handed him a few tissues, "Let's wipe them." β
Ling Qichen took it and said "thank you".
"Ling Qichen, are you tired of training? Come, I've bought you water. β
"What's so good about water! Ling Qichen, drink ice cola. β
"Ling Qichen, I prepared a wet towel for you to wipe your sweat."
Looking at this group of girls, Ling Qichen was at a loss: "Thank you...... Thank you...... Thank you! Well, let's go change your clothes, the first period is almost in class. β