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In April of this year, Mo Boyao was far away in Berlin, Germany, but heard the news. When he received a call from Steward Zhao. I didn't come back to my senses at once. On the other end, it was still Steward Zhao's voice, shouting repeatedly, "Young Master Bai Yao, master, please return to China......"

Mo Boyao just replied with four words, "Please tell him for me that I am doing business abroad now and will not come back in the short term." ”

He wants to see him?

So, he had to rush back to see him?

In all the time of his youth, how much time was he by his mother and his side?

Mo Boyao laughed.

After more than ten days, Mo Boyao was still staying in Berlin, and Steward Zhao's call came again. This time, he informed, "Young Master Bai Yao, the old man is sick, please return to China." ”

"I see." Mo Boyao replied, he didn't answer accurately and hung up.

He knew he was sick.

Although we have never met. However, there are still traces of his illness, and some things can be heard.

Just because he's sick, he's going to see him?

This reminded Mo Baiyao of his mother, her mother was still waiting for him before she died, waiting for the person in her heart. It was the spring day after the New Year, and his father was still in the Mo family's old mansion, and there was no way to come by the other woman's side.

That spring day was the most painful time for Mo Boyao, and it was the scene he was most reluctant to look back on.

Although the spring sun is good, it sprinkles on my mother's cheeks, and her old face, which has been withered and aged because of the torture of illness, has become so old and haggard. In all of Mo Boyao's memories. The mother was always pale. Because she takes medicine all year round, her health is not good all the year round, and I heard that it is the root of the disease that she has brought since she was a child, so she can't be cured, so the doctor is even more perennial.

Only at this moment, the sun was so dazzling, Mo Boyao seemed to remember his mother's shout, and her smile would make him feel like a pain in his heart.

His mother was calling his name, Bai Yao.

She struggled so hard and said that her mother was fine...... Mommy will be fine...... Don't you worry......

Mo Boyao nodded.

He was speechless, let alone able to speak.

It's just that when the condition became more and more serious, but she suppressed it and didn't let anyone say it, Mo Boyao finally shouted angrily, why didn't he come? He doesn't know you're sick!

His mother took his hand, and she was still persuading him, telling him that she was fine, and even asking him not to blame, but to blame his father.

But why is that?

He should be by her side. When she's sick, when she's most needed!

Mo Boyao was extremely angry, looking at his mother's sick and weak body, his heart was trembling Mom, when you are well, when I grow up, I will take you away! I'll take you out of here, the two of us go to a place where no one knows each other, I'm going to work hard, I'm going to give you the best life, the best life I can give!

Mother's eyes were very red, but she smiled but said Mommy knows, Mom knows that you are a good boy...... But Bai Yao, he has always been your father, you are his son, your surname is Mo, there is no way to change it. Bai Yao, my mother doesn't want to go, and she can't go......

The incomprehensible attachment and insistence, everything seemed to be twisted, everything was like thorns covered with thorns, whipping towards his body. He was already angry, but he lost his mind in an instant, Mo Baiyao shouted to his mother, why don't you leave? Why not leave? You say he's my dad, is he really? Did he marry you? Does he attend parent-teacher conferences every year? Every time I fill in my resume, my father will always be vacant in the parent column, so is this also my father!

Extremely angry, Mo Boyao swore that I don't have such a father! If you don't come with me, then you're not my mother either!

However, Mo Boyao, who was only 12 years old, shouted at his mother, and that was the only time he had a big fight with his mother, and he rushed out of the door.

On that spring day, Mo Boyao never reconciled with his mother.

It was also on that spring day that his mother died suddenly, and when he got home from school, his mother had already gone. Mother was lying there, on that bed, she seemed to be just asleep, not dead at all. His father appeared at the bedside, standing in front of the bed, a silent figure. Download the full works.. Please come here to read this book

Mo Boyao only heard the doctor at home talking about Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, the young lady has passed away, and I couldn't let her wait until you and the young master come back and see each other again......

Therefore, he didn't have time to see his mother, so even if his father came, he didn't let his mother wait.

Mo Boyao seemed to be broken, that was the first time he shouted at his father You go, my mother and I don't need you! You go back to Mo's house, that's your home!

That was also the first time Mo Boyao saw his father Mo Shengquan, looking at him with such guilty and lonely eyes, and he told him that I was late.

He never came late, from every moment to every moment as long as he could remember, his heart was never here, never on his mother. In fact, he just never came.

It was also on that spring day that Mo Boyao attended his mother's funeral, although his father was accompanied, but Mo Boyao felt that the funeral was exceptionally quiet. From that time on, Mo Boyao realized that in fact, spring was not as beautiful as he imagined, there was only pain, only pain.

After the death of his mother, Mok was taken back to Hong Kong City, and later enrolled in school and even went abroad to study.

He will never forget that at the funeral on that day, he said to his father that I will not forgive you if I die!

To this day, Mo Boyao still has not forgotten the oath of the year, and he remembers it vividly.

So, why did he go to visit him, who was already seriously ill, and how could he ever think about his mother back then?

That's his retribution, he deserves it!

Therefore, when Mo Si called to complain, when Su Nan, Luo Zheng and even Mo Yuyu called to complain, Mo Boyao was unmoved.

Time flies in the blink of an eye, and it's already May.

In Berlin in May, the weather is still relatively sunny.

This afternoon, Mo Boyao had just returned to the hotel where he was staying, but he saw a person sitting in the suite, he was waiting there, he turned out to be Mo Zhengyan.

Mo Zhengyan sat there quietly, he had obviously been waiting for a long time, and today he appeared, Mo Baiyao stared, and sure enough, he heard him say, "My father is critically ill." ”

Mo Boyao's heart froze, if even Mo Zhengyan would come, then it is conceivable that the situation has reached an unpredictable point. His eyes were calm, and he said coldly, "People are going to die, it's just a matter of time." ”

Everyone will have a place to return, and perhaps that side of the grave will return forever, and the final return will only be a little later and earlier. That was also what his mother said to him when he was still there, but Mo Boyao didn't understand it at that time, but now he understands it.

Mo Zhengyan looked at him for a long time, and said in silence, "Second aunt has been in poor health, and she left early." ”

He suddenly mentioned his mother and asked Mo Boyao to stop, and Mo Zhengyan said again, "When you left, you were still in school, and you didn't see him for the last time, don't you regret it?" ”

Mo Boyao's feet were nailed to the floor, and his voice resounded overhead, "If you don't regret it, don't go back." Dr. Wu said that his father would not last more than three days. I've booked my ticket, and I'll take off in an hour, whether you come or not. ”

I can't last three days, and it's like being hooked by death, and it's like the last countdown.

Do you regret it?

Mo Baiyao once asked himself thousands of times if he had ever regretted it, and remembered the past every day after his mother's death.

The answer was suddenly clear.

Every day, every day is regretted.

If only I hadn't quarreled with my mother that day, if I hadn't lost my temper at that time, if only I could bring her laughter when my mother was leaving, even if she wasn't really happy, even if the person she was waiting for didn't come.

Mo Baiyao regretted it all the time.

At the airport in Berlin, in the VIP lounge, it is already boarding time, and they are about to leave one after another. Mo Zhengyan got up and entered the Yongdao, Mo Boyao saw it, and suddenly someone noticed him, it was the special assistant Qi Jian, "Mr. Mo, it's Mr. Yao who is here." ”

Mo Boyao returned to Hong Kong City in this way, and he came to the Mo Mansion, to the Mo Mansion that his mother had never entered. Such magnificence, but such solemn loneliness, it seems not to be a house, but like a dungeon.

I learned from the housekeeper that my father was already in a continuous coma, he was sick, not light, and people of this age would always have some pain, but this illness did not seem to be a day or two. It's just that at this time, it will eventually be sick.

Mo Boyao finally met Mo Shengquan.

In the bedroom he was lying quietly, but still smiling, not like they said, he was critically ill, but at the moment, it seemed really good.

Mo Boyao suddenly felt deceived, but the doctor said, "I'm afraid it's the last return." ”

The father talked to everyone, talked to everyone individually, and called him at the end, "Bai Yao." ”

Su Nan withdrew, "Second brother, go ahead, Dad calls you." "Huge pounds.

Mo Boyao entered in a daze, he came to the bedside, but suddenly there was a feeling of stalemate, and he couldn't open his mouth.

His father was lying down, and he patted the bedside and motioned for him to sit down, but Mo Baiyao stiffened and refused to sit down. He was still smiling, but no longer reluctantly, only that sigh, a long eruption.

Mo Baiyao was silent, and in that dim gaze, Mo Shengquan said slowly, "Baiyao, there are so many younger brothers and sisters below you, although everyone has to care about your eldest brother, it is inevitable that he will not be able to take care of him." You are the second brother, you have to take care of it. Also, no matter how you fight with your eldest brother and your family, you always have to remember that this is your home. ”

"Also, your sixth aunt and I are just good friends, those twin children, they are not my children. I have already told your eldest brother about this, and now I will tell you that although they are not your own brothers, you must also take good care of them. As if to explain the aftermath, he said something that made people stunned.

Sixth aunt's twin brother, not their own brother? Mo Baiyao couldn't believe it, and suddenly his heart palpitated and he was even more frightened, "So, aren't we your sons either?" That's great! ”

"A few of you, your eldest brother, you, Si Nian, Nan'er, and Lu Yu, are brothers." Mo Shengquan made it clear and said to his eyes, "You hate me, I know, but you are a child of the Mo family, it is a true fact!" ”

The male voice that was not heavy was categorical and unquestionable, which silenced Mo Baiyao.

"You won't forgive me, and I know it." He said slowly, never so low, "Your mother died because I didn't have time to see her. It's just that so many years have passed, and you forget about it. ”

Suddenly, the heartstrings were stirred, and Mo Baiyao asked rhetorically, "How can you forget?" ”

Father looked at him for a long time, but in that long gaze, he said in a compromise, "Some things can't be forgotten, you can't forget it, it's just that when your mother left, you didn't see her for the last time, don't blame yourself, it's probably destined." ”

His sudden mention caught Mo Boyao off guard.

What is destined, it is really ridiculous, so he is destined to be a child of the Mo family, but his name is not right, he will be ridiculed and ridiculed all his life, he has no way to see his mother for the last time, it is all destined. Is this what Heaven is going to punish him like this, to make him feel pain?

"If you have to blame, you can blame me." He muttered that.

Mo Boyao was a little unacceptable for a moment, why did he suddenly say this, why he couldn't move as if a sword had hit him.

"But you also have a choice, choose your own life." Only in that smile, he said to him.

Everything has become a mess, what else is there in his life, an illegitimate child who is not recognized, an identity that can never be recognized, the Mo family, the huge Jiuyuan group, all this makes him so disgusted, they will not know how much he hates himself, and hates that he is a member of the Mo family.

But he said that he still had a choice, to choose his own life.

Oh, how will he choose?

On the third day after returning to China, Mo Boyao received an urgent call from his father, and arrived with several brothers and sisters of the Mo family.

It was a flashback, and after explaining everything, my father fell into a coma.

A room full of people gathered in that bedroom, a group of people in the dark, suddenly couldn't see who was who, but when they got closer, they still saw the man lying on the big bed, his eyes closed, and the spirit of the past was gone. He was so quiet, it was like he was unconscious.

It was only in his sleep that I vaguely heard him shouting, "My picture...... Give me my picture ......"

Everyone got closer to listen, what photos he was looking for, but now he was rummaging through the cabinets, and Mrs. Mo ordered everyone to find photos. The father had lost his sobriety, and in the end, Uncle Chong found the photo for his father, which was hidden behind the wall, and took down the photo.

Everyone was curious about what kind of photo it was.

Mo Baiyao is also watching.

But when he saw Uncle Chong put the photo in his father's hands, he was originally delirious, but he used all his strength to look at it, to look at the photo, to see who that person was, he seemed to be relieved, and finally seemed to no longer hesitate and regret, and finally could leave.

He hugged the picture like that, and fell asleep, no more pain.

Doctor Wu came to do the examination, and he announced to everyone in a heavy voice, "I'm sorry, madam, young masters, young masters, the master has already gone." ”

In the crying voice, Mo Boyao saw that it was a photo in his father's hand, and he was still holding it tightly on his deathbed, like the most precious treasure, refusing to relax.

If you look closely, it is clear that there is a girl in the photo, but she is sixteen or seventeen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but she is by no means a stunning appearance. It's just that she is smiling, and her smile is so bright, like a clear sky in May, a piece of brightness.

In late May, my father's funeral was held in the Mo family cemetery, which was held in a very low-key manner in case the company was unstable. At the funeral, everyone arrived in black, looking at the portrait of his father on the tombstone, Mo Boyao's world was so silent.

Mrs. Mo asked about the girl in the photo, and Uncle Chong said, "Miss Jiang died at a young age and left early, because the Jiang family was defeated in the mall, and her father didn't figure it out for a while, so he set fire to the Jiang family." Miss Jiang left like this, and the young master was still studying abroad at the time, so he didn't know. After the young master returned to China, Miss Jiang was no longer in this world. The young master liked Miss Jiang very much, and he couldn't accept it at that time. ”

There is a mysterious girl in the photo, from Uncle Chong's mouth, but it is so simple, it is just a failure in the mall, but a girl I met when I was young.

But it's so simple, it's because it's so simple, it's just because he fell in love with someone, but because he already has such a person in his heart, so since then, he has never really walked into anyone in his heart, and his world always seems to stop at that time.

So suddenly, it seems that there is a reason to find, whether it is Su Nan's mother, or Si Nian's mother, or Lu Yu's mother, or his mother, or even his eldest brother Mo Zhengyan, his mother Mrs. Mo, it turns out that they are just shadows.

Because of her shadow, he kept chasing, even if it was the sixth aunt, she gave birth to someone else's child, but he was willing to take care of it together, and he was crazy to such a point.

If Mo Boyao hated the Mo family and hated his father so much in the past, then at this moment, his hatred suddenly became so ridiculous and so light.

Mom, tell me, did you already know that he had already given his love to another girl.

Why can people be like this, why can they be so affectionate, but they can be so dedicated.

Who can tell him what love is, what is right, and what is wrong.

In the past twenty years, everything has become so ridiculous at this moment, at his father's funeral, Mo Baiyao turned around and ran away.

He drove all the way and left all the way, but there was no direction, no front, and nowhere to go.

It's just that in that daze, he didn't know where he went, and he suddenly wanted to go to that place in the rampage, so he kept driving. When he stopped, he found that he had arrived at the gate of the school, which was the normal university.

Like a ghost, Mo Baiyao made a phone call, and he called her.

"Bai Yao?" On the other end was her very soft female voice, so quietly shouted, "I'm in class, is there anything wrong with me?" The search for a breakup wife is updated fast

Mo Baiyao was silent, only in that silence, and at the other end was her shout, "Baiyao? Feed? Hey......"

"Xiaoru." He called her name and looked across the street at the school, in the window of the school building where she was attending classes.

"Yes." She was suddenly silent and listened very attentively.

"Nothing."

Actually, it's nothing.

It's just Yao Xiaoru, I suddenly miss you very much.

Originally, Mo Boyao wanted to say this, but he still didn't after all.