Mo Yi felt that she had just encountered someone else's life despair, and when she heard the last mention of Professor Yuan, she was stunned. Grabbed the old woman's wrist violently, "Auntie." Are you saying that it was Yuan Qingling's mother who committed suicide above? ”

The old woman seemed to have not heard the words Yuan Qingling for a long time. I was stunned for a moment before I said slowly: "Isn't it?" ”

Mo Yi's heart fluttered a few times. Oh, my God. Oh my God!

She slapped herself hard, why did she come? Should have come a long time ago, if something happened, how would she explain to the crown princess?

She pushed forward. shouted loudly: "Mother Yuan." You don't want to think about it, you come down. I have something important to tell you, come down quickly. ”

The building is more than 20 floors high, and there is a commotion below, Mo Yi opened his throat and roared. But it couldn't be passed on at all.

She was in a hurry. Jumping up and down below, there was no way to attract the attention of the person above.

She saw someone coming down the hallway. There are also people on the way. Knowing that someone above was persuading, she hurriedly ran to the door, and was grabbed by the wrist by a policewoman, "Miss, you can't go up." ”

Mo Yi hurriedly said: "I want to go up, I can persuade her to come down." ”

The policewoman looked at her, "Who are you?" ”

Mo Yi jumped to his feet in a hurry, "I'm not one of her, but I know her daughter, believe me, I can really persuade her to come down." ”

The policewoman said solemnly: "If you are not her family, then I can't let you up, go quickly, don't hinder the firefighters from saving people, they all went up." ”

Mo Yihuo said fiercely: "No, let me go up, if I don't go up, it's too late, I'm really going to die, otherwise, you call Professor Yuan to come down to see me, I'll say a few words to him, give him something, I have something here, I can let her come down." ”

"What's that?" The policewoman asked.

"Her daughter's letter!"

"Her daughter died." The policewoman, a police officer from a nearby community, knew that Dr. Yuan had died a long time ago.

Mo Yi patted his head and slapped himself loudly, "This is a suicide note, she handed it to me a long time ago, but I didn't find out, I was confused, and I didn't send it to her parents in time, you let me go up, and I will make amends." ”

She took out a letter from her backpack and raised it in front of the policewoman, who was suspicious, but her life was really important, so she said: "I'll go up with you, and if you act like a stimulant to her, I will take you back to the police station immediately." ”

"Okay, okay, get up quickly." Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the policewoman and ran in to press the elevator.

Due to the accident, no one on the floor went up and down, so the elevator arrived quickly.

The elevator goes up to the top floor, then the last flight of stairs to the rooftop.

There were many people on the rooftop, firefighters, police, ambulance personnel, and a few people who looked like family members were persuading, and one of them, a middle-aged man in a white shirt and gray hair, was almost on his knees, shouting in grief: "Come back, come back quickly, don't scare us...... ”

Another young man also knelt on the ground crying and begged her to come back.

And Yuan's mother sat on the fence, her feet were shaking in the air outside, she was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow her down, and it looked very dangerous.

She turned to face her family, her face was covered with tears, her eyes were full of reluctance, but she was reluctant to come down.

The firefighter did not dare to approach rashly, for fear of irritating her, she would jump off.

Mo Yi hurriedly raised the letter and shouted: "Mother Yuan, my name is Mo Yi, I just met Yuan Qingling, she asked me to bring you a letter, you can take a look." ”

Mother Yuan turned her head to look at her suddenly, looking at the letter in her hand, she shook her head with a sad face, put her hands on the fence, and moved.

This move scared all people's hearts to fly out, and the firefighters were ready to run, and they almost pounced, but Yuan's mother only adjusted her sitting posture and did not jump down.

However, Professor Yuan fainted in fright.

The policewoman was also frightened, and dragged Mo Yi and said, "You go down, don't shout here." ”

Mo Yi was also so frightened that he cried, and struggled: "Mother Yuan, you believe me, it was Yuan Qingling who asked me to deliver the letter, she is not dead, she is really not dead, why don't you believe me?" If you jump, I am really guilty, I should have come to deliver the letter a month ago, but my sister has undergone surgery, and I have been taking care of her in the hospital, even if you come down and take a look, you will know the truth at a glance, and you can recognize her handwriting. ”

She kept holding the letter, but the policewoman kept dragging her away, and she had no choice but to shout at the young man, "You are Brother Yuan, right?" You see, I have her portrait in my backpack, her portrait now, and the gifts she brought to you. ”

As she spoke, she dropped her backpack, but she couldn't stand the drag of the policewoman and was dragged down the stairs.

The elder brother of the Yuan family was kneeling on the ground, but when he heard Mo Yi say this, and saw the letter and backpack that were thrown on the ground, he walked over and picked up the letter, and when he saw it, the whole person was shocked, "God, it's Qing'er's handwriting, Mom, it's Qing'er's handwriting, it's hers." ”

He watched hungrily, and was shocked to see the whole person, and after reading it, he opened his backpack, and there were several small brocade boxes and a painting, which he slowly unfurled.

The man didn't flick his tears, but he didn't reach the sad place, he looked at the portrait, and tears fell in a stream.

Mother Yuan was finally touched, and asked with trembling lips, "Really?" ”

The elder brother of the Yuan family cried and said, "Mom, it's true, look! ”

He unfolded the portrait to Yuan's mother, and on the top of the portrait, a couple and three children were painted, and the woman's smile, bright eyes and bright teeth, was her daughter.

Professor Yuan was also woken up, and slowly walked over to look, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

He walked over, the firefighter was beside him, he stretched out his hand to Mother Yuan, his lips trembled, "Aya, come back." ”

The wind was very strong, blowing Yuan's mother's clothes bulging, like a Peng bird about to fly down.

This scene is shocking to watch.

But, fortunately, her hand reached back and handed it to Professor Yuan.

The moment she landed, Professor Yuan hugged her and cried so much that she couldn't stop crying.

The hearts of everyone that were hanging finally fell to the ground.

Half an hour later, Mo Yi sat on the sofa in the living room of the Yuan family.

Her legs were still shaking, and her eyes were so red and swollen after crying.

The people of the Yuan family have read the letter and the portrait, but the handwriting is Qing'er's handwriting, but what she said in her heart is hard to believe.

Looking at the eyes of the three of them in anticipation, hearing Mother Yuan's trembling voice asking if it was true, Mo Yi cried immediately.

She was so scared, if she came a day late, no, even if it was an hour late, she was afraid that something would happen.

She cried, wiped away her tears, and said, "I called you yesterday, but you didn't answer, and I wanted to tell you yesterday." ”