Chapter 825: None of You Can Help Me
The good ones were disgusted by Gu Xiaoxiao, Chu Yichen felt bitter, but he couldn't say it. New accounts and old accounts, just wait for Gu Xiaoxiao to "unload" for a month, and then find her to settle it.
It's the New Year, and everyone is happy. Except for one person being an exception.
Bai Mo'er has been sad since the first two days of the New Year, and I don't know who provoked her. Even on the day of the New Year, there was no smile on her face.
The atmosphere at home was depressed because of her mood, and after a few days, Feng Shengxi was a little worried.
Bai Mo'er is her first child, although she has physical defects, but that can't stop Feng Shengxi's love for her. Over the years, she has put too much effort into Bai Moer, and it is precisely because of this that she cares more and is more afraid of losing.
After dinner in the evening, Bai Mo'er said hello to a few people expressionlessly and went back upstairs.
A few days ago, she liked to go out to meet her friends and relax, but now, she locks herself in her room every day, and no one is allowed to enter, and she doesn't know what she is doing inside.
Feng Shengxi also followed her footsteps upstairs and stopped her outside Bai Mo'er's room.
"Mo'er, can you talk to Mom?" Looking down at Bai Mo'er's delicate facial features, Feng Shengxi asked softly.
Shaking her head, Bai Moer refused without thinking about it. "I don't want to talk to you, can I?"
"No, you can't."
As Feng Shengxi spoke, he took Bai Mo'er's wrist and entered the house. After closing the door, she casually looked at it and saw something on the bed.
folders, déjà vu.
Bai Mo'er noticed that her gaze was wrong, frowned, threw herself on the bed to cover her things, and asked loudly, "What do you want to do?" I don't want to talk to you, why are you forcing me?! ”
Feng Shengxi walked to the bed in a few steps, and after tearing with Bai Mo'er, he finally got the thing in her hand. Sure enough, it was still the information I saw last time and Chu Yichen.
With Feng Shengxi's movements, some of Chu Yichen's photos were also scattered from the data and fell to the ground. Feng Shengxi was stunned for a moment, because the last time she saw it, it seemed that there were not so many photos. Did she remember it wrong?
"Mo'er, what the hell is going on? You must make it clear to me today. ”
Throwing the folder aside, Feng Shengxi looked at her daughter who couldn't stop crying, and opened her mouth with a complicated feeling.
"Why are you investigating Chu Yichen, did you do something wrong? Don't be afraid, if there is something you tell your mother, your mother will help you think of a way, okay? ”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Feng Shengxi tried to soothe Bai Mo'er's emotions, but was rudely pushed away by her.
"You go, I don't want to talk to you! I can't say anybody, none of you can help me! ”
The more Feng Shengxi was like this, the louder Bai Mo'er cried. What was she going to say? How could she say that?
Seeing Bai Mo'er crying so much, Feng Shengxi was startled.
"Okay, okay, mom won't force you, don't cry." Holding the person into his arms, Feng Shengxi hurriedly comforted him. Looking at the photos all over the ground uneasily, Feng Shengxi sighed, not knowing what to do.
Bai Mo'er lay on Feng Shengxi's body, crying until it was difficult to breathe. She's been suppressed for too long, and she needs to vent. But every time she vents her emotions, her heart can't be loaded. The repeated cycle caused Bai Mo'er to cry, and she couldn't cry happily, which made her feel very aggrieved.