Luo Xiangyu put his arm around her shoulders as if he were soothing, signaling her to calm down.

"Alas......"

A very light sigh came, it was Meng Zhihong on the side.

He smiled bitterly: "My sister is very strong, if it wasn't too hard, she would never send Di Hua back." ”

"She put the man down and disappeared again, she didn't go back to the man's house, and there was no place for her." The short-bearded old man pursed his lips, and his tone was a little sad: "After that, she came back alone and told us not to look for her husband's hatred, and then ...... He committed suicide. ”

At this time, Mu Shaohan was about to collapse, although her psychological quality was excellent, she was still very sad, hearing the news of her mother's death, this is not something that anyone can accept, not to mention that this is the person she has been looking forward to for many years, the person she has always wanted to find.

"Then ......" Mu Shaohan moved her lips slightly, closed her eyes and asked, "Who is Aunt Anning's husband?" ”

"The third young master of the Helian family in Tiancheng, Helian Yiqin."

Mu Shaohan, who came out of the Meng family, was in a trance, and he was still immersed in his own world when he got into the car.

This incident hit her too hard, she thought that her mother's home was peaceful and quiet, but as a wealthy family, she really couldn't get rid of interests and various grievances.

When her mother left, did she go back to the Meng family?

Until now, she couldn't believe that her mother was really dead.

The beliefs she has insisted on over the years, the vows she has kept, all turned into bubbles because of the death of that person.

"Han'er." Luo Xiangyu's eyebrows were frowned together, he couldn't see this woman like this, she always had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and always said something that could anger him, but she was full of vitality and vitality like that, but now she revealed a lifeless feeling all over her body.

Seeing that the woman ignored him, Mr. Luo, who had always had a bad temper, shouted again patiently: "Han'er." ”

Mu Shaohan still kept his eyes open, and his eyes didn't have any focus.

He was distressed and angry, but he couldn't do anything about her.

After waiting for half an hour, she still didn't make the slightest move, Luo Xiangyu felt a trace of panic in his heart, and shook her vigorously: "Han'er, you say something!" ”

In the sound of him almost roaring through the roof of the car, Mu Shaohan finally had a little reaction, she turned her head and asked in confusion, "What did you say?" ”

Seeing that she finally reacted, Luo Xiangyu's expression loosened, "You want to scare me to death?" ”

Then the lines of his face softened: "Good, don't be sad, the dead will pass away." ”

His comforting words were also strong and domineering, but Mu Shaohan did not refute, but asked him slowly: "Mr. Luo, how do you know that I am looking for my mother?" ”

Luo Xiangyu pondered for a moment and said, "When I asked Tang Xiaotang about your news that day, she accidentally mentioned it. ”

Mu Shaohan pursed the corners of his lips, sat up and ignored him, and fell into a new round of contemplation.

If the person named Helian Yiqin has passed away, then Huahua is a person who has no father, but she has Mu Tianen, and even she herself is a little unclear whether Meng Dihua is her sister or not.

Tang Xiaotang's words suddenly flashed in her mind, and now she was eager to know if Mu Tianen was her father!

"Mr. Luo! Quick, take me to Mu's house! ”

The woman who has always been calm and relaxed has lost her temper many times today, although Luo Xiangyu can understand her anxiety, but now, she obviously can't go.

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky outside, and said softly, "Han'er, it's already night." ”

At this time, it was already completely dark, and Mu Shaohan looked up and realized that it was not early.

She withdrew her gaze, bit her lip lightly, and said in a very soft voice, "Go home." ”

Luo Xiangyu drove all the way to Xingyue Bay, and Mu Shaohan looked at the regressive scene, and wanted to cry more and more.

She hadn't shed a tear for a long time, so long that she had forgotten what sadness was and what tears were like.

Now she seems to have one less pillar supporting her, looking for her mother to no avail, should her obsession be let go or destroyed?

She didn't know what to do, and she didn't want to talk to anyone about it right now.

Back home, Mu Shaohan went directly to the bedroom on the second floor, she lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, her eyes were empty, like when she was depressed.

Luo Xiangyu pushed the door in and saw such a scene, his heart sank, he stepped forward, put the bowl with hot porridge in his hand aside, and went to help Mu Shaohan: "Han'er, cheer up." ”

He didn't know how to comfort others, and his anxiety was estimated to be worse than Mu Shaohan.

He held Mu Shaohan with one hand, picked up the porridge on the side with the other, copied a spoonful and stretched it to her mouth: "Eat something first, be good." ”

But the woman's lips didn't open for a moment, and he said something else, but she didn't respond, and in desperation put the porridge back in its place.

"You look at me." Luo Xiangyu whispered to coax.

However, she was like she had no bones, only Luo Xiangyu fell backwards as soon as she let go.

He continued to whisper, "Han'er, you look into my eyes. ”

She didn't move, Luo Xiangyu didn't give up, and said softly: "Don't you want to listen to me give you some advice?" ”

Mu Shaohan was finally willing to raise his eyes to look at him, his empty eyes were focused, and his appearance was finally reflected in his eyes.

Luo Xiangyu was overjoyed, and his expression softened: "You listen to me." ”

"Your mother has died, this is already an established fact, and it cannot be changed, but you still have Meng Dihua, and me, even if she is not your own sister, you are better than relatives, aren't you?"

This is probably the first time in Mr. Luo's life to persuade people, with a bitter mouth, frowning, it is not easy to come up with such a large paragraph.

But Mu Shaohan did not give any response.

He continued to talk to her, hoping that she would not be so depressed again.

Time passed minute by minute, but she didn't seem to hear Luo Xiangyu speak, and she was indifferent to every word he said.

Luo Xiangyu's face was gloomy, he glanced at the cold porridge on the side, stood up, and watched the woman's body fall backwards uncontrollably, Luo Xiangyu roared angrily: "Mu Shaohan! ”

But she still didn't react.

The spark in Luo Xiangyu's eyes ignited in an instant, he bullied himself and pressed it, lowered his head and bit the woman's lip fiercely, gnawing like punishment, but the breath around the two of them became hotter and hotter.

He propped himself up, panting slightly and looking down at the woman below him, her face was slightly red, but her eyes were still empty.

"Han'er...... It's okay if you don't want to be like this. ”

Luo Xiangyu fell to the side, he was crazy in his heart, but he couldn't do anything with her.

Her appearance made him panic, as if he had gone back to four years ago, when she was like this, like the walking dead, every day in a mess, and he was really afraid that she would change back to that way.