Mo Qingran is different from Mo Qingqian, she grew up under the infinite love of everyone in the Mo family since she was a child, and she has developed a proud and complacent temperament.

According to Mo Shiliang's words, she has this capital.

All the time, only others followed her ass, until Mo Qingqian appeared. She was scolded like a clown, and everyone waited to see her jokes.

Mo Qingran did complain in his heart, hating this person who appeared out of thin air. It's just that she knows that it was she who occupied the magpie's nest and robbed everything that originally belonged to others, so how could she blame the really poor people?

She had already done a good job of building her heart, but when Qin Yaxin hugged her, she said resentfully with red eyes: "It's all because of her!" She robbed you of your identity, but it doesn't matter, Mom will never let her step on your head! ”

Even Mo Shiliang said to her: "It's just a last resort, the eldest lady of the Mo family will always be you." ”

Mo Qingran was puzzled, she asked Mo Qingyi: "Brother, what do grandfather and mother mean?" Why can't I understand at all? ”

She thought that Mo Qingyi would give her an answer, but no, he just touched her head and said something that she also didn't understand: "My sister has only one, and that is you." ”

Mo Qingran didn't understand, and she had a particularly weird feeling in her heart, so she went to ask Yin Huai'an again. Unexpectedly, my grandmother, who has always been amiable, became so angry. Through the two doors, she could hear Yin Huai'an's angry voice questioning Mo Shiliang: "You brought her back just to make her a scapegoat?" Do you still have a little conscience? ”

After that, Yin Huaian had a serious illness. When Mo Qingran went to visit her, she held her hand tightly, old tears were rampant, calling her name over and over again, deep pain welling up with endless tears.

She said: "Ranran, that child is a poor child, you must not blame her, you have to be nice to her, a little better, it is the Mo family who owes her......"

It's not strange that you say, it's clear that she is the one who occupies the magpie's nest!

On the day Mo Qingqian came back, Mo Qingran could clearly feel that whether it was Mo Shiliang or Qin Yaxin, their expressions were not very pleasant, and the whole atmosphere was frozen, as if the person who was coming back had nothing to do with them at all.

Until Yin Huai'an said in a cold tone: "You have to do enough to act, even children can't fool you, do you still want to fool the people outside?" ”

The expressions of the two softened.

Mo Qingran had been fidgeting, looking out of the door and looking forward to it, and finally saw the figure following behind Mo Qingyi.

She was dressed in a bright red dress, holding a bear doll in her arms, and looked up at them, her eyes flowing like autumn waves were happy and excited.

Mo Shiliang asked her what her name was.

She replied softly in a soft and glutinous voice, "My name is Qing Qian." ”

What a good-looking person, such a nice voice, what a special name.

Her critical gaze couldn't find the slightest fault with her.

She likes her, just by looking at her.

As for why, the little ones don't need a reason to like it.

It may be that her eyes are so bright that she can't look away.

Everyone in the Mo family thought that Mo Qingran and Mo Qingqian should be incompatible, or that the well water did not interfere with the river water, but they didn't expect them to be as close as sisters.

Mo Qingran was happy to follow behind Mo Qingqian, calling her sister by sister, and then watching her turn around and respond to her with a little helplessness.

Others made fun of her for being the pug of the Lord, and she was raised to be here, and she could not and disdained to argue with them. But Mo Qingqian never cares so much, she usually looks like a cold fairy who doesn't know the world, but she can scare people, which is really dumbfounded.

She said to her righteously: "Ranran, there are some things that can't be held with the idea of taking a step back and opening up the sky, and blindly tolerating it will only make some people kick their noses in the face." ”

No one had ever told her such words, so in Mo Qingran's eyes, Mo Qingqian was plated with a layer of light.

Mo Qingqian took her to do many things that she never dared to think. How lucky she is to have such a sister!

Two years passed in a hurry, and the warm and beautiful years made Mo Qingran think that he would be like this for the rest of his life. But who knew that the accident would be so unexpected.

She didn't even know what was going on, but when she woke up, her father was unconscious, her grandmother was haunted by her sickbed, and her sister was the target of public criticism, but she was nowhere to be seen.

The overwhelming public opinion is all accusing and insulting the dignified lady of the Mo family for having such a femme fatale, so terrifying!

She didn't believe a word, she asked her grandfather what was going on?

But her grandfather, who has always loved her, just said: "These things are not for you to ask, you just need to take good care of your body." ”

She was anxious and cried, "She is my sister! ”

Qin Yaxin heard this, and it was the first time Mo Qingran saw her elegant and noble mother so hoarse. She angrily slammed the coffee cup in her hand on the floor and shouted angrily: "She is not your sister, there is only one young lady in our Mo family, and that is you!" Only you! The real lady of the Mo family! ”

When Mo Shiliang heard this, he was so angry that he stood up directly and scolded angrily: "Yaxin, don't talk nonsense in front of the child!" ”

Mo Qingran didn't understand, didn't understand what her beloved mother was saying, didn't understand how things came to be like this? Don't understand who she really is?

She ran to the hospital, found Mo Qingyi, who was wiping Yin Huai'an's arm, pulled his hand, and asked him with teary eyes: "Brother, who am I?" ”

Mo Qingyi touched her head lovingly and said to her, "You are my sister." ”

But when Mo Qingran asked about the events of the day, he was also silent.

Everyone was hiding from her, including her own memories.

In a year's time, no matter how Mo Qingran pursued that memory in his memory, it was still unavailable. She can only pin all her hopes on Mo Qingqian, who has disappeared for a year.

Maybe God heard her wish, and Mo Qingqian finally appeared, but she would rather she never appear.

The price of her appearance is ...... She doesn't have a grandmother anymore......

This news was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day for Mo Qingran, and the entire Mo family was like five thunderbolts.

It was a time when everyone in the Mo family dared not recall, the darkest and darkest time.

She shouldn't have believed it, but when she saw Mo Qingqian being kicked out of the Mo family, she didn't stop it, she didn't feel sad, she was just confused, and her heart was empty.

When she finally calmed down and wanted to inquire about the truth of Mo Qingqian's reports, she was sent to Canada by Mo Shiliang for three years, and it was only now that she finally set foot on her homeland.

"It's Daddy's birthday, you know?" Mo Qingran asked Mo Qingqian, "There is a question that has been buried in my heart for many years, and today, I beg you to give me an answer." ”

The warm sunlight sprinkled through the cascading flowers and leaves of the acacia tree was warm and bright, but Mo Qingqian was cold, as if he was in the ice and snow.

The blood all over her body froze and froze with Mo Qingran's questioning.

She asked her, "What really happened back then?" Is what is written in the newspaper true? Why can't I remember anything? ”

She was so eager for an answer, and she became more and more eager.

Suddenly, it was dark, and Mo Qingqian seemed to be back to that day, the day that tortured her for a long time.

She remembers, remembers that the empty and dilapidated warehouse, densely packed with people; I remember that through the dark mask, I could feel the fierce expression of the kidnapper.

He put a cold gun to her forehead and said to her father, "Choose one or the other, be fair." ”

She was afraid, so scared that her whole body was trembling, and she didn't even have the strength to cry. Behind her stood another kidnapper, holding a syringe filled with an unknown drug, the sharp needles glowing coldly in the sunlight.

In his ears were the kidnappers' joking words: "Once this medicine is injected, it will cause all the organs of the human body to fail within seven years, and people will die a painful death." What do you think? Let that daughter of yours try something new? ”

She didn't want to inject her, but she was also afraid that the medicine would be injected into herself, she looked up at her father, and he happened to look at her, with tears in his eyes, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice. At that moment, her heart, which had been dulled for two years, suddenly became sharp.

Sure enough, in the next second, her father, her hope, said to her with guilt: "I'm sorry, it's my father who is sorry for you......"

He cried so heartbreakingly, his hands were trembling when he pointed at Ran Ran, but the words in his mouth were extremely clear: "I choose this." "No hesitation at all.

was so resolute that she felt that his previous two slaps were just posturing, just to reassure herself.

He stepped forward and carefully picked up the unconscious Ran Ran beside her. She suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at him pleadingly, begging him not to leave her. But he didn't give her a look, he broke her hand away, and then walked away with Ran Ran in his arms, away from her sight step by step, and a tingling pain from her shoulder completely blurred her eyes.

She lay on the ground, clutching her heart tightly, her already fragile heart, because of nervousness, because of fear, because of grief, as if suddenly it was torn apart, and she was about to suffocate in pain.

The kidnappers had planned to leave her there to fend for herself, but suddenly a number of well-equipped special forces poured in from outside the warehouse. She seemed to hear her grandfather's voice, old but full of irrefutable majesty: "Kill them all, and leave not one alive!" ”

What about me? Grandpa, what about me?

She couldn't remember the rest of the story, only the incessant gunshots; I only remember the wails one after another; I only remember that she was protected in the arms of a kidnapper, dodging the bullets; I only remember his miserable smile under the dark mask; I only remember him saying: "I also have a doll at home, about the same age as you, tomorrow is her birthday, I ordered her a big cake, and there is a little princess on it......" I only remember that it was stained with blood on her body, and it was so red that it was a little dazzling; I only remember that she was about to see again, but she was shot in the right leg, and her hope was shattered......