Mo Qingyi's heart was like swinging on a cliff, and he couldn't face it calmly, so on the way home, he accidentally collided with others. He could only drive the car to the warranty. When the staff was cleaning the car, they accidentally found a small medicine bottle in the corner of the back seat of the car.

When Mo Qingyi saw it, he was also puzzled. Until the staff said: "This medicine seems to be for depression." ”

Instantly he suddenly remembered something, when he went to pick up Mo Qingqian that day, she put the black bag in her hand in the back seat, and when he went to pick it up, the bag was somehow scattered, he glanced at it slightly, only saw a lot of bottles and cans, although he was a little strange, but he didn't care much.

Could it have been that the medicine was accidentally dropped at that time?

"Depression...... Depression ......" Mo Qingyi whispered, the medicine bottle in his hand squeezed tighter and tighter.

He asked the staff, "Are you sure?" ”

The staff nodded: "My girl is taking this medicine, it won't be wrong." ”

In an instant, Mo Qingyi couldn't say anything more, he remembered what Yan Ze said to him: "Ah Yi, you should really take a good look at her, look at her eyes, look at her current appearance, and you will know what she has lost." ”

Even with such firm words from the staff, Mo Qingyi still couldn't bear to believe it, so he went to Liu Junzhi and handed her the medicine in his hand, his slightly red eyes were full of pleading: "Grandma Liu, do you know what kind of medicine this is?" ”

As early as the moment when Mo Qingyi took out the medicine bottle, Liu Junzhi already understood. The truth, which has been hidden by dust for many years, is finally about to be lifted away and the accumulated dust will be seen again. But it's been too late, and the girl who has suffered a lot of unfair treatment and suppressed endless grievances has already died in her heart, and the belated sunshine and rain can't save it at all.

"Xiaoyi, ......" Liu Junzhi sighed, and all the things that were buried by Mo Qing were shallow, and her pain that was ignored by everyone...... Everything was told to Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi listened to it, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Is that so......

That girl, the girl who smiled brightly and movingly, turned out to be a person with major depression?

How is this possible?

He couldn't believe it, but he knew how long it had been since he had seen her smile, how long it had been since he had heard her call him "brother".

"She started to see me when she was twelve years old, why didn't you find out when you get along with her day and night?"

yes, why didn't they find out? Isn't her dry eyes enough to show that her heart has long since died?

Twelve, twelve...... At the age of twelve, she returned to the Mo family in her second year; Twelve years old, in his memory, she obviously had a big smile on her face every day, and it was no different......

No, Mo Qingyi suddenly remembered something.

He remembers the day when he came home after being delayed by some things. It's almost twelve o'clock. He raised his head and moved his neck, but unexpectedly saw Mo Qingqian's figure on the balcony. The cold and bright moonlight shone right on her body, soft, plated with a layer of silvery-white light.

Lonely, sad, and inexplicably sentimental.

So he knocked on her door, and in a few seconds the door opened, and she rubbed her eyes, yawned, and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

At that moment, he wondered, was it her who he had just seen?

But he crossed her figure and saw the bed still flat, and there was no trace of anyone sleeping at all.

"What did you just look at on the balcony?"

Her expression became a little flustered, and she said, "Star, I'...... I was looking at the stars just now, and the stars are bright today. ”

But there were no stars that day.

Mo Qingyi can't say what mood he is in now, his eyes are astringent, his nose is astringent, and even his heart is sour.

He looked at Liu Junzhi and called out helplessly: "Grandma Liu......"

Liu Junzhi sighed helplessly, and stroked Mo Qingyi's head: "Xiaoyi, you are really wrong to blame Xiaoqian......"

It turns out that this is the truth?

"What do you know?" Mo Qingyi's ears suddenly recalled Mo Qingqian's words a long time ago, and her indifferent and sad eyes swept over him, making him not bear to look at it at all.

"What do you know? I was so easily condemned. When she said this, how sad and sad was her heart? Why didn't he hear anything?

"Your eyes can only see what you want to see, and never think deeply about the reasons and the things that are hidden behind them. Even if you know that you keep to what you think is the truth, and never listen to anyone's arguments, will this save you from the defeat of your filthy hearts? ”

At this time, after hearing Liu Junzhi's words, Mo Qingyi finally understood the meaning of Mo Qingqian's words, and he was finally willing to admit that Mo Qingqian really poked his heart.

He calls himself a gentleman, but he is a hypocrite.

How Mo Qingyi returned home, he didn't remember at all. Everything in his world was frozen, only Liu Junzhi's words kept ringing in his mind, stabbing into his heavy heart full of guilt one by one.

When he entered the living room, he happened to see Mo Shiliang sitting on the sofa, and he couldn't suppress his mood anymore, he had many questions that needed an answer, so he walked over quickly and asked in a dumb voice: "Grandpa, you already know the truth about grandma's death, right?" ”

Mo Shiliang didn't speak, only glanced up at Mo Qingyi. There is a visible dislike in the eyes.

But this time Mo Qingyi didn't flinch, he met Mo Shiliang's fierce gaze and said, "Grandma Liu told me that when Grandma died, she was there. She said that it was her grandmother who begged Asa to remove her oxygen mask, and she said that she told you the truth...... "At this point, he couldn't stop crying, "Why, why didn't you tell us?" Grandpa, do you know how sick she is? ”

"What? Are you feeling sorry for her? Qin Yaxin heard Mo Qingyi's words and walked down quickly from upstairs, her beautiful face covered with ...... Hate, yes, hate.

She stared at Mo Qingyi with red eyes, smashed the cup in her hand directly in front of him, and said sharply: "How can you feel sorry for her!" She's just a murderer's daughter, she shouldn't exist in the first place, she's a scourge to live! ”

Such vicious words, Mo Qingyi didn't believe that they would come out of the mouth of his elegant and noble mother.

"Mom......" Mo Qingran, who was attracted by the sound, stared at his eyes in surprise, his mouth slightly open, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"What? Why are you looking at me like this, am I not right? Qin Yaxin roared angrily, "She should have died a long time ago!" She should have died when she was born seventeen years ago, and she should have died on that snowy day four years ago! ”

"Enough!" Mo Shiliang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, scolded Qin Yaxin coldly, his voice was not loud, but it was full of oppression, "If you are like today, go directly to the psychiatric hospital for treatment." ”

In a word, Qin Yaxin instantly sobered up, her eyes were red, and she said nervously: "I'm sorry ......"

"Xiaoyi, Ran helped your mother to the room to rest." Mo Shiliang didn't look at it again, ignoring Mo Qingyi's shout, and returned to his room on crutches.

"Brother, what do you mean by what you said to grandpa?" Mo Qingran questioned Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi looked at his sister's appearance, his eyes were red, and he said mournfully: "Ranran, we may really be wrong to blame the shallow......"

Listening to Mo Qingyi's words, Mo Qingran lay in his arms and cried uncontrollably, her sobbing voice was filled with endless doubts: "Brother, why?" Why is it the way it is? She clearly told us the truth, why did we ...... We don't believe her, do we? I knew she wouldn't do it......"

yes, why? When she shouted "I didn't" to them in a hoarse voice, was her heart even sadder than they were now? It must be yes, she is such a gentle person, if it were not for the extreme grief, how could she be so hoarse?

"Brother, can you do it all over again?"

If she had to do it all over again, she would definitely stand by her side, convinced of everything she said; She would never question her, she would not say those hurtful words to her; She would never slap her in anger; They're not going to be what they are.

As long as...... Everything can be done all over again.

But they all know that nothing can be changed, and that the damage can only be harm forever.

She must have hated them to the core, otherwise she wouldn't have even told them to leave. She told everyone, but not her brother and sister.

But Yan Ze said to them: "You don't know her at all, even if you treat her like this, she will never hate you, you don't know how much she loves you." ”

On the night Mo Qingqian left, no one fell asleep.

After disappearing for a long time, Jiang Yeli finally appeared, and he still stood under the flickering street lamp, looking up at the window that would never shine again.

"Ever since you left, she would stand downstairs every night, looking out the window of your room, as if you would be back someday. My husband went to your room that night, and not long after the light was turned on, I heard someone ringing the doorbell, and although I was already trying my best, I was still a little anxious. When I opened the door, I saw her, with a smile on her face, and she asked me excitedly, 'Uncle Zhang, are you coming back from the night?' When I denied it, the loss on her face was as if she had been abandoned by the whole world. ”

Uncle Zhang's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing deep into Jiang Yeli's heart, making him almost suffocate in pain.

She must have been like this then, right? What kind of mood will it be?

Xiao Qingqing...... Xiao Qingqing...... With infinite reverence, he recited this in his heart over and over again, the name he had carved into his life. It was as if he could convince himself that she was not separated from him.

"Shallow made a bet with me before, betting on whether you would give up on her at all. She said, if you don't give up on her, count her as a winner, she asked me to officiate at your wedding, and let me take the name of the first child in the future, if you give up, count her as losing, save my share of money, the money to buy gifts for the child, and the annual New Year's money.

I was very confident at the time, I always believed that she would win, I even prepared the wedding officiating script, and now I have memorized it well, and even the name of the child has been thought of, the girl is called Jiang Nianqing, and the boy is called Jiang Qing'an...... But I never thought that you would let her lose, Ah Ye, I don't care about that money, I want her to win. Yan Ze said to him.

But what can be done? The current result was never what he expected, was it too simple?

"Jiang Li."

Someone behind him suddenly called a name, but his eyes were staring directly at Jiang Yeli.

There was no turning back from the night, only the cold sound drifted into the ears of the people who came with the cold wind.

"I'm not Jiang Li, besides, I don't want to see you."