……

His words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, splitting Mo Zixuan's face pale, and the blood all over his body seemed to stop flowing.

The surroundings were empty, and the cold wind was like a ruthless sword, piercing into his heart fiercely, and the pain was so sudden that he was caught off guard.

He knew that Jian Junxi was really helping him, but he didn't expect that he would be willing to pay such a big price......

"Mr. Mo, please leave, I'm just about to have a meeting......" Wen Hao closed his notebook and pushed him out of the door with a cold face, and by the time he reacted, Wen Hao had already been gone for a long time.

Mo Zixuan walked out in despair, in a trance, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know how he returned home.

When he entered the door, Mi Xiaole saw his unrelenting appearance, and asked with a worried face, "Zixuan, what's wrong with you?" Is something wrong? ”

Mo Zixuan slowly raised his eyes, his dark gaze had no focus, like a soulless puppet, when he saw the dining table, he remembered where Jian Junxi was standing yesterday.

Mo Chen's words were still echoing in his ears, and his heart ached faintly, as if someone had suddenly stabbed and scraped with a knife, and his throat choked: "Mom, I think...... I feel sad...... My heart hurts......"

Mi Xiaole saw that there was only a deep sadness in his dark eyes, which made her heart like a sharp knife

A bad premonition suddenly rose, for he rarely had such a state of decadence, and asked worriedly, "For what?" ”

"I don't know...... Mo Zixuan gently pushed her away, like a zombie, lifeless.

After so many years, except for the fact that every time she came back from Yancheng, she was not in a good mood, on weekdays, no matter what she encountered, he was at ease, which made her feel very frightened.

rushed to the front of him again, lowered his voice and asked, "Zixuan, tell Mom, what happened, don't do this, I feel scared......"

Mo Zixuan's heart ached like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he lowered his eyes to look at Mi Xiaole, only to see that her tearful eyes were full of anxiety.

He sighed helplessly, and said in a dumb voice: "I'm sorry, nothing happened, it's just a little sad all of a sudden, just take a rest......"

"How can you reassure me like this?" Seeing that he finished speaking, he went upstairs, and Mi Xiaole grabbed his arm.

Mo Zixuan turned his head slowly, suddenly looked out the window into the distance, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Mom, I miss Xue'er......"

"Cher? Then I'll call her......" Mi Xiaole took out his mobile phone and was about to dial the number, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly froze in place.

Hidden tears rolled in his eyes, and he choked up: "I miss her too, that child, I don't know how I'm doing now?" ”

Mo Zixuan's obsidian-like eyes were only missing, he didn't know why? I miss her every day, but today I miss her very specially.

A heart seemed to be torn apart, and even breathing hurt very much, and said hoarsely: "Mom, I...... I can feel it...... She wasn't happy...... Maybe...... She's not doing well......"

Mi Xiaole took out a few tissues from the dining table, wiped the tears in his eyes, and choked back: "It's all your own blind thinking here, just worried that she won't have a good time."

I sometimes have such thoughts, Zixuan, you have been looking for Xiao Xue'er for so many years, maybe, she also wants to forget everything in the past, and she doesn't want to remember the hurt of her childhood?

If she wants you to find it, how could she not go back and see her parents? Is it okay to put it down? ”

Mo Zixuan's dim eyes flashed slightly, his thin lips pursed, and he was silent......

(End of chapter)