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When Xiao Tong spoke, his expression was extremely calm and his eyes were lowered, as if he was telling a story about an irrelevant stranger, "If my mother is still alive, she must hope that her child will live with pride and dignity."
Mo Xiyuan's lips moved, not knowing what to say, and finally said nothing.
Xiao Tong's day was very dull, so boring that he had breakfast in the morning and watched TV for half an hour. Aunt Zhao came in to remind Xiao Tong to go downstairs for a walk.
Xiao Tong doesn't like to take a walk. There are so many people in the garden. If you go out for a walk, your ears and eyes will hurt. It takes half an afternoon to get better. Occasionally, mischievous children will bump into Xiao Tong on purpose. The child's strikes were not serious, and once hit Xiao Tong's arm sorely for several days.
But Aunt Zhao's mouth is really good, Xiao Tong will probably be told to death if she doesn't follow her schedule, so she has to accept her fate and go down for a walk every day before going back to sleep.
Today, it was not Aunt Zhao who accompanied Xiao Tong downstairs, but Mo Xiyuan, who volunteered to volunteer. Xiao Tong thought about it, and his head hurt even more. The two strolled slowly side by side in the garden, and there was not even a topic that they could talk about together. Xiao Tong was not in high spirits and was a little sleepy. After walking for less than ten minutes, he sat on a bench by the lake to rest.
"Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink water?" Mo Xiyuan asked.
Although it was a question, but Mo Xiyuan had already unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to Xiao Tong's mouth. It was too late for Xiao Tong to refuse. Besides, she was not good at rejecting others, so she took the water glass, took a sip, and handed it to Xiao Tong. Return it to Mo Xiyuan, "Thank you."
The two were silent for a long time without saying a word.
Xiao Tong didn't like to talk very much when he was well, but he talked less when he was sick, except when he was with Jing Xing, he didn't even say a word for a day, she and Mo Xiyuan talked in silence Sitting by the lake, I don¡¯t feel awkward, just lie on the back of the chair and concentrate on watching the swans in the lake. Mo Xiyuan just looked at her.
"Do you hate me very much?" Mo Xiyuan asked after sitting for another quarter of an hour.
Xiao Tong was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then turned to look at her, "Didn't you already know this?" Since she was ill, she seemed to have no regard for the social etiquette that she had observed for decades, and her words were much more straightforward than before. Just this one sentence made Mo Xiyuan choke for a long time, so he could only smile and said, "Is it because of Yu Qinghan that you hate me?"
Mo Xiyuan did not shy away from talking about the name Yu Qinghan with Xiao Tong, and his expression was natural, as if he was saying that the weather is really nice today. Xiao Tong hadn't heard this name mentioned for a long time, and he was strange for a moment. Memories came flooding back, only to remember who Yu Qinghan was.
"I haven't heard of this person for a long time." Xiao Tong smiled indifferently, "I almost forgot about her."
In the lake, the two swans were so intimate that their necks were intertwined. Xiao Tong bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at them. The two swans were frightened and flew away to both sides. Only a layer of ripples remained on the lively lake.
"It's not only because of her." Xiao Tong said, "You have a good family background, good looks, and a bright future, and I'm just a low-quality imitation that Yu Qinghan found to replace you. The fake meets the real, and the jealousy is here. Inevitable."
Mo Xiyuan smiled and said: "Is there such a calm jealousy like you?"
When Xiao Tong heard it, he also laughed, "Otherwise? I'll choke your neck and yank your hair and beat you. It's better to catch a few more blood marks on your face?"
"That doesn't sound like something you can do."
"That's not necessarily true." Xiao Tong said indifferently, "It's rare for me to be sober now, and when I go crazy, I can do anything."
Her face was so calm, she didn't look like a mental patient at all, Mo Xiyuan thought in a trance that Xiao Tong's illness had recovered.
"You know you're going crazy?"
"I didn't know it when I was sick, but when I woke up later, I remembered it all."
"It's better to be crazy." Xiao Tong looked up at the sky, "When a person wakes up, he thinks of many things. It's a pity that I am awake for longer and longer."
The hallucinations are still there, and the pain is still there. When I am awake, even the memories flood over.
Xiao Tong couldn't avoid those unbearable memories, so he had to close his eyes and cover his ears, forcing himself to go crazy again.
Mo Xiyuan watched helplessly as the pain in Xiao Tong's eyes turned into a stupid dullness, and she closed herself up again.
No wonder Chen Luo said that Xiao Tong was going to die.
It's not that it can't be cured, it's that Xiao Tong refuses treatment at all.
Mo Xiyuan raised his head and rubbed Xiao Tong's head, but Xiao Tong just rubbed his eyes and felt sleepy.
"Are you tired?" Mo Xiyuanthe raw kind. "
"" Jing Xing swallowed his saliva, with lingering fears in his heart. Fortunately, his malice towards Mo Xiyuan was not very obvious.
After all, I fell in love with her sister. If Jing Xing knew it earlier, she wouldn't dare to attack this future sister if she had ten guts
"Xiao Tong has suffered a lot these years, right?" Mo Xiyuan asked.
"She is very talented, and she has become one of the world's first-class designers in the past few years, but it's a pity"
It's a pity that maybe there will be no more works that shock the world in the future.
Mo Xiyuan had already understood the second half of Jing Xing's sentence, so he didn't ask any more.
Mo Xiyuan was disappointed, "I actually missed Xiao Tong for so many years."
"The days to come will be long." While speaking, the car had already parked in front of the gate of Mo's main house, Jing Xing got out of the car first, and opened the door for Mo Xiyuan, "Mr. Mo, I have confidence in Xiao Tong."
"Me too." Mo Xiyuan got out of the car and smiled at Jing Xing, "Miss Jing, thank you for taking me back."
"You can just call me Ah Xing." After saying that, Jing Xing said goodbye to Mo Xiyuan, and quickly disappeared into the night in the car.
The housekeeper of the Mo family had already parked the passing car in the garden at the entrance of the house. Mo Xiyuan got on the car, leaning on the back of the leather chair, secretly thinking that the days are still long, but Xiao Tong may not be able to wait that long, and his mother will wait even more. Not that long. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com