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Chapter 70 Desperation

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    When Mo Xi turned out, Xiao Tong was in a daze again.

    Instead of being sluggish, Xiao Tong focused his eyes on a certain corner, as if he was confronting something.

    Chen Luo said that Xiao Tong had severe delusions, but Mo Xiyuan didn't look like delusions, but rather like she could see certain things that ordinary people couldn't see, so it was all considered delusions.

    Of course, this idea was instantly overturned by her, she smiled, laughing at how she followed Xiao Tong's wild thoughts, shook her head to shake off the messy thoughts in her mind, and then walked in.

    Hearing the movement at the door, Xiao Tong turned his gaze around, saw Mo Xiyuan, got off the bed, and poured Mo Xiyuan a glass of water.

    She no longer hates Mo Xiyuan as much as before, but she still felt a little ashamed when she lost her composure in front of Mo Xiyuan that day, so she was always at a loss when facing Mo Xiyuan.

    "Have you had dinner yet?" Mo Xiyuan asked.  She looked up at the clock on the wall, it was just a quarter past seven.

    "Just after eating, Aunt Zhao took away the bowls and chopsticks."

    "Hey, I wish I had come ten minutes earlier." Mo Xiyuan complained half-truthfully, "I rushed over after the meeting, and I haven't eaten yet."

    "I'll ask Aunt Zhao to make some more for you." Saying that, Xiao Tong was about to go out to find Aunt Zhao.

    "No, I'm teasing you." Mo Xiyuan held her back with a smile, "Seeing that it's the end of the year, and I'm busy every day during this time, so I finally took a break. You can chat with me."

    Xiao Tong looked at the desk calendar. It turned out that it was already November. This year it was autumn evening, and it was only two days before the cool down. The pleasant weather, Xiao Tong was afraid of the cold, so he had already changed into a thin woolen sweater. Last year's clothes were worn this year.  The body was loose and loose, and it looked like it was several sizes too big. Mo Xiyuan felt distressed, and asked Mo's tailor to measure Xiao Tong's size, and remade a few suits. This time it fit, but it became more and more flimsy when worn on the body.  .

    "The craftsmanship of the Mo family's tailor is not as good as your own, and the clothes you made are not as good-looking as your original ones."

    Xiao Tong laughed when he heard that, "I used to buy ready-made clothes, how could I have so much free time to make clothes myself."

    "Really? I saw your previous press conferences, and the displays on the models were exquisite."

    "It takes a year and a half to get so few sets with the hard work of hundreds of people. It's strange that they are not refined."

    Mo Xiyuan was someone who could chat, and he brought the topic to Xiao Tong's professional field with a few words, and Xiao Tong's chatterbox also opened up. The two were talking and laughing, and their looks were somewhat similar. From a distance, they really looked like that  thing.

    When the atmosphere became heated, Mo Xiyuan sighed, "One year has passed in a blink of an eye."

    "I don't know if it will snow this winter."

    Mo Xiyuan asked: "Do you like snow?"

    Xiao Tong shook his head.

    She doesn't like snow, ice, or winter.  She was too poor when she was a child, the house at home was leaking everywhere, and she could not sleep peacefully in winter. The memory of her childhood was too deep, so even if she finally became rich later, her fear and hatred of winter had already been deeply rooted in her bones.

    Mo Xiyuan said: "I don't like it either, Xiao Tong, why don't I take you to the south for the winter this year."

    "I don't want to go."

    "You don't like the South?"

    "No, it's pretty good here. There's heating, but it's not cold."

    "It's good, it's a hospital after all, don't you want to spend the New Year in the hospital?"

    In fact, Xiao Tong didn't think it mattered, she was always alone during Chinese New Year in previous years, so it made no difference whether she was in the hospital or in other places.

    Mo Xiyuan said: "Okay, since you like this place, then I will accompany you to celebrate the New Year here this year."

    Xiao Tong was surprised, "What about the Mo family?"

    "The Mo family will be fine with my father." Mo Xiyuan paused before saying, "Besides, this is the first year I finally found you, and I want to spend it with you."

    It was a very memorable day. Xiao Tong was so moved when he heard it, he couldn't help asking: "Have you been looking for me for a long time?"

    "It's been a long time, so long that I almost gave up."

    "It's better to give up."

    "Nonsense." Mo Xiyuan looked serious, "If I really give up, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

    "How can it be so serious." Xiao Tong smiled, "You and I are only half blood related, she can give up on me, let alone you."

    "She didn't give up on you."

    Xiao Tong was noncommittal, and didn't even bother to refute.

    "My mother was almost sold to that person by force. You know your father's character better than I do. In thatUnder the circumstances, no one can do better than her.  "

    "She took you away."

    "She has also been very remorseful all these years."

    Xiao Tong smiled, and sarcastically said: "Mo Xiyuan, I didn't have a mother for the first thirty years, so I don't need a mother for the next thirty years."

    Mo Xiyuan said: "She is dying."

    Xiao Tong was silent for a long time, "I'm sorry."

    Xiao Tong felt that his heart was becoming more and more cold and hard. If a year ago, she would have to see that woman no matter what. Even if she did not recognize each other, she would send her for the last part of the journey. Now, Xiao Tong's heart fluctuates very much.  not enough.

    Having said so much, there is no need to continue, Mo Xiyuan said to Xiao Tong before leaving: "Xiao Tong, get well soon."

    Xiao Tong leaned on the bed and thought lightly, get well soon, these five words are really easy to say.

    Such an easy five words made Xiao Tong struggle for more than ten years, getting deeper and deeper.

    Of course, Mo Xiyuan was not talking about it. She never stopped investigating Xiao Tong. Knowing her real name and Xiao Tong's relationship network in Shangrong County, it is easier to investigate than it was before.  Too much, but within half a month, things have taken shape.

    Mo Xiyuan got the detailed information, turned to the first page, and clenched his hands into fists.

    The information sent by his subordinates this time is much more detailed and credible than last time, texts, pictures, confessions, and the police|on-site evidence collection, God knows how much effort it took Mo Xiyuan to resist tearing up the report  It was broken into pieces, and when the last page was turned, her bones were cold.

    Mo Xiyuan remembered the date of Xiao Tong's accident, which happened to be when he was in England.

    That winter, the weather in England was extremely cold. Mo Xiyuan and Yu Qinghan sat by the fireplace, sharing the same blanket and reading the same book. The years were quiet and time slipped away.

    That year, Yu Qinghan stayed with him for half a full month before returning to China. He personally sent her to the plane, and at the same time gave her the half-read book.

    That year, Xiao Tong's world collapsed.  She fell into a desperate situation alone, with no relatives, no friends, and no one who truly loved her by her side, not even the hypocritical Yu Qinghan.

    Mo Xi originally wanted to kill herself, and she also wanted to kill Yu Qinghan. A few days ago, she wanted to spend a good year with Xiao Tong and let Xiao Tong get well soon. Now, she doesn't even want to see Xiao Tong again.  Dare.

    One of the hands that pushed Xiao Tong to hell was Mo Xiyuan's own.

    Mo Xiyuan was trembling all over. She took the share to find Chen Luo. She shook her hands several times before inserting the car key into the lock. She is a strong-willed person. At this moment, she felt that she was about to collapse.

    When she finally walked into Chen Luo's office with that document, and put it in front of Chen Luo, Mo Xiyuan almost collapsed, and the A4 paper was mostly soaked, all covered in cold sweat from Mo Xiyuan's hands.

    Chen Luo opened the file suspiciously, and it was clear just by looking at the first page.

    Chen Luo had already guessed the plot, so she didn't show any surprise, but she turned back page by page, and the more shocking she turned, finally gritted her teeth and threw the folder on the table.

    Chen Luo has long known that human nature is ugly, and only after seeing it with his own eyes can he know how evil people can be.

    Wheel|rape.

    The two words "cold" on the paper constitute one of the most vicious words in the world.

    Accompanied by the heinous violence, the photos taken for fun, the desperate and empty eyes, the flesh and blood of the police who peeled off the memory again when collecting evidence, and the interrogation-style treatment of a psychologist who has no professional ethics.

    What can destroy a person?

    Chen Luo used to be a bit contemptuous of Xiao Tong.  She respects every patient, but deep down in her heart, she looks down on people like Xiao Tong who push themselves into a desperate situation for someone.

    No wonder Xiao Tong is morbidly afraid of the dark, no wonder Xiao Tong has such difficult-to-treat hallucinations, no wonder Xiao Tong passively resists psychological counseling, and is even full of fear of people in white coats.

    No wonder Xiao Tong grabbed Yu Qinghan as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

    Chen Luo thought, if he were Xiao Tong, he would die immediately.

    Xiao Tong survived for another twelve years in this malicious world alone and with difficulty.

    Chen Luo always felt that Xiao Tong had long since lost his will to survive, and that life would be better than death.

    Xiao Tong never let go of her hope of living. She was forced off the cliff, but she still clung to the rocks and vines, trying to climb out bit by bit.

    It's just that in the past twelve years, there is no one who is sincerely willing to save her.

    Not even Yu Qinghan, whom she wanted to catch desperately.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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