Chapter 168

"Mo, I just want to be with you, just the two of us. That's good. On the street, there are thousands of people. It's very noisy. " In fact, she is not admitting that she likes him and wants to be alone with him in disguise. Ye Zimo rubs her hair and teases her: "you are really a good woman who can save money for men."

When Xia Yihan was not present, ye Zimo called Lin Dahui and asked him to contact a boat merchant.

He wanted to buy a private luxury yacht. He didn't buy it before because he didn't think he needed it. Now with this woman, he suddenly had the idea of taking her out to play.

Only the two of them go to sea, for women, it should be romantic.

In addition, he also ordered Lin Dahui to take a private helicopter. He had not forgotten the joy of Xia Yihan's last flight.

With these two things, they can walk freely in the sky and the earth.

If she did have a child, it would be dust from now on.

For two days, Xia Yihan seemed to be in a dream. He couldn't believe that ye Zimo was so good to her. Basically, she said that he would accompany whatever she wanted to do.

But on the day of the Mid Autumn Festival, ye Zimo's mood changed a little. Although there is no change in her attitude, Xia Yihan is still obviously aware that he is not happy.

She thought about it carefully. She didn't seem to say anything that would make him taste. Maybe it was this special day that made him think of Ye Zihan.

In fact, she never thought of Mo Xiaojun in her heart, so she knew his mood.

"Mo, will you go home to spend the holidays with your parents? I'm here by myself. It's OK. " If she is qualified to go home with him to accompany the old man for the holiday, she will go too. Unfortunately, she hasn't, so she can only persuade him to go back alone.

"No, ye Zihan is not here. He doesn't know where to suffer for the festival." Her guess is right. He is really sad about ye Zihan.

"It's been so many years. I'm sure he'll hope your family will be happy." Xia Yihan advised in a low voice.

Ye Zimo shook his head, "don't say, I'm still here with you today. Let's cook."

Originally, the Mid Autumn Festival was about to eat moon cakes. Ye Zimo seems to have a special hatred for this thing. Xia Yihan ate only one of the boxes of moon cakes haizhixuan brought, and he threw the rest mercilessly.

The Mid Autumn Festival does not eat moon cakes. Xia Yihan knows that he does not only eat moon cakes, but also does not want to celebrate.

As usual, she prepared some home-made meals. When they ate, ye Zimo was extremely silent.

Xia Yihan's heart is also led by him, stuffy, want to make him happy, and he knows that no matter what she says or does, he will not be happy today.

The people he missed, I'm afraid, were also those she missed. On the day of family reunion, their hearts were empty.

She just didn't want him to see that she was in a bad mood, afraid that he would be unhappy. In fact, every year during the Mid Autumn Festival, Mo Xiaojun tries every means to leave Xia Yihan a moon cake she likes best. Of course, it's not difficult when I grow up, but it's not easy when I was a child.

Thinking of these, how can Xia Yihan not be sad.

The Mid Autumn Festival dinner, two people do not eat much. After dinner, Xia Yihan did not propose to go for a walk, ye Zimo has always been silent.

"I'll go back to my room and read." Xia Yihan thinks that he may need to be alone. Let's miss his relatives.

Ye Zimo nodded and did not speak.

Xia Yihan gets up, leaves his bedroom and goes back to her own guest room. In fact, she is not in the mood to read.

Lying on her back, she recalled Mo Xiaojun and thought that he would never see today's full moon again. She thought that tears were flowing on her cheeks.

"Yihan, come to enjoy the moon! You see, this year's moon is rounder than every year. " Xia Yihan always remembers that Mo Xiaojun would tell her so. Every year the moon in his mouth is more round than the previous year, which is probably his hope. He wants to reunite with his family.

Xia Yihan is lying in bed and can't see the moon outside. She thinks that she should go to see the moon tonight for Mo Xiaojun's sake and see if the moon this year is brighter and rounder than before.

She got up and went out of the main house. The villa was quiet.

Looking up, a clear full moon hung in the air, she said silently in her heart, see? Xiaojun, the moon is really more round and brighter tonight.

I may help you find your family, ye Zimo. He may be your brother. He is also thinking of you at this time.

Not only he but also his parents are missing you.

Can you feel it? At this moment, Xia Yihan really hopes that people's death has a soul, so Mo Xiaojun can hear her voice, and he may be able to be happy, no regrets.

Along the path planted with lilac trees, Xia Yihan always looked up at the sky and did not look forward.

"What are you doing here?" When she heard Ye Zimo's voice, she looked forward and saw Ye Zimo sitting on the wooden bench beside the lilac tree, holding a wine bottle in her hand.

He had wine bottles in his hand, and there were several empty bottles beside him, scattered on the chair.

"Why do you drink so much? Stop drinking Xia Yihan walks up to him and grabs his wine bottle.

Ye Zimo's nose is very heavy when he speaks. Looking at him like this, she was distressed and remorseful. All blame her, think Mo Xiaojun, unexpectedly did not go to see him. If she had known he was drinking, she would have advised him to drink less.

Ye Zimo ignored her, bypassed her hand and continued to pour wine into her mouth.

"No drinking!" She grabbed his wine with both hands, but when she couldn't get him, she yelled at her: "Ye Zihan doesn't want you to drink!"

Hearing the name, ye Zimo's hand movement finally stopped. Xia Yihan took the opportunity to grab his wine bottle and directly threw it to the ground. The wine was all scattered.

She looked carefully. There were empty wine bottles. He couldn't drink any more.

He suddenly grabbed her by the wrist, looked straight at her and asked sternly, "how do you know ye Zihan doesn't want me to drink? Do you know him? "

"I..."

Can she say it? Can she say that ye Zihan is mo Xiaojun? What if one in ten thousand might not? She is not to let him white sad, and he will think ye Zihan died, give up looking for, then maybe their family and the real Ye Zihan forever missed.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, and then he could only say in a low voice: "I don't know, but I know many orphans, even myself. All of our children in the orphanage are eager to find their relatives as soon as possible, and all of them hope that their relatives can lead a good life. "

"Lie to me! How many lost children blame their families? Because their families didn't take care of them, they suffered so much. You think you know the orphanage kids? Don't I know? "

Ye Zimo's attitude is very stubborn, yes, in order to find Ye Zihan, he and his mother did not donate less money to the orphanage. He also asked the children this question more than once, asking them whether they resent their families. Most of the children are resentful.

Xia Yihan was speechless and wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to say it properly.

She can't say that Mo Xiaojun doesn't complain. Seeing that she doesn't speak, ye Zimo's face is even colder.

"No more words? Little Ye Zihan, he is so pitiful. You see, I'm living a luxurious life. I'm the son of the president. Wherever I go, everyone should respectfully call the prince. What about him? We are brothers and compatriots with the same fate. I don't know how much he suffered. Have you never eaten a full meal, have you been disabled, and have you long been out of the world? " The more Ye Zimo said, the more excited he was, and even his voice choked.

Xia Yihan silently hugs Ye Zimo and lets him lean on her chest. Maybe he needs to vent, so let him vent.

Looking at him so painful, Xia Yihan is entangled by a kind of complex emotion again, saying or not, has become a difficult problem again.

"If you can't find him, are you going to suffer forever?" Xia Yihan asked softly.

Ye Zimo didn't say anything. Xia Yihan let him go. He looked at him with a sad face in the bright moonlight and asked tentatively: "if, I just said if, in case you know that he's really... Really gone, you..."

"Don't say it!" Ye Zimo gnashed his teeth to squeeze out these three words, his face suddenly fierce and some frightening.

"My brother is alive and well. I'm sure I can find him. My mother is looking forward to his coming home. He can't be gone."

Xia Yihan understood that, like her conjecture, he wanted to leave a hope. He and their mother needed that hope. Even if it is painful not to find them, it will only be more painful to know that the person they are looking for has passed away.

Xia Yihan said nothing more, just stood there quietly with him.

As time went by, he didn't know how long it was. Then he got up and said slowly, "go back to sleep."

His unusual silence, Xia Yihan also accompany him to silence, they lie on the bed, are lying on their backs, no one speaks. Finally, Xia Yihan fell asleep first. The love that lasted for several days made her too tired. Even if she wanted to support and accompany him, her physical strength could not keep up.

In this night's dream, it is not very peaceful. Although Xia Yihan didn't talk in his dream, he always felt cold. Looking for Mo Xiaojun everywhere, I always see a white mist, clear and cold. He seems to be standing not far away, but she can't see him after her.

Later, she dreamt of a lot of water, both like waterfalls and fountains. She saw him across the water curtain. She kept running to find him, and he disappeared.

She shivered, he hugged her, for a long time, she found the heat source, slowly calmed down, sleep well.

Early the next morning, ye Zimo seemed to have returned to the mild manner of the previous few days, but from the red blood in his eyes, he didn't sleep almost all night.

Xia Yihan didn't ask much. He just got up and asked if he had a headache. He gently massaged his temples and combed his hair with his finger pulp.

He did have a headache, but with her gentle care, the pain was nothing.

Two people have some small regret, three or four days passed, today the villa is full of people. In particular, what makes Xia Yihan feel delicious is that his women are coming back.