Mo reaches out to Nuan and hugs Han Qi. She comforts him softly, "no, it's OK."

What Han Qi said is beyond Mo xiangnuan's imagination.

Those complicated and terrible hesitations, making up stories to attract people's attention, are actually true.

What kind of heartache was Han Qi, who had been kept in the dark for 14 years, when he knew the truth of all these things?

"Those things are over."

"In the past? How can I get by? Just because of the rumors and the so-called face, my mother's life will be lost! " Han Qi, a big boy, has wet eyes when he talks about it.

Men have tears, but not to sad place.

"Mo xiaonuan, do you know that my mother didn't participate in my growing up, but I clearly remember what she looked like before she died."

His father, Han Xingye, keeps all the memories about his mother Xia yunyun at home.

Although he has not seen Xia quyun, he will see his photos and videos every day.

He knows his mother is a beautiful woman, he knows his mother's voice is very good, he knows his mother likes to appear on camera, in front of the camera to show you a good self.

"Your mother must be very good."

"Yes, she's fine."

"Your mother must love you very much."

"I'd rather she didn't care so much about me. Maybe the result was different."

His home has always kept a very important video collection, which is all the videos taken by Xia yunyun when he was pregnant.

Those videos are not shot for a long time, but they record Xia Yun's mood at each stage of his growth.

When he replays the video over and over again, he always wants to feel sorry, and miss his mother from the bottom of his heart.

Some feelings are really wonderful. They can become very deep without too much face-to-face contact.

Mo xiangnuan quietly listens to the story Han Qi tells her, numb in the heart.

I love this boy very much.

"Mo xiaonuan... You got my clothes wet..."

Han Qi helplessly looks at the trace that is wet by tears on the sleeve, some helpless.

Ink to warm immediately dry tears, "I don't want to cry, I didn't mean to."

"I didn't mean it, you did."

"Han Qi."

"What are you doing? Say something

"Don't go away." Mo xiangnuan muttered to the novel.

"Well?"

"You can stay in our house. Daddy, Mommy, brother and sister like you very much. You can stay in our house all the time."

"..." of course, he knows that no one will drive him away even if he keeps the night home all the time, but he can't be so selfish and just enjoy the warmth of his family.

All Han Qi gave her a clear answer, "Mo xiaonuan, I'm going."

If even he left his father, how lonely and sad should his father be?

"Although I live with my father, he takes good care of me."

Although Han Qi is rebellious, he clearly knows that his father has put him in the first place.

"So, Mo xiaonuan, say goodbye to me."

"Again, again, again..." in the face of Han Qi, who is totally different from before, she suddenly feels a little nervous.

It's just two words, but it can't be said smoothly.

Han Qi stretched out her hand and pulled it on her little face. She said with a smile, "goodbye, Mo xiaonuan."

We will definitely meet again!