Chapter 1897

Small talk network, ♂ When the instructor asked about the reason for asking for leave, he didn't remember the tears that had never dried up, and it rained cats and dogs again.

Seeing this, the instructor asked what happened?

"Something happened to my brother I have to find him! Instructor You, you'll give me leave! " Mo Nian almost knelt down.

"What you said is not clear. How can I criticize your leave?" The instructor looked at him in embarrassment: "you'd better tell me directly what happened to your brother. I can decide..."

"He's dead..." When you say these three words, Mo Nian's only soul seems to have been taken out, but it's just so.

The instructor's mouth open and close, Leng is not "let your parents call to prove" this sentence.

According to Mo Nian's enrollment information, he knows that Mo Nian has only one mother and one brother, and his brother seems to be the main force in his family.

Now that his brother is gone, he

The instructor frowned, nodded and agreed, "OK, I'll give you a certificate now!"

Meanwhile, North City.

"Brother, what do you say? Did Mo Yuyang commit suicide? "

Meng Peiyuan, who was working in the company, was shocked for a second after receiving a call from Meng Jingheng.

Yeah, can we not be shocked? People like Mo Yuyang, who would rather live by Ms. Lin's side than go to jail, actually committed suicide. How much courage and consciousness does it take?

"I was also surprised to find out that he committed suicide this morning, but it's a foregone conclusion. I've asked the people in the bureau to inform his younger brother," Meng said

At this time, Meng Peiyuan had calmed down: "how did he die?"

Meng Jingheng said: "the forensic medicine in the Bureau has examined him. He pierced his throat with a needle, and it was repeatedly pierced. It can be seen that he has decided to die."

Meng Peiyuan after listening, low should voice: "dead or not."

"Ah." Meng Jingheng doesn't want to comment on the dead.

Before ending the call, Meng Jingheng asked, "do you want to tell your sister-in-law about this?"

Meng Peiyuan was silent: "you can't hide it. Let me tell you."

"OK, you can tell Uncle and Bai su. I'm in charge of Mo Yuyang's brother and mother." Meng Jingheng's division of labor is clear.

"Good." Meng Peiyuan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he said faintly: "then contact again?"

"Well, contact again."

Meng Peiyuan put down his mobile phone, raised his hand and rubbed his temple twice, then continued to work.

At noon, Xiangyu water bank.

Bai Tongxi saw that Meng Peiyuan had something to say to her since he came back, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.

After they finished their lunch, Meng Peiyuan hugged her and sat down on the sofa. He looked her in the eyes and said, "Xi'er, there's one thing I have to tell you."

"Well? What's the matter? "

Meng Peiyuan held her hands in his palm and solemnly said, "don't be excited after you listen to it, so as not to move the fetal Qi again, you know?"

Bai Tong Xi saw that he was so careful and nervous: "is it serious?"

"I don't know."

Yes, he doesn't know what position Mo Yuyang is in Xi'er's heart. Maybe when Mo Yuyang is still alive, Xi'er can ignore him. But now that Mo Yuyang is dead, will Xi'er remember this man instead?

Meng Peiyuan doesn't want to think so, but he just can't control it.

The reason for Mo Yuyang's suicide, in fact, you can also know when you think about it. Self blame, guilt, regret, tortured him beyond recognition. His previous high fever is a good proof. According to his elder brother, Mo Yuyang did not forget to shout Xi'er's name even when he was in a coma.

This sounds like a provocation to him. He wanted to tear Mo Yuyang's mouth.

But now that Mo Yuyang is dead, his thoughts seem to have become a kind of regret that he can't fulfill his last wish before he dies. People always tolerate the dying people, not to mention those who are always soft hearted.

So, if you can, Meng Peiyuan really doesn't want to tell the people in front of him about Mo Yuyang's suicide.

He was afraid that it would turn into a drop of mosquito blood and fall on Xi'er's heart.

Whether it's cinnabar mole or mosquito blood, it's a bright and unforgettable red.

"Mr. Meng..." Bai Tongxi looked at him more and more puzzled: "what happened in the end?"

"It's like this..." Meng Peiyuan licked the corner of his mouth: "brother told me on the phone today that Mo Yuyang committed suicide. Now he is dead."

Huh?

Bai Tongxi's nerves were picked by his words, but he didn't know whether to put on a happy expression or other expressions.

Meng Peiyuan's eyes darkened. He didn't want to admit that it was Xi'er's concern for Mo Yuyang. He could only try his best to calm down and act as a comforter for another man: "Xi'er Are you ok? " "I'm fine." Mo Yuyang and his mother said, "what about his mother's suicide? He should love them very much. How can he die? And Bai Su, he is Bai Su's only thought. Now that he's dead, isn't Bai Su's future completely goneWhat do you expect? "

Seeing that she was thinking about others, but she didn't express her views on Mo Yuyang's suicide, Meng Peiyuan's feeling of being blocked suddenly relieved.

"Xi'er, don't you care?"

"No matter what he says, he is a person I know. It's impossible for me to have no feeling at all." Bai Tongxi tells the truth.

Meng Peiyuan stared at her heart and asked, "do you feel pain here?"

"Pain?" Bai Tongxi shook his head: "I've already hurt for him."

Meng Peiyuan after listening to a smile, is obviously satisfied with her answer.

Bai Tongxi then asked, "Mr. Meng, did he leave any words before he died?"

Her face was calm, as if she was just talking about an ordinary topic, but Meng Peiyuan caught a flash of sigh from her eyebrows.

Is that Xi'er and Mo Yuyang?

If Mo Yuyang didn't mistake Bai Jianming for an enemy, he and Xi'er should have a perfect ending.

Although he wanted to selfishly hide what Mo Yuyang said when he had a fever, Meng Peiyuan didn't do it in the end: "Mo Yuyang had a high fever before he committed suicide. At that time, he was always calling your name. Of course, besides you, he also called his mother, his brother and Bai su."

Smell speech, white Tong Xi's eyes slightly a coagulate.

"Xi'er, I know that at this time, I shouldn't speak ill of him, otherwise it would be too impolite, but..." Meng Peiyuan reached out and pressed her small face into his arms. The soft kiss fell on her eyebrow: "he is dead, you don't think about him any more, or I will be sad."