When I was 6 years old, my grandparents were still there.

At that time, during the Chinese new year, there was a precedent for the Mo family to worship their ancestors, so after the whole family sacrificed their ancestors, grandma went up to the mountain to pray for their peace.

Grandma believes in Buddhism. It's like this all her life.

That day, he and Mo Sheng were idle and bored, accompanying grandma up the mountain.

That day, there was a heavy snow, which nearly sealed the mountain road.

During the break on the way.

At that time, I met an old monk.

The old monk looked at the two brothers and just shook his head.

"Brothers are fratricidal. I've been trapped in love all my life. I can't get it. I can't get it."

At that time, grandma a listen, only gas almost fainted.

But if you think about it now, it's just that

If you don't get it, brothers will kill each other.

They didn't get Jolie, and they were brothers.

If you end up like this, you will live or die.

But he didn't want to see such a picture, even for so long.

Don't be paranoid. It's been like this since childhood.

Before grandma died, she told him to take good care of ah Sheng.

At that time, he didn't know his grandmother's intention. After all, they were boys. Even if they had anything, they didn't need to take care of themselves.

Later, there was a father like this.

On the surface, a Sheng looks like he doesn't care, but he knows that his heart is not reconciled.

There is something wrong with a Sheng's psychology.

It was Jolie who told him.

But time has passed so long, I think the original psychological problems, now more and more serious.

There is no way to retain.

"You let me go --!"

Suddenly, Mo Nan Jue began to resist, but he was crushed by Mo Sheng's people.

"Mo Liting, you've been powerful all your life. I didn't expect to have today."

"Nanjue has nothing to do with you. Don't involve her in the affairs of Mo family."

"Get involved? Mo Liting, at the moment when you decided to marry her mother, you decided that Mo nanjue was your son all his life. Now what do you say not to let him participate? Who are you going to show it to? Jolie is dead -- "

Smell speech, that end of Mo Li Ting severe cough, desperately hanging his chest, one side of Mo Heng feel Mo Li Ting out of breath, now take out the pill, handed to Mo Li Ting.

"I can't believe you look like this now."

"I know you want me to die."

"I wish you knew." Mo Sheng's face is cold and light, very cold.

There's no temperature at all.

He seemed to be proud when he looked at his dying face.

Because he will be the last one.

The old man coughed hard. At the moment, Feng Yan took a look at Mo Heng, "take people back first, I'll deal with it here."

Mo Li Ting's cough is still.

He waved his hand.

"I'm not going to die. Why are you so nervous! I'm fine. "

Mo Liting knew his body. His fingers trembled and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

The handkerchief is embroidered with plum blossom.

Although very small, but in the perspective of Mo Sheng, but clearly see the above pattern.

The pattern is very rough, like a novice. After all, if you have the ability to embroider, you will not show such a thing.

And he can see who gave this handkerchief to him.

"Ah Sheng, I embroider so ugly. If I give it as a gift, will I be rejected?"