Chapter 1792

But Qiao Sangyu shook his head in dismay.

"I don't know." She told the truth, "the photo was accidentally taken by director Wang when he was filming. I don't know if she's just like it, or is it really? It's herring village. Wang left there three days ago. "

Director Wang, she just called to ask. Because the photo was taken by accident and Wang didn't know Li Minzhi, he didn't know anything about it except for the place name.

"Oh..." Qi Mo put down his mobile phone and tried to cover up the loss of his eyes. He pretended to have no intention, "maybe, it just looks like it."

He watched his mother fall into the sea with his own eyes. He also took people to salvage it for a long time, but in the end, he found nothing In that sea state, there is no possibility of survival. He had believed that his mother was dead! Now, he also convinces himself that his mother is dead, so don't try to uncover the scar for a "very similar" photo

In the end, it's likely to be an empty joy.

"Qimo?" Qiao Sangyu didn't understand. Isn't he happy that his mother may still be alive? Aren't you in a hurry to see her?

"Dinner is ready." The maid just came by and said, "Mr. Qi, Miss Qiao, have dinner."

Qi Mo nodded, interrupted Qiao Sangyu's "desire" and stopped again. He took her mobile phone back in her hand and put it on the tea table, smiling farfetchedly: "let's go and have a meal."

Dinner.

The kitchen steamed grouper, and made a few popular stir fry, the table full of "color" flavor. The two sat opposite each other, but both had no desire to eat.

Qi Mo ate with vegetables without any emotion on his face. Seeing that Qiao Sangyu was not moving, he raised his hand to pick up a piece of fish and put it in her bowl: "it tastes good."

"Qimo!" Qiao Sangyu couldn't eat it at first. When he said this, she put down her chopsticks and bowls. "What if she is!"

What if she is Li Minzhi?

He did not confirm, why denied her?

As soon as this word comes out, Qi Mo's action is obviously stiff.

He stopped eating and didn't put down his chopsticks. However, the strength of his fingers to hold the chopsticks was increasing. She could clearly see that his phalanx gradually turned white, and the pale color appeared under the force He was obviously forbearing and restrained.

"Qimo..." She stopped talking.

He sighed and finally put the dishes aside.

"She can't be alive..." His head shrugged and pulled, and his whole body was full of lost low pressure, "Sangyu, you don't understand I saw her fall into the sea. We salvaged it for a long time. My mother There is no possibility of survival. "

Yes, he flinched.

After shock and consternation, he chose to retreat because of too many worries.

Reason told him that there could not be such a miracle in reality! Besides, if the mother is still alive, why doesn't she show up? Why don't you come to him?

That doesn't make sense.

Now he is more willing to believe that the photo is just a "woman" who looks similar to his mother, because of the relationship between angle and light and shadow, which gives people such an illusion. Just believe it from the beginning! Otherwise, if he hopes to find and confirm, and finally finds out that it is not, how should he face it?

How should he face "another death of his mother"?

Last time, his mother died. He lost control and fell into darkness. He did a lot of cruel things, even some cruel things that he could not accept This time, if there is another vicious "sexual" cycle, how can he sober up? How to clean up the mess?

Qiao Sangyu had already stood up, went around the other side of the table and sat down beside Qi mo.

"Let's go together." She understood his concerns, sighed and grasped his hand, and her eyes were firm, "Qi Mo, whether she is or not, no matter what happens Let's face it together. All right? "

His long fingers are stiff.

For a long time, his hand just turned over, cold long fingers, tightly clasped her fingertips, gentle

"Good." He said.

Black fish village.

This is a small village by the sea. The economy is relatively poor and the news is closed. The villagers live on fishing and farming. It's not very convenient here. When you come from G City, you have to take an hour's flight, and then you drive, and then you go over a long, rugged road.

They set out in the morning and arrived at the village gate in the afternoon.

Just after the fishing moratorium, people in the fishing village seem to be very busy. There are not many boats in the harbor, but they are busy carrying fresh seafood down. Some people have nets outside, and some women in turbans talk and laugh, mending the holes in the nets

Very natural, very quiet fishing village life!

"Here it is." Qiao Sangyu confirmed by comparing the photo of director Wang and jumped out of the car.

As soon as you get out of the car, you can smell the breath of the sea and feel the cool sea breeze coming from your face It's free and comfortable.

***Qi Mo followed the car, he gazed at the whole village, a slight step, and then followed up.

"Are you from the city?" It's rare for a car to come to the village. As soon as they entered the village, a middle-aged "woman" took the initiative to talk to her. She was drying dried fish in the yard and flipping them with a dustpan, "don't you want to film with our village? A director came over a few days ago and said that he had a crush on our village, but the road was not easy. He said that when the equipment and actors could not enter, he did not choose And you? "

It's rare that something happens in the countryside. One thing can make them chatter and chatter for several days.

As soon as Qiao sang Yu heard it, she knew that she was talking about director Wang.

"Let's find..." The two subordinates they took wanted to speak up, but they were stopped by Qiao Sangyu.

"Auntie, we are from the charity fund! The above requires us to make field visits to several places for later help. The director, who is our friend, recommended this place to us Qiao Sangyu smiles naturally and tries to make her words persuasive. She takes out her mobile phone and calls up the photo and asks, "do you think this place he photographed is from this village? The people up there Is it from your village? "

"Oh, you're here for charity?" The aunt's face "color" a joy, instantly happy "flower", looking at the photo Qiao Sangyu gave, nodded, "yes, yes, our village! The stall is just behind the village. This is Miss Bai! And the dolls are all from the village

In order to prove that she knew each other, she also pointed out to Qiao Sangyu one by one.

"Miss Bai?" Qiao Sangyu frowned and pointed to Li Minzhi on the photo to confirm, "is she Miss Bai?"

"Yes! What's the matter? " The aunt was stunned by her reaction.

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