Chapter 423

On the other hand, after Ning Jiwei and Jian Rui left, Jian Yi also found time to contact Mo Tong, told him the general story, and asked him if he would like to leave Mo's house.

After a brief silence, Mo Tong said to Jian Yi, "Yi Yi, i... don't want to go yet."

"I knew it." Jian Yi sighed. "Originally, Mommy wanted to persuade you personally, but I thought you probably didn't want to face mommy at this time, so I told mommy that your time was uncertain and I didn't know when it would be convenient."

Mo Tong nodded and said, "thank you, Yi Yi. Now... I really don't know how to face my aunt."

Jane Yi was silent for a while and said, "maybe you don't have to face my mommy in a short time."

Mo Tong was stunned. "What do you mean? Is aunt leaving?"

"Well," said Jian Yi, "so you should leave next week. So if you want to see Mommy or have something to tell her, as soon as possible."

Mo Tong pursed his lips. Jian Haixi flashed in his mind. His nose was slightly sour and said, "I know."

Mo Tongzheng was talking to Jian Yi. Suddenly he heard footsteps at the door. His eyes looked cold and said to Jian Yi, "Yi Yi, I'll hang up first. I'll see them off tomorrow."

Just after hanging up the phone, the door was pushed open. Mo Ting stood at the door in a vicious manner and hummed to Mo Tong coldly, "Why are you hiding in the room in the daytime? Don't pretend to be sick for me. Get out and continue your homework today."

"Yes, mother," Mo Tong replied in a muffled voice.

Seeing him like this, Mo Ting was so angry that she couldn't help scolding: "I haven't seen you help me every day. What else have you done except being a mop? I have to urge you three times and four times to do your homework. Do you think you are the prince? Do I have to provide you?"

Mo Tong listened to her curse, but he soon recovered his peace.

do you have any pain?

It hurts.

But it doesn't matter. He's used to it.

"What are you like to die?" Mo Ting scolded more and more fiercely. She came forward and pulled Mo Tong's ear, forcing him to raise his head, spitting: "do I eat less or drink less? Do you put this face with me?"

"I don't, mother. You think too much."

"I think too much?" Mo Ting snorted coldly, pulled him to the mirror, pushed him to the front and pressed him on the mirror: "look at your dead mother, don't curse me?"

Mo Tong's cheek is pasted on the cold mirror. He can't see himself from this angle, but he can see the expression on Mo Ting's face.

Ferocious and twisted.

With obvious disgust and clear hatred.

"Why?"

Mo Tong whispered, tried to raise his head, looked directly at Mo ting and asked, "mother, why do you hate me?"

He can understand anger and disgust, but why hate him?

Hearing Mo Tong's words, Mo Ting froze, and the look in her eyes suddenly changed.

Mo Tong could feel her stiffness, because the hand against his cheek suddenly relaxed its strength.

He was finally able to breathe.

After taking two deep breaths, Mo Tong looked up at Mo ting and asked again, "does mother hate me? Why?"

What on earth did he do to make her so resentful?

Mo tong can't think of it. His whole life is only seven or eight years now. How can he make Mo Ting hate such a thing?

Mo Ting snorted with a cold face: "don't talk nonsense there. Think about it. If you really have nothing to do, double the amount of homework every day."

With that, Mo Ting turned and left.

That figure, unexpectedly has the appearance of running away.

Mo Tong looked at Mo Ting's back, pursed his lips and didn't catch up.

He didn't understand his mother. He felt that every time she scolded herself, she was not happier, but still more angry. Why scold him?

When he doesn't exist, when he can't be seen, isn't it good?

Why do you have to come and urge him to do his homework and scold him again?

Mo Tong doesn't understand. He thinks there are many splits in Mo ting. Those split parts may not be understood by Mo Ting himself.

——

When Ningji and jianhaixi were busy dealing with the aftermath, the culprit who fled just sat on the sofa in the West Hospital and enjoyed the special black tea offered by Mosheng.

Mo Sheng looked at the uninvited woman and narrowed his eyes. The dark awn in his eyes gradually closed. The corners of his lips slightly raised a small arc and said, "I'm afraid they didn't expect that you would come here at this time."

"They didn't expect it, but they didn't dare to call." talilina smiled.

In just a few days, she had found out Ning Jiwei's temperament.

There are means and brains, but they want too much and are tied up everywhere.

For example, Ning Jiwei couldn't have expected that she would come to find Mo Sheng after she fled, but she didn't send anyone to the West courtyard at all.

Because he dare not, dare not conflict with Mo at this time.

Otherwise, what about his big family?

Thinking of this, talilina said with a sarcastic smile: "those who stick to small measures will never achieve great things."

"I agree with that." Mo Sheng said with a smile, "if Ning Jiwei's gang could be as cruel as me, I wouldn't sit here now."

Talilina looked at him but said nothing.

It is her life creed that those who achieve great things don't stick to small things.

I don't know why, now she suddenly hates this creed, including herself.

Without her permission, her brain called out the picture of Mo Jue falling in front of her, and she still remembered the heat of the steel wire passing through his chest.

Why are there fools who fight their lives for others?

Talilina's hand holding the cup unconsciously tightened.

I don't know if that fool is still alive.

Aware of talilina's running spirit, Mo Sheng asked, "why, but I'm not used to black tea?"

"Nothing." talilina regained her consciousness, lowered her head and took a sip of black tea, some of whom were unhappy.

Mo Sheng slightly raised his eyebrows, waved to Lisa on the side and said, "change red wine."

"Yes." Lisa answered respectfully and turned to open the wine.

Mo Sheng here, whether it's tea or wine, it's the best thing.

But talilina couldn't get used to a mouthful.

It seems that

Only when you are with Mo Jue, the wine is fragrant.

Besides, everything is boring.

Mo Sheng looked at talilina and asked with a smile, "I don't know what you want to do next?"

Talilina shook the wine glass in her hand, and her wandering thoughts were pulled back. Her red lips were slightly open and her voice was cold: "make a quick decision. I'm a little sick of this game."

Make a quick decision, or her heart will deviate from the original track.

People who are used to darkness like them are not qualified to enter the light.

Hope and light are the things that really hurt her.