Leave the modesty and love him
After returning to the New Garden Villa, facing the empty house, Qiao Mo only felt her heart empty.
She flipped through the text messages and calls on her cell phone. None of them came from the person she was thinking about.
In his heart, he was even more afraid of Xiao Yan … This time he really didn't want her, didn't want their child.
For no reason, Qiao Mo's finger subconsciously tapped on Xiao Yan's cell phone number and dialed it.
Her heart followed the sound of the phone ringing and rose up to her throat at the same time.
Last time, before she left Switzerland, they quarrelled very fiercely, and once he said this door, they should never come looking for him again. She had said the same angry words, but now, she had lowered her head and gone to find him?
It was not because he was afraid of losing face, but because he was afraid. Xiao Yan was really angry, and this time, he would still not answer her call.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Qiao Mo waited quietly, waiting for an unknown amount of time, until a mechanical female voice sounded from the other side, reminding her: "Sorry, the call you made was not answered for the time being, please try again later …"
The phone in her hand was still lit, but her heart had already been extinguished because of that mechanical female voice.
Xiao Yan didn't even want to answer her phone anymore.
She was still thinking about how to apologize and coax him.
Even if she wasn't the one in the wrong in this matter.
But in love, who doesn't?
… ….
Xiao Yan, who was far away from the Switzerland, sat on the large black chair. His black eyes did not even blink as he looked at the missed call on the table.
He kept his eyes on the caller ID, from the time the call came in until it went out.
Whether or not he would answer Qiao Mo's call, or ignore her, became his concern.
He was unable to tell Qiao Mo about his body's condition. This time, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape his fate.
If that was the case, his choice would still be the same as two years ago.
Let her hate him and let her go.
But the only difference was that she was still carrying his child in her womb.
Xiao Yan's worry for her had increased by another level.
The man got up and stood in front of the French windows. Through the glass, he looked at the traffic below him.
Qiao Mo, a name that was engraved on the tip of his heart.
He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
All the memories about her were memories that were so warm and painful that she wanted to go back, but she could never have them again.
… ….
Qiao Mo stayed in New Garden's villa, day after day, from morning to night. She guarded her phone, but couldn't find any message or call for Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan seemed to have erased it from her life.
Could it be that because of Lu Hailan, he was really going to cut off all contact with her?
And their child, did he really not want it?
Qiao Mo slept soundly in the house. In her nightmare, no matter how hard she tried to run or chase him, he never looked back.
"Ah Yan...!"
Qiao Mo woke up from her nightmare.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she had fallen asleep on the sofa. When she woke up, she faced the empty house and her mood immediately dropped.
She and Xiao Yan had already been "lost" for more than half a month.
Qiao Mo mustered her courage and made who knows how many calls.
But on the other end of the phone, it was still the same … No one answered.
Qiao Mo's hand that was holding the phone drooped down dejectedly.
… ….
Half a month's worth of longing was suppressed in his chest, unable to be released.
Qiao Mo could not hold it in anymore and started to get anxious.
even called Zhao Qian, "Assistant Zhao, have you contacted Xiao Yan recently?"
Zhao Qian frowned slightly and said, "I haven't contacted the Boss recently. "Madame, aren't you with the Boss?"
Qiao Mo pursed her lips, finding it hard to say anything, "I came back early because I was a bit surprised. It has been a long time since Ah Yan contacted me. If Ah Yan comes to find you, Assistant Zhao, remember to remind me … "
In fact, Qiao Mo's heart was sour. Since when did she need to ask Zhao Qian about Xiao Yan's movements?
She was obviously his wife and the mother of his child. Compared to Zhao Qian, her relationship with Xiao Yan was even closer, but now, she had to rely on Assistant Zhao to send her messages regarding Xiao Yan.
Qiao Mo laughed bitterly.
Zhao Qian said respectfully, "Yes, Madam." "Don't worry. The Boss has been busy recently, so it wasn't able to give you a call."
Was he really unable to attend to it?
Or could it be that he didn't want to bother with her at all?
For an entire half a month, Xiao Yan did not receive any news, and when she called him, he did not pick up at all.
She knew that the last time she was in Switzerland, she had indeed angered him. Because of the matter with Lu Hailan, she had clearly chosen Lu Hailan.
But he should have understood her situation.
It wasn't that she really didn't want to be with him anymore. She didn't know why Xiao Yan would suddenly force her like that.
Qiao Mo lowered her eyes, and caressed her lower abdomen: "Baby, does Daddy really not plan to keep us?"
When women speak in such a manner, could it be that Xiao Yan had really meant what he said?
Qiao Mo picked up his phone and thought of many things. Since he was not answering his phone, he must be ignoring her.
If that was the case … What if she texted him?
He might even take a look.
With this mentality, Qiao Mo sent a message to Xiao Yan.
The content of the short message was very long. Qiao Mo said a lot, and at the end, she deleted all of the short message without missing a word.
No matter how he wrote it, he realized that something wasn't right.
In the end, he just wrote a short sentence and sent it over …
"Ah Yan, I apologize for what happened last time, you … Can you forgive me? "
Qiao Mo made the words sound so perfect, she had almost abandoned all of her pride, put down all of her modesty, and lowered her head to coax him.
But Xiao Yan might not reply her.
When the message was sent out, Qiao Mo did not feel that Xiao Yan would reply her.
His heart slowly sank.
… ….
Recently, Lu Hailan often came to the New Garden to see Qiao Mo. She had a very bad complexion, as if she was sick.
Qiao Mo was very worried, as she held Lu Hailan's hand and asked: "Mom, why have your complexion been so bad recently? Is she sick? "
Lu Hailan was startled, and then held her hand, "No, Mom is pretty good, maybe she stayed up late recently, so her expression is a little bad. "Just rest a bit and everything will be fine. Don't worry."
Qiao Mo's mind was not on it at all. She looked at the empty room and subconsciously sighed.
Lu Hailan also noticed it, and said: "Xiao Yan hasn't come back for so long, and you're still carrying his child in your stomach. Why are you still guarding this place when he's so heartless and disinterested? Xiaoxiao, listen to your mother and follow your mother, okay? "
Qiao Mo shook her head, looking at the empty room, she said resolutely: "Mom, I've already decided, I'll wait here for Xiao Yan to come back. I'm carrying his baby in my belly. Mom, I've thought it through, I can't possibly have broken up with him. "
Lu Hailan looked at her in disappointment, "Xiaoxiao, didn't you promise your mother before, that you would break off all relations with Xiao Yan? "Child, how can you go back on your word?"
"Mom, I'm sorry. I know you've never let go of your hatred, but Mom, can you also take my side and think about it for me? "
Lu Hailan took a deep breath, she did not want to argue with her daughter, she did not have much time left, there was no need to get angry with Qiao Mo because of an enemy.
After she died, even if Qiao Mo loved Xiao Yan any more, she would still not be with her anymore.
Lu Hailan sighed and patted her hand, "Mom is up to you. However, Xiaoxiao... You have to be careful of this man! "
"Mom, he is the father of the child in my womb. I believe that he will not harm me and the child."
Lu Hailan also did not want to say anything more.
She gave a deep glance at Qiao Mo, stroked her hair and said, "Xiaoxiao, if Mom is not here in the future, you have to take good care of yourself, do you understand?"
Actually, Lu Hailan's worries were completely unnecessary.
had not taken care of her at Qiao Mo's side even after so many years had passed. He had neither mother's love nor care for her, so he had lived alone for so many years.
"Actually, Mom knows. Xiaoxiao, you don't need me."
Qiao Mo frowned, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I not need you? "
Lu Hailan shook her head, her eyes moist as she wiped away her tears, "All these years, you were alone with your Uncle Qiao. I know that both you and your Uncle Qiao must have suffered greatly, especially yours.
When he mentioned Qiao Sheng, Qiao Mo's heart ached.
Qiao Sheng had already been dead for a few days. Although Qiao Sheng was not her biological father, he was even closer to her than his biological father.
"Mom, I'm not suffering, I'm just making things difficult for the Uncle Qiao."
Lu Hailan nodded her head, "When I get there, I will definitely thank your Uncle Qiao properly."
"Mom!" What did you say? "
Lu Hailan laughed, "That's right, what am I saying?"
But Lu Hailan understood that her condition was already deteriorating and she would not be able to live for long.
To be able to look at Qiao Mo quietly like this, she was already very satisfied.
… ….
The United States, Boston, Massachusetts, Massachusetts General Hospital.
It was unknown when Xiao Yan's operation was scheduled to happen, but the Group of Experts had yet to make a decision. As for himself, it seemed that he did not have any plans for the operation.
Xiao Yan had just finished a round of treatment that was unbearable pain. The man's face was pale white, but his chin was shiny, his eyebrows were clean and bright.
This man was a bit cold, causing one to think of the cold moon. He was arrogant and elegant.
female nurse brought the patient's phone into the resting room and handed it over to him. Then she used English to communicate with him: "Mr. Xiao, your phone has rung many times."
The man's slender and pale fingers took the heavy mobile phone and opened it. Inside the phone that had yet to receive calls, there were countless incoming calls and a message that had yet to be read. All of it came from one person: his wife, Qiao Mo.
Xiao Yan held the phone tightly and closed his eyes.
In his mind, he could almost imagine the anxiety and despair Qiao Mo must have felt when no one answered his calls.
His heart suddenly ached.
female nurse asked with concern: "Mr. Xiao, aren't you going to call back? "What if there's something important?"
Xiao Yan slowly opened his black eyes. His pupils were deep and serene, because his voice was a little hoarse after the chemotherapy. "I probably shouldn't have looked for her."