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I don't want to be separated from you

It wasn't easy for him to occupy the position beside Zhao Xi, how could he easily hand it over to her?

"Actually, nothing is important. Living is the most important thing." Did the dead think so too?

Zhao Xi hugged Mo Jun and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

"Grandpa has a problem, don't blame me for it." Mo Jun sighed as he caressed Zhao Xi's long hair.

Zhao Xi's suppressed sobs grew louder, the pain and grievance she felt mixed together with her tears, "Grandfather, I'm sad!"

She and Mo Ziran had broken up.

She returned the dark blue to him.

Mo Ziran killed someone, she was very sad.

"It will pass, it will pass." Mo Jun's voice contained the calmness of a calm wave after experiencing countless vicissitudes of life, it was filled with a bone deep sense of consolation.

Zhao Xi stood in the original house, the injured parts of her body bandaged up. Her heart was empty, all the tears in her life had all fallen onto Mo Ziran's body.

The glass doors of the balcony were not closed. The wind blew in and lifted the curtains.

The handsome man, however, would no longer appear on the balcony.

There was a faint dent on her ring finger. She moved her finger, unaccustomed to it, but all she got in return was a bigger hole in her heart.

Nothing had changed in the Mo family. No one caused any trouble, no one doubted that Mo Bai's funeral would be held two days later. It was as if everyone had tacitly agreed to the fact that he suddenly died.

Zhao Xi didn't know whether this was because Mo Ziran had prepared a trap or because the old man was still alive.

The old man had told her that his grandfather was in trouble.

Zhao Xi vaguely understood what he meant.

He did not want to see the Mo family get into a huge conflict or be separated into groups. However, if Mo Ziran or Mo Bai's strength could overwhelm the other side, he would not interfere.

The old lady had told her that leaving Mo Ziran was probably because of this. If Mo Bai's strength surpassed Mo Ziran's, then the outcome today, Zhao Xi simply didn't dare to imagine.

She walked to the desk and took out a white piece of paper and a carbon pencil from the drawer. Her mind was in a mess, but after writing, Mo Ziran's name appeared on the paper.

She stared at those three words for a long time, and did not wipe them out, but instead wrote the initials of Mo Ziran's name on the side.

Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment, she thought for a moment, then wrote her own name on the paper, quietly depicting a perfect combination of two words.

The two letters intertwined on the paper, perfectly forming a beautiful shape.

However, the two of them had already gone their separate ways in reality.

Zhao Xi kept the drawing paper and laid on the bed to rest. She faced the balcony and closed her eyes.

The events of the past two days had made her body extremely tired. Even though her consciousness wasn't willing to go back to sleep, her body had already relaxed and entered into her dreams.

She slept uneasily.

In his dream, there was a basement. When Mo Bai rushed out of the door, he was shot to death by a gun, but he still said viciously: "Old Two, kill her!"

An Ziqi questioned why Mo Ziran wanted to kill her.

Ye Qing Qing's face turned sinister, she said that she had nothing, she said that her family was all dead.

Mo Ziran stood in the darkness with his head lowered. Zhao Xi ran forward with all her might, but the distance between them did not shrink at all. He lowered his head, her face covered with a dense haze, and something was flashing in her hands.

It was the gem ring.

Zhao Xi stopped in her tracks, unable to move any further.

She had given him up.

"Why didn't you get along well when I gave up on you?"

Zhao Xi's voice turned from low to loud: "Mo Ziran, what exactly do you want me to do?!"

"Mo Ziran, why did you do it! … Do you know how much I feel for you? "

A touch of warmth seemed to have come from the center of her palm as Zhao Xi subconsciously held tightly onto that familiar feeling, "Mo Ziran, I don't want to be separated from you, not even a little …"

In the darkness, Mo Ziran raised his head. His handsome and perfect face curved into a smile, and his eyes were as deep as ink. "Zhao Xi, you will never have another chance after returning the ring to me today!"

Zhao Xi anxiously looked for the storage ring on her finger: "Where's my ring? … Brother Ziran, where is my ring … "

"You gave me back the ring, and you never had another chance." Mo Ziran's face was cold and grave, his sexy voice was cold to the point of being emotionless. He quickly retreated, but no matter how hard Zhao Xi tried, he could not grab onto anything.

"No …"

She didn't want this, not at all.

Zhao Xi opened her eyes. The sky was already bright, the sunlight shone in through the balcony window, the glass door was closed, and the curtains were silently down. It was quiet and beautiful.

Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment. Was she closing the door yesterday?

She pulled back the covers and got up to check the glass doors on the balcony, but they were closed and not locked from the inside.

She grabbed her hair out of habit, and the pain from her fingertips caused her to reflexively withdraw her hand.

The injury was still there, and everything that had happened was not a dream.

The ring finger was empty. Nothing.

The old man was sitting in the garden with a pot of boiled water on the table beside him. Zhao Xi walked over to take a look at the fire.

The tea had yet to boil and was very calm. It had just been boiled.

"I wanted to wait for you to cook it, but I thought your hand was injured, so I gave up." Mo Jun looked at Zhao Xi's expression and laughed, "Although she's just a little kitten, her complexion is already much better."

Zhao Xi carefully sized up the old man's appearance, and asked in a soft voice: "Grandfather, you don't seem to have received any sort of blow."

If an old man were to know that his son and grandson had killed each other, he would definitely be so angry that he would have a heart attack.

"The Mo family has been like this for generations, I've experienced a lot when I was young." As long as the Mo family was stable, nothing else mattered.

"Actually, I think it's very strange. Why would grandfather treat me so well? "I'm not beautiful, not gentle, not a good birth, and I'm clumsy …" Zhao Xi thought back to when An Ziqi scolded her that day, and she had also gloomily revealed her own shortcomings. If he said it like that, she really did not have anything good to say.

Mo Jun looked at Zhao Xi as if she had discovered a new continent, "You can still recognize this?"

"…"

Zhao Xi was silent.

Usually, at this time, wouldn't the other party say a "but" at the beginning and then list out her strengths?

She had suffered a huge blow, but why wasn't she comforted at all? Could it be that she had really failed to the point that even the old tutor had deliberately skipped the topic?

"Do you know why I saved you?" Mo Jun picked up the fan on the table and opened it. On the fan was an old man sipping tea, Zhao Xi did not care about the details, with just a few strokes, it caused him to appear vividly on the paper.

"I don't know." This was what she had been wondering all along.

At that time, the person who wanted to kill her was Mo Bai. The old gramps had the same thoughts as him, and she didn't even know the old gramps at that time, so why did the old gramps want to save her?

"Because I was shocked by the way you were struggling to find Ye Zichen when you were unconscious." He had never believed in love, and he had never had love in his life.

But when the petite girl lost consciousness and was covered in blood, crawling towards Mo Ziran's direction, he seemed to have understood for a moment what love was.

"I was going to wait until you and the second brother woke up and ask about the situation before deciding whether or not I want to kill you, but when you saw me, you called me grandpa."

When Zhao Xi had just woken up, she looked confused but her eyes were extremely clear. She had never seen such clarity in his entire life, and in his pure eyes, there was a rare look of tenacity, as if it was reflected when she was desperately trying to walk toward Mo Ziran.

At that time, the word "grandfather" from Zhao Xi caused his heart to tremble a little. He turned around and left, and every time she saw Zhao Xi, her cleanliness made him unable to say words that wanted to kill her.

In the days that they spent together, it was natural for him to give up on that idea. In fact, he had even unknowingly truly taken her as his granddaughter.

It's the hardest thing to refuse.

The emotion that Mo Jun had never experienced before was realized by him.

He was old, and even if his heart was still stiff from the outside, it had already softened from the inside. Zhao Xi easily broke through that defense line and cleanly walked into his life, helping him recover from the weakness of his later years.

"Grandfather," Zhao Xi's eyes were completely red, yet her face was smiling happily, "In the future, this granddaughter will raise you!"

The corner of Mo Jun's mouth raised high, and a smile bloomed on his wrinkled face: "You've decided to be my granddaughter?"

"I returned the dark blue ring to Mo Ziran." Zhao Xi raised her left hand. Her empty fingers also made her heart feel empty.

Mo Jun looked at her expression and declined to comment.

The tea started to boil, Mo Jun skillfully raised the kettle, poured the water into the teapot, and started to boil: "Come and taste grandfather's tea."

Zhao Xi held up the teacup, gently twirled it, and took a whiff of the tea's fragrance: "Grandfather, before this, I actually didn't even know how to taste tea. But now, I can smell that it's very, very light and mellow."

What she had learned from the old man was invaluable.

"Then learn from me obediently. The tea you make is still far from enough." Mo Jun mercilessly criticized Zhao Xi's tea ceremony. Even though he had only taught her her tea once in his lifetime, she knew that her other disciples would definitely not be so stupid.

"…"

Do you think she didn't say anything?

"Now grandpa wants to tell you, think carefully, grandpa's words will never be taken back, but you must think carefully, because once this matter is announced, you and number two are really not going to be possible."

"Grandfather, didn't you want me and the Brother Ziran to separate before?"

Was it really because Mo Ziran had beaten Mo Bai?

Zhao Xi was a little confused by Elder Mo's attitude. What was he thinking about that she had never clarified.

But then, Zhao Xi started to mock herself, she had never seen any of the people around her clearly before, but she, no matter what she was thinking, would definitely be seen through no matter what she did.

Mo Ziran put down the cup, and said solemnly: "I still have hope."