Chapter 403

Chapter 403 - Maybe both of Us Are in so Much Pain That We Wish We Were Dead

“I'm not letting go. If I let go, you'll stay as distant as you were before.” Ye Zichen held Mo Ya tightly in his arms once more.

“I don't want to wait here any longer. Mo Ya, I'm begging you. Even if you're unhappy or hate me, at least give me a chance! Before I could fight for it, you already condemned me.”

You have punished me for so many years.

But facing Du Yijue's choked voice, Mo Ya shouted again, “I'll do it again, let go!”

This time, he didn't push Du Yijue away, not out of softness, but because he feared hurting Mo Caier, who was in his arms.

Mo Caier's words left him bewildered. He didn't understand what had happened. However, seeing Du Yijue cry reminded her of her father shedding tears alone under a small lamp at night.

Perhaps it was the atmosphere, but Mo Caier suddenly started to wail, her cries echoing around them.

Passersby were already discussing Du Yijue's embrace with Mo Ya. Now, with Mo Caier crying, all attention was on her, and people started pointing and talking.

“Boss, let's talk inside the store!”

The waitress sensed something was wrong. Although she didn't know the relationship between Mo Ya and Du Yijue, she couldn't just stand by and let the passersby gossip.

Mo Ya was so furious that his eyes were filled with killing intent. However, with Mo Caier crying, he could only push Du Yijue away and storm into the shop.

“Mo Ya, open the door.”

Du Yijue didn't give up and kept banging on the door.

Inside the lounge, Mo Ya was furious. However, comforting Mo Caier was more important now, so he didn't rush out to chase Du Yijue away.

“Caier, don't cry. It was father's fault. He shouldn't have spoken so loudly. Did he scare you?”

Mo Caier's crying made Mo Ya's heart ache. But at that moment, another tear-streaked face flashed in his mind. It was Du Yijue, choking in pain.

Mo Ya suddenly stood there holding Mo Caier, lost in thought. It was unclear what he was thinking, but his eyes showed a complex emotion.

“Dad, who is that uncle? Why is he crying?”

Mo Caier stopped crying and asked Mo Ya, tears still on her face.

Mo Ya didn't know how to answer Mo Caier's question because he didn't know what Du Yijue meant to him.

Why? Why are you still haunting me after so many years?

“That uncle, he's just like father! It's sad to cry.” Mo Caier sobbed.

Mo Ya was stunned upon hearing that. Caier, did she see me cry?