Chapter 320

"Mom!" Mo Zhaoyun shouted and said, "you are too tired to take care of a child."

"I can hire a nanny," said Mo's mother. "Besides, you know, Waner likes Xuanxuan best. If she were there, she wouldn't have the heart to send him to the orphanage."

Now, Mo Zhaoyun has nothing to say.

He saw with his own eyes how good Gong Waner was to Xuanxuan. He simply regarded him as his own son. Indeed, if she were there, she would never agree with him. Indeed, this decision was selfish, but Gong Waner

"Zhao Yun, if you come back late and see you like this, I'm afraid I won't forgive you," said Mo's mother. She knew that Mo Zhaoyun would definitely compromise when she moved out of the palace.

Indeed, Mo Zhaoyun said, "well, let him stay. However, you have to hire a nanny."

"No problem!" Mo's mother smiled.

The two of them were chatting with each other. They didn't notice that there was a child sitting on the stairs. After they reached an agreement, he went back to the room silently. His face was heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

The next day, Mo Zhaoyun had a party and drank some wine. He drove the car, originally wanted to go home, and unknowingly came to the downstairs of his apartment with Gong Waner.

He still looked up and suddenly saw that there seemed to be a light on their floor.

Late?

His eyes were shining, and he rushed upstairs without locking his car. The hand holding the key trembled and opened for several minutes before he opened the door.

He stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He looked forward to seeing Gong Waner, but what he saw was a strange woman. His heart was filled with disappointment, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

"What's the matter with you, sir?" asked the woman.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at her and asked weakly, "who are you?"

"I'm an hourly worker. You asked me to clean regularly," the woman replied.

Mo Zhaoyun remembered that it seemed that Mo Qi had been looking for an hour's work. He said, "you go, you don't have to come again." then he sat on the sofa.

The woman was a little strange. Seeing that Mo Zhaoyun was not very comfortable, she asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

"Go!"

Mo Zhaoyun only said one word, but it was enough to make people afraid. The hourly worker shrugged and left the apartment.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at everything in the living room. He would never step here until he wanted to find Gong Waner. Unexpectedly, he still came, and under such circumstances.

The Baijiu have dizzy spells, and the liquor's aftertaste has come up in a moment.

He seemed to see Gong Waner sitting next to him and said angrily, "why drink so much wine? Drinking hurts your body, do you know?"

"Night, I promise you, I'll never drink again." Mo Zhaoyun murmured softly, like a child who did something wrong.

But there was no response in the apartment. It was quiet.

Mo Zhaoyun knew that he was dreaming again. In the past six months, he didn't know how many times he woke up when he fell asleep, and then found that Gong Waner was not around. And his eyes must be open in the middle of the night, because he can't sleep anymore.

He frowned and fell asleep on the sofa.

The night was getting cold. After sleeping, Mo Zhaoyun woke up.

He looked at the furnishings next to him and knew that he was back. There was no palace night around him. There was only an endless sense of desolation.

Another night, open your eyes until dawn.

……

Two years later, Mohs president's office.

"Mo Zong, we should go," Mo Qi said.

Mo Zhaoyun looked out of the window and nodded.

Time passed so fast that more than two years have passed since Gong Waner disappeared. In the past two years, he almost turned China over, but he just couldn't find her. The world is so big that it's not easy to find someone?

Mo Qi saw that Mo Zhaoyun was lost in reverie, so he shouted again: "Mr. Mo, your plane in an hour, we're leaving."

Mo Zhaoyun turned his head and looked at Mo Qi. After being stunned for a second, he stood up, put his hands into his trouser pocket and said, "let's go."

An hour later, Mo Zhaoyun and Mo Zhi boarded the plane to France. Mo Zhaoyun was invited to be the judge of a photography competition.

When he first heard this, he wanted to refuse. Later, he thought that photography was gong Waner's hobby. He thought that if he could contact this, he might be closer to her. Without Gong Waner around, he can only be closer to her in this way.

I don't know how long before the plane landed in Paris, France. Both of them were a little tired, so they went back to the hotel first.

"Mr. Mo, the activity will be at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. You can have a rest now," Mo Qi said.

Mo Zhaoyun nodded and began to take off his coat. Mo Zhi also left Mo Zhaoyun's room.

After Mo Zhaoyun woke up, he looked at the ceiling and was in a trance. He didn't know where he was. Since Gong Waner disappeared, he always felt like this, because without her, his heart would have no home. Therefore, no matter where he is, he seems to be a duckweed, allowing the water to float around unconsciously.

He smiled bitterly, got out of bed and wanted to take a bath. When he found that there was no bath towel in the bathroom, he wanted to call the front desk. However, after he picked up the microphone, he put it down and decided to go to the front desk to ask.

He put on his clothes and took the elevator to the first floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

He was surprised and turned to look. The figure had disappeared. He quickly went to the next elevator and found that it was already going up. He pressed the elevator hard, but found it in vain. It took him a few seconds to calm down.

I think I read it wrong.

Mo Zhaoyun thought. Over the past two years, he has always had such an illusion, so it's no wonder.

He hooked his lips, went to the front desk for a bath towel, and then went back to his room.

After taking a bath, he sat on the balcony overlooking the night view of Paris. Somehow, the figure just appeared in his mind, which was so familiar and true.

"Night, if it were really you, how good it would be." Mo Zhaoyun shook his goblet and gently spit out these words.

But he knows, how could it be her? I haven't found her for two years. How can I meet her here by chance? His palace night son seems to be avoiding him. How can he appear so easily?

impossible.

Mo Zhaoyun sipped his lips, and then drank the red wine in the glass. Over the past two years, he seemed to have countless such nights, watching the night scene, blowing the cool wind, thinking of his palace night Son, and then stayed up all night.

It is said that women use love deeply, but men are not?

In the past two years, although the people around him didn't say it, they more or less wanted him to give up. Mo Zhaoyun was helpless and lamented that they didn't understand themselves. On the other side, he ordered Mo Qi to strengthen and expand the scope. He knew for a long time that if he didn't find Gong Waner, his life would never be peaceful.

Just like now, Mohs has a better development, and he has a greater reputation in the mall, but he is not happy at all. Without Gong Waner, he lost his happiness.

Mo Zhaoyun drank a few more cups and sat like this without sleep.

The world is too big for me to find you; The world is too small to hold you.

This seems to be mo Zhaoyun's voice.

The night was cool. There was no her around him, only himself.

……

The next morning, before dawn, the whole world seemed to be in a hazy state.

Mo Zhaoyun woke up and found himself leaning on the back of the chair and fell asleep. He didn't know when he fell asleep. He felt very strange. He couldn't sleep in the past. He didn't know what happened to him last night.

Maybe alcohol?

Without much thought, he put on a dress and went out of the room. He was a little hungry. He came to the restaurant of the hotel and sat by the window.

As soon as he sat down, he heard a voice, "I'll go to the bathroom."

The sound is

Mo Zhaoyun quickly turned his head and saw a familiar figure, wearing a white dress, walking towards the bathroom.

Is it Gong Waner?

He was a little stunned and sat motionless in his chair. A minute later, he got up and walked quickly to the bathroom.

He waited outside until the woman in white came out. He first lowered his head, then looked up, and finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" the woman asked, her face full of joy.

Mo Zhaoyun was disappointed and said, "I'm sorry, I recognize the wrong person." then he turned and walked back to his seat.

She is not Gong Waner.

He always thought, how can there be such similar voices and figures in this world? He shook his head reluctantly. He didn't know whether he missed Gong Waner too much, or whether God was deliberately teasing him. In less than 24 hours, he encountered such a thing twice.

He frowned, put down his coffee and went back to his room.

When it was completely daybreak, there was a knock on the door in his room.

"Come in."

Then he saw Mo Qi, holding some documents.

Mo Zhi frowned at Mo Zhaoyun, who was so tired, and asked, "Mr. Mo, you didn't sleep last night?"

Maybe he slept, or maybe he didn't sleep long. Mo Zhaoyun nodded gently.

Mo Qi, who has been around him, doesn't know this. He sighed and said, "I checked yesterday. There is no Chinese named 'gong Waner' in Paris."

For more than two years, every time he went on a business trip, Mo Qi would do such a job to check whether there was a record of Gong Waner in the city, even if he only stayed for a few days. Unfortunately, they got nothing. I went to nearly 100 cities, none of them.

I still remember once, there was a real "Gong Waner" in the city, but when Mo Qi tried his best to find her, he found that she was a middle-aged woman in her forties, which made people cry and laugh.

Mo Zhaoyun didn't know what response he should make. He just nodded and asked, "what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock sharp." Mo Qi replied.