Zhao Yerong was curious about what Mo Hong wanted to say to the old lady. She couldn't help asking, "what's so important? What else do you want to say? "
"Nothing." Mo Hong didn't answer Zhao Yerong's question directly. He went straight to the old lady's ward.
With the loss of heart, Zhao Ye Rong subconsciously uneasy. She hurriedly chased Mo Hong for two steps, and said in a voice: "these days, when mom is better, let's take her back. She should want to deal with dad's business as soon as possible."
Mo Hong thinks what Zhao Yerong said is reasonable and nods.
Zhao Yerong saw that Mo Hong didn't change her look as usual. She was sure that what Mo Hong wanted to say to the old lady had nothing to do with her. She put back her worried heart. He suggested: "if you decide to go back early, I'll go back and make arrangements in advance. You'll stay here with mom and wait for mom It's better to take dad home and take care of him. "
Mo Hong looks at such thoughtful Zhao Yerong, can't help but feel a little moved. His thick palm is half close to her back and embraces her: "it's hard for you."
She is so considerate of him and his mother that Mo Hong feels a little guilty about her neglect recently.
Zhao Yerong grinned and was very satisfied with Mo Hong's attitude towards her: "you are my husband. Of course, I will try my best to help you, so that you don't have any worries."
She said, but there was something strange in her eyes.
She really wants to go back to solve her worries, but it's not Mo Hong's, but her own.
In any case, she had to try her best to keep Mrs. Li from talking. Finally, Mrs. Li didn't mention anything about the medicine that day. Maybe she directly admitted that she put the medicine wrong. This is unfair to Li Sao, but only in this way can we completely wash away her suspicion.
Zhao Yerong came out of the hospital. A few seconds ago, her face was warm. At the moment, there was only hatred left.
The news of the old man's death is too sudden. Zhao Yerong must take action immediately, so as not to wait for everyone to come back to their senses and have time to think, and then see her horse's feet.
And the old lady, in addition to want to take the old man home, really have no other wish. Zhao Yerong got what he wanted and went back for a few days.
Then the old lady and Mo Hong sent the old man back together, leaving ye mushen and Mo Shen to deal with the aftermath.
Since this happened, Mo Shen and ye Mu almost forget how happy they were when they got married that day. Everything is like a dream. Those happy, happy, frightened, incredible and painful are all dreams, and this dream has not woken up yet.
But a dream that won't wake up is not reality. What is it?
Late at night, Mo Shen was staring at the window. He didn't know whether he was looking at the window or the scenery outside. He looked in that direction, almost without blinking. The leaf mu of the side of the body has already fallen asleep, she slightly turns over the body, a hand put on Mo Shen's arm.
Mo Shen's long-term action is interrupted by Ye Mu's action. He looks at Ye Mu and looks at her. It's hard for him to smile at the moment.
Mo Shen took away her arm, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Ye Mu sleeps very well, but he habitually touches his side in the middle of the night. Did not touch the familiar temperature and contour, ye Mu slightly opened his eyes, there are some wake-up traces.
She was still half sitting up in drowsiness, and looked around her eyes. She didn't see Mo Shen. She then pulled her pyjamas from the hanger and walked out of the bedroom.
There is no deep shadow in the living room, kitchen and study.
Ye mu can be sure that Mo Shen was beside her half an hour ago. After a while, where can he go?
Ye Mu pushes the rooms downstairs one by one. She thinks that Mo Shen should be at home.
Sure enough, ye Mu pushed open the innermost guest room, turned on the light, and saw Mo Shen standing in the small living room of the room.
This is the residence of the old man and the old lady the day before the wedding. Knowing that the old man needs to be quiet, she and Mo Shen specially prepare this relatively quiet house for him. Although the old man lived here, she and Mo Shen never came.
That night, Peipei was ill. They all focused on their children and ignored them. Now they have time, but everything is a pity. They had many opportunities to have a good chat with the old man, but they always felt that there was plenty of time in the future. They wanted to finish their work.
But in the end, they didn't almost talk to the old man.
Ye Mu looks at Mo Shen standing silent. Mo Shen is in a bad mood. Ye Mu is clear. If it makes Mo Shen feel better, don't stop him.
Mo Shen didn't look back, but he knew that ye Mu was standing behind him: "on the wedding day, my grandfather told me that when the wedding was over, he wanted to have a good chat with me."
These words, he seems to talk to himself, and like to say to Ye mu.
"That day, I thought it would be OK even if we didn't have time to chat. We could go back and chat. There was plenty of time..." But the world is too impermanent and cruel, so there is no sign of farewell, even to give them time to prepare in mind.
Mo Shen regretted that he didn't talk with the old man before. He ignored these things for his work. Even in the end, he didn't accompany the old man well.Ye Mu moved forward, put his palm on Mo Shen's shoulder, and stroked him a few times. Before he said anything, his eyes were red: "we didn't expect such a result."
Including Ye mu, she did not expect. It's a coincidence that something like this happened on the wedding day.
The old man said before that his biggest wish is to see Mo Shen get married and have children. The father who gave birth to a son saw it and married. He also saw the wedding that day. The wedding can be regarded as the end of the father's wish, and the father has no regrets. But the happiest time is when his relatives leave. This happiness will bring some sadness when you think about it.
Didn't search side body looking at Ye Mu's hand, hold her to put in his shoulder's hand: "here still has grandfather's breath, I want to wait a moment."
The old man has many hobbies in his life. Antiques and calligraphy are the two most persistent. The old man is in poor health, but he practiced calligraphy on his last day here. His handwriting is still in this room. Mo Shen unfolds it casually. The familiar handwriting is painful.
Ye Mu pursed her red lips and stood beside Ye mu. She looked at the words and turned around in a few minutes.
Mo Shen is in a bad mood. She doesn't want to influence him any more.
"Grandma is very worrying now, and you need to accompany her more. At this time, Mr. Mo should adjust himself well." Ye Mu said, swallowing his throat.
Mo Shen released the copy and answered Ye Mu's words: "I understand. I think I'll be alone for a while. Go back to bed early. "
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