Chapter 388

The man didn't look up, just shook his head.

Muqiao staggered two steps back, "you are not Mohan, but why do you look so similar to him, why do you also call Mohan?"

She looked back and said to herself, "my husband's name is Mohan. He's my child's father. I know he's dead, but when I see you, I can't help looking forward to a miracle. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? You are as like as two peas, you are also called Mohan, but how can you not be him?

The man bowed his head and remained silent.

When Muqiao saw his appearance, his voice became cold. "Excuse me, goodbye."

Turn around and leave.

All the way drowsy, do not know how many stops of the bus, do not know how many times to take the wrong car, until dark, she arrived at the rental house.

Seeing that she was out of her mind, her parents welcomed her.

"How are you, Joel? Is it Mohan? " No matter what kind of resentment they have towards the Mo family, as parents, they still hope that their children will be well.

Joe shook his head. "No."

Mufu came forward and patted her on the shoulder. "The world is so big that it's just a coincidence, Joel."

Muqiao wanted to smile back, but tears fell down, and rushed forward to his mother's arms, "Mom, but I just feel that Mohan is not dead."

The mother patted her on the back a few times, "you say you are a child, then don't care what you did to you when you were alive. Do you want to think about him like this?"

Yes, he has nothing good, but who said, love is because the other side of their own good, there will be? Isn't it true that philanthropists should have good luck every day?

However, she still felt ridiculous, just because of the words before the man died, she moved her heart and moved her feelings.

It's hard to extricate yourself.

When Muling comes back from work, Xie Yu also comes here, holding his hand. When he sees the scene in the room, Xie Yu releases Muling and goes forward, "sister, what happened?"

Mu Ling put her work bag on the sofa, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for Muqiao, holding her arm, "sit down first."

Joe nodded.

"You went to him?"

Joe nodded.

"It's not him, is it?"

Joe nodded, but began to cry convulsively.

"That's good."

Muqiao raised his head, looked at Muling and said, "what do you mean?"

"He can't bring you happiness in his life, but he torments you like this when he is dying. Elder sister, did you owe him in your last life?"

Wood father in one side, slightly sigh, "Xiao Ling, say a few words, your elder sister enough uncomfortable."

"She, that's self abasement. With her ability and capital, what kind of man does she want to find? If she can't find it, then Mo's family will repay her with good? To raise children for Mo's family, then Mo Han, if he is still alive, he looks at you suffering so many grievances and sufferings, but he doesn't stand up to protect you. For such a man, I ask you, what's worth remembering and crying about? "

Wood Ling disposition is always mild, seldom speak so loud, wood Qiao temporarily Lengzheng, however, words rough reason not rough.

Xie Yu pulled him at one side, "Muling, you didn't see your elder sister, are you sick enough? Just say a few words. "

"You are all used to her like this. She is short of scolding. Muqiao, look at this family for yourself. What has become of Mo family? Look at mom and dad. How long has it been? The white hair on my head has increased several times. All this is given by Mo's family. Then Mo Han discriminated against you and misunderstood you in every way before he died. He can ignore you when he is pregnant. You can tell me, what's good about him? You think about yourself. When someone throws vegetables, eggs, and hides around with a child, if he is alive, where is he? Such a man, it is worth you to pay for the happiness of our family, but also cry for him? Is it worth it? "

Scold sound, a higher than a sound, Muqiao is very clear, Mu Ling is in this world, in addition to her parents, the most love her person, the more ugly he scolds, heart pain, and will not be less than her.

Outside the door, a figure turned and left. In the place where the figure stood, a few drops of blood, in the moonlight, some people seeped.

Xie Yu's mobile phone suddenly rings, it's the sound of information.

She took it out and looked at it. It was from her sister.

See text message content, she was surprised, busy forward, handed the mobile phone to Muqiao, "sister, you see."

Muqiao sniffed and took the phone.

Sister Xie's message is like this: "sister, that day, the man was not willing to go with me, but later, I said it was because my sister wanted to see her mother-in-law's family, so I had no choice. The man suddenly agreed. At that time, he felt that he was soft hearted. Now, I wonder if he chose to go because you want to go? Maybe he is the father of Xiaoyou, because he didn't take my money and left. "

Muqiao's eyes suddenly widened. She grabbed the bag in her hand and ran out.

"Sister, I'll drive you."

Mu Ling pulls Xie Yu, "what are you doing together?"Xie Yu props up her toes and kisses Mu Ling on her face. "Mu Ling, you can go with me. If she is happy, we can be happy, can't we?"

"Xiaoyu, let's go, Dad. It's so late, she's a girl's home..."

Mu Ling sighed helplessly, picked up the bag on the sofa and ran after it.

Xie Yu makes an "OK" gesture to Mu Fu, and then follows him out.

After driving a few steps, it suddenly began to rain heavily.

Muqiao looks out of the window and doesn't talk all the way. She doesn't know what Mo Han's experience is. She doesn't know why Mo Han didn't die. But the reaction of Mo's family doesn't seem to be deceiving her.

Too many whys made her gasp.

Mohan, it's you, isn't it? You're not dead. You're always by my side, right?

At the thought of this, Joe's tears couldn't stop.

The speed of driving was much faster. In less than half an hour, Muqiao arrived at the intersection of the demolished house in the morning. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. She ignored the umbrella, pushed the door open and rushed out.

Knocking on the iron gate in the morning, it is urgent and heavy.

The man who opened the door was still the middle-aged man in the morning. When he saw that it was her, his face was obviously smiling.

"Girl, is that you?"

Muqiao pushed open the iron door and rushed in. She pushed the door in the morning. The door was locked from inside. She was very happy.

"Mohan, open the door, Mohan..."

As soon as the door was opened, Muqiao rushed in and looked at a woman on the bed, holding a quilt against her chest and looking at her in horror.

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