Chapter 149

Beiming Mo wakes up in a pain

Open the misty eyes, he reflexively reached out to cover the dazzling light, only to find that his hand was wrapped in gauze.

Corners of the mouth, shoulders, arms, body As if there was pain everywhere, he gasped subconsciously

In my mind, I flashed fragments of last night's drunkenness, and the fight with Bai Muxi was a little vague now

"Mo, are you awake?"

A soft voice brings Beiming Mo back to reality.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Huixin, who was sitting by the bed. He said hoarsely, "aunt Xin."

Said, struggling to open the quilt to sit up.

"Oh, don't move, Mo, you're hurt." Jiang Huixin quickly orders the servant on one side to pad several pillows behind Beiming mo.

Beiming ink eyebrow deep lock, the eyes is not to hide the fatigue.

Jiang Huixin sighed, "Mo, what's the matter with you recently? Often see you come back drunk, is there anything unhappy? Why don't you talk to Aunt Xin? "

Beiming Mo rubbed the temple, pursed his lips, "it's OK, aunt Xin, you're so thoughtful."

"Well You've been like this since you were a child. Everything is in my heart, and no one is willing to say... " Jiang Huixin shakes her head and sighs, "Pei dai'er's marriage, aunt Xin knows that you are completely spoiled. You and Miss Su's affair, you. Dad has turned a blind eye now Now that we are all old, we can't decide many things But it's not a problem that you drink so much every day, and you're still injured all over now If you really want to marry Miss Su, why don't you take her home and have dinner with us some other day? "

Ever since mayor Pei was pulled down and put into prison, Pei's family has been in a slump.

What Beiming didn't expect was that Beiming Mo was so quick and accurate that he didn't give the Pei family any room to turn over. Pei dai'er is suffering from the enemy on both sides. She has no idea where she has been reduced for a long time

Yifeng is forced to leave his hometown again, and the eldest couple of Beiming wash their faces with tears every day As a matter of fact, although the founder of Beiming ink often appears on the covers of various media magazines, he always comes back drunk every night. He is even colder and speechless than before

Seeing this situation, Beiming master thinks that Beiming Mo is so decadent because he is worried about Su yingwan. After all, the woman surnamed Su has been with Mo for a long time. So no matter how much the old man objected to Beiming Mo and Su yingwan being together, now he has to compromise

"It's not necessary." North Ming Mo coldly picked pick eyebrow, sit straight body, ready to get out of bed, "if heart aunt nothing, then I go to work."

Jiang Huixin didn't expect Mo to be so absent-minded about Su yingwan. She said in a hurry:

"wait, Mo, listen to Aunt Xin finish these sentences, ok..." After a pause, Jiang Hui thought of Cheng Cheng in Australia, so she took a deep breath and continued to say, "aunt Xin knows that your mother's incident has dealt a great blow to you, but it's been so many years Mo, you also have your own children. No matter what you have experienced in the past, do you want Cheng Cheng to go the way you have gone and suffer what you have suffered? "

North Ming Mo Mou eye a tight, "heart aunt wants to say what?"

Jiang Huixin shakes her head In fact, aunt Xin doesn't mean anything else. Seeing that you come back every day smelling of wine, now you are hurt like this. It seems that you have something in your heart these days. Aunt Xin can't bear to look at it... "

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry." He habitually twisted his eyebrows. The bruise on the corner of his mouth did not affect his handsome appearance at all. On the contrary, it added a strong masculine atmosphere to him.

"How can we not worry? You and Cheng Cheng are really the same as father and son, the same stubborn, the same stubborn. Cheng Cheng has been to Australia for more than three months. The child is still so young that it's hard to avoid loneliness in other places. But every time he calls back, he also tells me: grandma, I'm ok. You don't have to worry. Listen, isn't the child saying what you are saying? "

North Ming Mo eyebrows across a trace of complex emotions, hook lips vomit way, "he went more than three months?"

Time flies. He thinks it's only a few days, because every day seems like a walking corpse to him. It doesn't make any difference

Jiang Huixin nodded, "yes. Or Do you want to visit Cheng Cheng in Australia? The child actually cares about your father. He must be very happy when you go Just think of it as a way to relax How's it going? "

Beiming Mo is silent.

When Jiang Huixin said this, he suddenly felt that these days he really ignored his children.

Thinking of his childhood, his heart trembled

"Say more..." He said perfunctorily, his eyes were so dark that he could not see his emotion clearly.

Jiang Huixin nodded and sighed, "well, I won't disturb you. You have a good rest..."

With that, Jiang Huixin left the room

Xing Huo guards at the door. After Jiang Huixin leaves, he goes in and nods respectfully to Beiming mo——"Master, you are awake. Do you want me to send someone for breakfast now? "

"Xing Huo, what happened last night?" Beiming ink help forehead, always as usual calm.

Xing Huo glanced at the master. "When I went to pick up the master last night, Mr. bermucci said that he had a fight with you about Miss Su, and then you left When I found the master, he was already drunk on the ground, with injuries all over his body and his mobile phone at his feet. "

"Don't you see anyone suspicious?" He rubbed his aching forehead.

"No Xing Huo said, "do you want me to investigate?"

Beiming thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "forget it. Maybe it's my illusion... "

After all, he was drunk last night, wasn't he?

Suddenly he thought of something. He asked, "what's the matter with Cheng? Is it true that more than three months have passed in a flash? "

In these days, why does he feel that the time is very long, but it seems very short?

Xing Huo was a little surprised. After seeing off Young Master Cheng, the master took the initiative to ask about him for the first time after more than three months. Xing Huo quickly nodded: "Young Master Cheng, everything is as usual. The reaction from the servant also says that young master Cheng is almost the same as when he was in Beiming. And his homework was great, his grades were excellent, he didn't make any friends, and he had a good time Xing Huo thinks that young master Cheng's life is similar to that of his master when he was a child... "

The last sentence of Xinghuo seems to touch a string in the heart of Beiming Mo!

His cold eyes shrank slightly. When he closed his eyes, the wound was slightly painful.

He took a serious look at Xinghuo, "do you really think that his present days are similar to my former days?"

Xinghuo thought a few times Master, I don't know if I should say something. Young Master Cheng's temper and personality are very similar to you. Maybe because you are too similar, it's easy to have conflicts. But it doesn't mean the master doesn't love the young master, nor does it mean the young master doesn't love the master... "

"Love?" As if hearing the word again, Beiming Mo's knuckles trembled. He got out of bed and went to the windowsill in his pajamas. Looking down from the window, he saw a vast green lawn in Beiming's home. He remembered that Gu Huan had also said the word "love".

"Smoke, fire."

Xinghuo quickly took out a cigar and handed it to him, "master, your injury has not healed, besides, smoking is not good for your health."

However, the fire could not persuade him.

He took the cigarette from Xinghuo's hand. He held it in the corner of his mouth, but accidentally touched the wound that was beaten and silted by Bai Muxi. He gasped coldly, "give me the fire!"

The punishment fire sighs, ignites for him.

A puff of smoke curled around in an instant, filled with the smell of nicotine, it was addictive.

Beiming Mo took a few deep puffs of smoke, and after a long time, he continued to say -

"Xinghuo, do you think I love my son?"

"Of course!" Xing Huo nodded without hesitation, "although the master's way may be a little cold, or the master doesn't know how to express, Xing Huo guessed that the master loves the young master, otherwise he won't cultivate the young master to become a talent..."

"No Beiming Mo suddenly sneered, holding a cigarette in his mouth, passing a touch of desolation in his eyes, "you are wrong, Xinghuo, I don't love my son, not at all!"

When Xing Huo was stunned, it was an accident

"You know, in the past five years or so, every time I see Bei Ming Si Cheng, I feel as if I saw myself in the past, because Bei Ming Si Cheng is not the crystallization of his parents' love, he is just the product of a man who has no feelings and a woman who has no feelings He is just like me. I hate myself, but I still make such a self So, I can't love him, Xinghuo, do you understand? "

In the mellow and low voice of Beiming ink, there is a trace of helpless desolation, which seems to ridicule himself and fate.

"Master..." It was not until this moment that Xing Huo suddenly understood why the master had been cold and even harsh to the young master all these years.

That's all because the birth of the master. The mother and the old man also gave birth to the master without love, which caused a tragedy

The master hated himself for creating a young master of Cheng and copying the tragedy he had experienced in those years Tragedy without maternal love

In fact, the master's heart is also bitter, and Xing Huo can't help sighing:

"Xing Huo knows But master, Master Cheng is your child after all. Does Master intend to let his next generation continue your regret? Xing Huo may not understand the master's mind, but Xing Huo can be sure that young master Cheng is 100% obedient to the master. The master asks the young master to learn multiple lessons, and the young master never complains. When the master asks the young master to go to Australia, the young master also has no objection. Because the young master has no mother, he has only one father, and he must be wholehearted to the master Love is the only way to be obedientDong.

Like the sound of a broken string in my heart.

Bai Muxi's fist, Jiang Huixin's words, and Xing Huo's advice at this moment.

It's like some kind of sharp weapon, peeling away his heart layer by layer.

Then, the loneliness of a room

The spring outside the window is beautiful.

Beiming Mo is still cold, smoking without emotion

Xing Huo stood beside the master in silence.