Chapter 58: Mo Qi's Fanwai

When he was fifteen or sixteen, he was tempted to lie on the wall of Liu Yuan's house. Everyone said that Liu Jiao's daughter Jiao'e looked good, and some of his sons and brothers asked to see if it looked as good as the legend. He was just pulled over.
He is also rushing to study. If he didn't grow up well enough, he still has a good name, and he would have ended with those brothers who were sent out.
The family's sons always look down on him, but only because he is Mo family, he is willing to sell him a good; also, in order to cultivate his network, he accompanied these inexperienced sons to play tricks.
The young girl was so pretty. When she turned back inadvertently, her delicate face hid with surprise and panic, and hurriedly hid in the flower forest, fluttering petals across each other's face, and also struck Mo Qi's heart. He had seen all sorts of beauties in Mo's house, but he fell in love with this man alone.
Later, the girl who grew up when Mo Qi became the homeowner became his wife.
He had also tried to make this person happy, so that this person smiled at himself; but the other party was always unhappy, holding his cheek and looking out the window, not even knowing when he would be around. Mo Qi knew that this person's heart belonged, but what is it called? As long as you treat her day after day, maybe you can look back at his heart?
No, even if he accepts one beauty after another, with new love and new child, the person is unwilling to look at him. Only occasionally, she softly coaxed the girl in her arms and smiled at her.
How jealous he was, even if it was a biological one.
That man knew the rules of Mo's house. As long as she begged herself to obey herself, of course he would not have the heart to attack his children. He even violated the elders for her, making Mo Yuxi the only normal growing child of the Mo family.
But this man still didn't want to ignore him.
Mo Qi thought it was okay, this time is still long, and the person who last accompanied the other person to go down was him, and one day he could take the place of the person in her heart. Before he dreamed of a better life in the future, this man would not even care for his two children, and he would pass away.
Even before he died, he had to see Mo Yuxi and refused to let him in to see her.
Oh, how cruel.
I heard that a person cannot survive without being in the ground. If he is incinerated by fire, he will turn into a ghost and look for the person she hated most during his lifetime.
He sent Mo Yuxi into the palace, and even cultivated Mo Jingyu from a young age into a plaything, in order to keep the person from staring at him and turn him into a ghost to seek revenge at night. No, he never appeared in that dream.
Mo Qi also tried to burn everything about the person, but often at night, he couldn't help but lie in the bed where the other person had slept, and then thought about the warm touch at that time.
Year after year, he can only put all his feelings on the grand cause, so as to calm down the pain in his heart.
Mo Yuxi is more like him than mother, but Mo Jingyu, more like her, but the older the child grows, the more he looks like him, leaving his only thoughts gone. So he hated that after learning that Mo Jingyu had fled, he vented all his anger on the dark guard.
What a distorted psychology, because even if he can't get it, he can't even see that these people can get the love that he dreams of.
As he wished, he sent Mo Jingyu far away.
This child's appearance is more and more biased towards him, but no matter how he teaches, his character is more like his mother. I thought this man could deal with himself very hard, but I didn't expect that this child was behind the scenes for Sa'Hada, and he laughed at it as a bargaining chip.
Suddenly thought that when the man was angry, he bit his hand in annoyance, and then scolded him madly. At that time, he really felt that this man was like a cat, scratching him so much that it didn't hurt or itch, but his heartache was terrible.
Now Mo Jingyu is the same.
Silly and naive, thinking it would humiliate him. But more like his mother, he is a deadly being.
He taught only two children personally throughout his life, one was Mo Yuxi and the other was Mo Jingyu; he always wondered if she would abuse that person's child like this, would she blame him half-night in the dream at night, even if it came No matter what he ordered, he would like to see her.
But he did not expect that after so many years, he never saw this person, but taught a child like her.
"No, I think the biggest achievement of my life may have taught you."
Mo Qi had been with these two children once in his life, once when the man was still alive, and Mo Yuxi was born. He also changed the diaper for the child himself, and then took her up high. It may just be too long. The child was very young at the time, and he didn't remember the past. It was about this time for Mo Jingyu.
He was like an ordinary father who was proud of his child, and said softly to the child.
After the negotiation failed, his body gradually weakened, and the subordinates found countless doctors for him, but did not see what was wrong with his body; Mo Yuxi in the palace brought the medical doctor himself, and she looked expressionless and did not look Is it sad or happy.
"I'm a bit sad to think that you might just die like this. Why did God treat you so kindly and let you die without any torture?" She said.
No, God is the most unforgiving person. Otherwise, how could he live in torture day / day / day, and even look at that person's face.
He thought that this was probably the only time in heaven that loved him so much that he could finally take him away and no longer allow him to bear the pain of acacia.
Lying on the bed, killing his life little by little, but Mo Qi felt that it was not boring, because he was lying in that person's bed, and seemed to share the same bed with that person, before he died. Feel the warmth of the other party.
Since the other party was gone, he has never called the person's name; after a long time, he did not expect the other party to come to see him, only to solve the acacia suffering through the few tender pictures in his mind.
It is so pitiful and humble that the world sighs, admires him, and spits him, but no one knows how he spends it day after day.
It doesn't matter, anyway, the Mo family will also be destroyed in his hands. The deformed system will only stay in history after all, and he is just a dust in the long river.
One night, Mo Qi was heavy and couldn't tell whether the handwriting was in sleep or reality. He saw the man he hadn't seen for a long time, his counterpart's face was pale and pale, and his eyes were filled with hatred and bloodstains, but in his eyes he still looked as good as the original.
Just like in the flower forest in the yard, the petals blown by the wind, he saw the man hiding in the flowers, with an angry flying glow on his face, and a mist of water covering his eyes, just watching he.
It looks great.
"For so many years, you finally came to see me."
The author has something to say:
tui, stinky man. Naimanjin will not write any more, and the plot will be in the next story.