The whole world just wants you to love me

Two years later—

After Chu Qiao went to Australia, under the care of the doctor, she recovered very well.Every week, Xu Shan will report the situation to Mo Zhengyan.

After Mo Zhengyan finished listening, there was no change on his face.

"This is the photo from over there." Xu Shan said, putting down the envelope.

Mo Zhengyan said, "Go out."

Xu Shan left in silence.

Mo Zhengyan took a cigarette and smoked it indifferently.

A cigarette was half smoked before he picked up the envelope and opened it to look.

In the photo, Chu Qiao was standing sideways in front of the window, her eyes were looking straight ahead, she didn't know if she was looking at the blue sky or something.So pious, such a beautiful gesture.It's just that hair, but it's not as long as it was when I left.Because I followed the doctor's advice, for the sake of convenience, I cut my hair off.There was an unfathomable beauty in her quiet and indifferent profile, and Mo Zhengyan's heart suddenly felt hot.

Mo Zhengyan looked at this photo for a long time.

He didn't even realize that the smoke at his fingertips had already ignited a lot.

Because the soot was too long, it quietly fell and landed on the photo.

Startled, Mo Zhengyan hurriedly blew it away, stroked the photo with his hand, looked at it carefully, and found that there was no mark, so he was relieved.

Then, he took out the wallet from his suit pocket and put the photo in the empty compartment.

Put away the wallet again, close to the chest!

Immediately, he pressed the phone button, "Secretary Xu, notify the department managers that the meeting will take place in 10 minutes."

Everything seems to be the same, nothing has changed.

Mo Zhengyan is still as usual, he is still the head of the Mo family, the proud son of the much-anticipated.

However, he hasn't smiled for a long time.

At least, not really laughing.

Mo Jichuan would invite him to drink from time to time, and Mo Zhengyan would sometimes go, and sometimes refused.On this day, Mo Jichuan spoke again, but Mo Zhengyan refused.

Mrs. Mo has not been in good health in recent years.I don't know what happened, it turned out to be getting worse.Seeing that it was the end of another year, Mrs. Mo was admitted to the hospital.This day, Mo Zhengyan saw that he had no official business or entertainment, so he went to visit her in the hospital.

Separated in the parking lot, Mo Jichuan just watched Mo Zhengyan's car go away, feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the past two years, Mo Zhengyan really never left Los Angeles.

As long as it was business negotiations abroad, he handed it over to Mo Jichuan.Mo Jichuan knew that Mo Zhengyan did this on purpose.

He wants to stay in the country, he is not going anywhere.

But what about his heart?

Maybe, maybe already across the ocean, to the other side of the ocean.

To another person, to the side of the woman.

It's just that these two people really are an impossible couple.

Mo Jichuan thought for a while, he didn't have the heart to drink alone, and remembered that there was one thing he hadn't done.He picked up the phone and dialed someone.

It was Song Yingzi's call.

"Brother Ji Chuan, what's the matter?"

"A few days ago, when I was sorting things out, I found a portrait of your sister. Do you want it?"

"want."

"Then are you free now? I can just deliver it."

"it is good."

After the two chatted for a few words, Song Yingzi only said to meet in her studio.After Mo Jichuan hung up the phone, he went back to his apartment first, then picked up the painting, and then drove to Song Yingzi's place.

Today's Song Yingzi, after filming director Li's movie, quickly became popular, and now she is also a popular movie star, and she has released a solo album, which is also a bestseller, and her status is extraordinary.

The assistant came downstairs to meet him, but Mo Jichuan didn't go up either. He just asked the other party to send the portrait up.

The assistant agreed, took the portrait and went upstairs.

Song Yingzi is putting on makeup and changing clothes. She has to catch an announcement in a while, and she will be interviewed by a TV station.

"Miss Song, this is the portrait sent by that gentleman." The assistant said.

Song Yingzi turned her head, "What about others?"

"Oh, he's gone."

Song Yingzi didn't care when she heard this, and ordered softly, "Put this portrait down."

"Yes."

The makeup artist quickly put on makeup for Song Yingzi.Song Yingzi stood up and compared herself in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.Suddenly, looking through the mirror, I saw the photo frame behind me covered with lemon-yellow velvet cloth.Her eyes were fixed, but she turned around slowly and walked towards the photo frame.

Song Yingzi lifted the photo frame, and then put it on the chair. The frame was stable, she hesitated, and took off the flannelette.

In an instant, a portrait of a woman came into view impressively.

That was Song Chenxi's portrait.

It was a portrait of my sister.

His eyebrows are delicate, gentle and beautiful, and he smiles so warmly.Still the same year, young and beautiful.After so many years, nothing has changed.

Song Yingzi was a little distracted at a glance, she couldn't help herself, her eyes were a little sour.

The make-up artist saw her from behind, walked up to her curiously, and said in surprise, "Miss Song, who is this beautiful lady?"

Song Yingzi said, "She is my older sister."

"Oh, so it's your sister. She's so beautiful, um, she's quite different from you, Miss Song."

Listening to the man's words, Song Yingzi fell into memories, she murmured, "My sister, she is different from me, she is very nice, and is very gentle to everyone..."

Unlike her, who only pretends to be smart and acts recklessly.

The man was chatting with her, and suddenly found something, and asked in surprise, "Who painted this painting? The artist is very good."

"Do you know how to draw?"

"I studied it a few years ago."

"It was drawn by my sister's boyfriend."

"So that's the case. It's just that, for such a gentle girl, why did you draw her eyes so indifferent?" The other party said suspiciously.

Song Yingzi was startled suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and she hurriedly looked at the painting.

The woman in the painting is indeed Song Chenxi.

But those eyes, those eyes are not sister's eyes!

My sister won't look at people with such indifferent and cold eyes!She is always gentle and gentle!

Song Yingzi's heart tightened, she suddenly didn't understand, who is the woman in the portrait?

Could it be, isn't she a sister?

The more Song Yingzi thought about it, the more frightened she became, and suddenly she couldn't help herself, so she shouted, "Get out!"

The man was also startled, he didn't know where he made a mistake, and he didn't dare to stay, so he hurried out.

After the people left, Song Yingzi stood in front of the portrait, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Her thoughts were in a mess, she didn't want to think like this, but she couldn't!

This look, this look, is indeed not my sister's!

But this portrait was painted by Mo Zhengyan!

My sister said so back then, so she knew it clearly!

Song Yingzi thought of another woman, another woman who went to a foreign country.Naturally, she also knew about Mo Zhengyan's injury back then.Later, I also heard that she was sent abroad by him.Time flies, and now two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Another year is approaching, but in the flick of a finger.

Two years, I thought it was so slow, but it seems to be so fast.

At this moment, Song Yingzi looked at the portrait, and she suddenly felt a longing in her heart, she suddenly wanted to know, and suddenly she wanted to ask Mo Zhengyan.

Could it be, could it be that my sister is the substitute?

Song Yingzi remembered how angry and anxious she was when she knew that Chu Qiao had stabbed Mo Zhengyan.She was cursing Chu Qiao, cursing that woman was just a substitute, if her sister hadn't died of illness, then how could she be with Mo Zhengyan.

However, when Mo Jichuan tried to dissuade her, he told her the truth.

"Xiao Zi! You should be sober! Even without your sister, he will still be with her! It has nothing to do with your sister!"

"You nonsense! The reason why my brother-in-law is with Chu Qiao is because of my sister! If it wasn't because of my sister, would my brother-in-law be? Of course not! If my sister is not sick, if my sister is still alive, they are still together! Where is the turn?" That woman! How could she hurt him like this today!"

Song Yingzi was so indignant, so stubborn, she insisted on her own conclusion, and refused to give in half a step.

But at that moment, Mo Jichuan seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and shouted at her, "Your sister is not sick at all! She didn't die of illness!"

"What did you say?" Song Yingzi was shocked by the sudden words.

Mo Jichuan said again, "Your sister didn't die of illness, it was my brother who lied to you!"

"Then how did she die? Then how did my sister die?" Song Yingzi asked the truth hysterically.

Mo Jichuan was a little reluctant to mention it, but under Song Yingzi's repeated questioning, he had already reached the point where he had to say it.

Finally, the truth was told.

"Your sister committed suicide."

Song Yingzi couldn't accept such a truth!

suicide?

My sister committed suicide?

No, it is absolutely impossible!

Mo Jichuan said, "Because the eldest brother wanted to separate from her, she couldn't accept it, so she committed suicide. Later, you were lonely and helpless, and he was afraid that you would be sad, so he told you that she died of illness."

Two years ago, when Mo Jichuan said that, Song Yingzi refused to believe it no matter what!

Two years ago, she once wanted to seek the truth from Mo Zhengyan, but in the end she didn't dare!

Song Yingzi didn't know why she did this at the time, but it seemed that she already knew the result.It was the result that she didn't dare to confirm at that moment!

But today, two years later, when Song Yingzi saw this portrait, all of a sudden, at this moment, those who had never believed it became clear at this moment.

Song Yingzi no longer knew who was his substitute.

But suddenly, there was an urge to cry.

"elder sister……"

Song Yingzi stood in front of Song Chenxi's portrait, she couldn't hold back, tears streaming down her face.

Why be so stupid.

Why use your own life to let others remember this relationship.

Why belittle yourself so much.

sister.