The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 346 God's Punishment

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Mo Zihao didn't hold back his sister, and they rushed to Fuxing Street by taxi.

The sky was still lightly raining, gray, and the sky and the earth were covered with mist.

Mo Zihao got out of the car, opened a small umbrella to let his sister down, Mo Xinnian carried his schoolbag, raised his eyes and smiled at his brother.

"Crunch! Squeak..."

"Boom..." Suddenly, there was an emergency braking sound ahead, and the impact caused Mo Xinnian to withdraw one foot again, and she looked forward through the glass in horror.

Under the drizzle, the fronts of two small cars collided with each other. On the zebra crossing not far away, a tall woman with loose long hair screamed and rushed madly at a small child who was lying on the ground. boy……

"Oh my god!" the male driver said in a painful voice, "I hit someone."

"Bah!" Mo Zihao dropped the umbrella in his hand, and a gust of wind blew the umbrella into the middle of the driveway.

"Crack, creak..." Many cars stopped one after another, some people shouted, some people ran, the sky became more gloomy, and the wind and rain suddenly became much stronger.

Mo Xinnian grabbed the car door, her little hands were trembling, her eyes were full of horror, she didn't seem to believe that she knew the woman in the yellow dress.

She opened her big eyes, and after a few seconds of sluggishness, she shook her head vigorously.

impossible!impossible!

"Brother, brother!" But her heart was beating so fast, and her fear rushed towards her like a monster, so she cried, screaming in fear, her voice drifting like a gust of wind.

"Brother, look at Xiaobo, Xiaobo is in front of Da Ma."

Mo Zihao grabbed her trembling hand, Mo Xinnian looked up, she saw that her brother's face was wet, she didn't know if it was rain or tears, his face was also full of panic.

"Brother, is Xiaobo here?" Mo Xinnian was about to cry, she had never seen her brother be afraid of anything, such an expression made her very scared.

At this time, the driver of the taxi had already got out of the car and ran over, ignoring them.

"He...he's here." Mo Zihao's voice was trembling, as was his body.

He felt as if he had been hit by a cold wind, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Then take me to have a look." Mo Xinnian raised her feet, but when she landed, her legs gave way and she almost fell to the ground.

Mo Zihao hugged her and blocked her view with his body.

"Brother, before we go to Malaysia, don't let Xiaobo wait for us." Mo Xinnian buried her face in Mo Zihao's arms, she didn't need her brother to stop her, she didn't want to look at the group of people around there, she wanted to see It's Xiaobo.

Xiaobo must still be in front of the Malaysian sculpture.

"Okay." Mo Zihao took her hand, and they walked slowly towards the horse sculpture on the side of the street, drenched in the rain.

There was no one in front of the sculpture, and those with umbrellas and those without umbrellas surrounded the zebra crossing. They stepped on the stagnant water on the ground, and even stepped on the bright red blood.

The blood was flowing, slowly spreading, and the area became larger, like blood falling from the sky.

A woman was crying, the cry was very shrill, as if her heart was torn...

This sound should be familiar to them, but after passing through the rain curtain, it seemed to be unfamiliar again. They never thought that this sound would sound so deafening now, almost breaking their hearts.

Mo Xinnian stood blankly in front of the sculpture, the Mickey Mouse schoolbag on her back was slowly getting wet, dripping water slowly.

The rain was not heavy, but Mo Zihao's and Mo Xinnian's hair and clothes were still soaked. They looked at the horse, but neither of them said a word, and held their hands tightly together.

It's just that their hands are so cold.

"Didi..." The ambulance came, and the police car also came, and the long and short sirens overwhelmed the crying.

Soon, the crowd on the zebra crossing slowly dissipated, and some policemen were evacuating the traffic to deal with the accident...

The sky suddenly became brighter again, and Mo Xinnian seemed to have blood red in front of his eyes. In the bright red color, Mo Ya Ya was smiling, his smile was extremely bright, and he waved to her, "Sister, sister, I am here, I am here At this……"

Mo Xinnian's lips seemed to be purple from the rain, obviously the raindrops started to get smaller, but the water droplets on her face kept flowing like a waterfall.

"Little Bo..." She stretched out her hand to pull Mo Yabo, but her hand passed through his shoulder, and what she touched was the cold sculpture.

"Xiao Bo, my sister is here, my sister is already here."

"Sister, you are so kind! I like you."

"I know."

"Sister, I also like Aunt Ling, I will call her Mommy."

"I know."

"Sister, I was not a good boy before, but I want to be a good boy in the future. You must always like me, okay?"

"it is good."

"Sister, brother will also like me, right?"

"Correct."

"I love you guys!" "We love... love you too."

"Sister, you are so beautiful, let me touch your face."

"Well, you can touch it."

Mo Xinnian was touching the sculpture and muttering to himself, Mo Zihao looked at her sideways, seeing that her little shoulders were shaking violently, but he couldn't hear what she was saying clearly.

"Sister." Mo Zihao hugged her into his arms, his voice choked up, "Go home, Xiao Bo has already flown back to Paris."

"No, he doesn't fly until tomorrow. I'll wait for him here. He must have gone far away." Mo Xinnian pushed Mo Zihao away, and slowly sat down by the sculpture...

Mo Erye and Ling Kexin rushed to the Malaysian sculpture. The two children were already drenched like chickens. They lowered their heads. The elder brother held his younger sister's shoulders, and the younger sister held a schoolbag in her arms...

They are like a pair of abandoned children, with deep sadness floating around them.

That night, Mo Xinnian was sent to the hospital because she developed a high fever and kept yelling indistinctly: "Xiao Bo, Xiao Bo, don't go..."

Ling Kexin sat in front of the hospital bed without sleep, holding her daughter's little hand, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Mo Xinnian has been in a coma for a whole day, babbling intermittently, her little brows are slightly frowned, looking very sad and uneasy.

The next day, Wu Qiong came to the ward with the help of Mo Yiting. In two days, she lost a lot of weight and was so emaciated that she could hardly walk.

With red and slightly swollen eyes, she sat silently in front of the hospital bed, and took Mo Xinnian's little hand from Ling Kexin.

"Baby, I'm grandma. Grandma told you that Xiaobo has already flown to Paris. He asked me to tell you that you must study hard and live happily...you can't cry, you can only laugh, be happy and beautiful little angel!"

Wu Qiong touched her little hand, looked at her flushed little face and white lips, and felt pain in her heart like a hand tightly clutching every nerve.

After losing Xiaobo, now looking at this granddaughter, she cherishes and loves her even more.

"My kind granddaughter..." With a sigh, she was already in tears.

Mo Erye took Mo Zihao to help with Mo Ya Yat's funeral. He didn't want to take Mo Zihao with him, because no matter how sensible the child is, he is too young after all.

However, Mo Zihao insisted on going.

In the funeral parlor, there were many flowers beside the small crystal coffin. Mo Zihao stood beside him quietly, holding a box of chess pieces in his hand. Looking at the beautiful doll face inside, his lips quivered, and his lips trembled. Moist eyes.

There was a voice in his heart that only he and Mo Yabo could hear, "Xiao Bo, brother forgives you, brother also likes you... brother will miss you!"

He put the chess box on the crystal pavilion, tears could no longer be saved and fell below his eyes.

I never felt that Mo Yabo was very important in my life. I only listened to my parents and had to be kind and caring to others.

Unexpectedly, after he left, there would be a void in his heart. It turned out that he, Mo Zihao, had unknowingly regarded Mo Ya Yat as his own younger brother.

Sitting in front of the crystal coffin, Chu Tianyu had disheveled hair, her face was swollen, and the scars on her face looked more striking and frightening. Her eyes were empty, like two dry blue holes.

If she hadn't gone to look for Mo Yabo yesterday, or if she hadn't caught him back to the hotel after she found it, Mo Yabo wouldn't have escaped, wouldn't have rushed to the driveway in the rain...

It's her fault, it's all her fault!The child wants to stay in Jiangbin to study, but she disagrees!

The child ran out while she was out shopping with her grandmother. The grandpa who was in charge of him was in the bathroom at the time, and he didn't know that he ran out of the hotel penniless like this.

Later, the owner of the fruit stand said: "This kid made a phone call and still hasn't paid. He said he waited for his sister to come and pay. How could he know that his mother would come to catch him and he would run to the zebra crossing, which happened to be a red light. well……"

A sigh caused countless people to shake their hands and shake their heads.

Chu Tianyu seemed to have lost his soul, neither eating nor drinking, neither crying nor laughing, he just repeated one sentence: "God is punishing me, he took Xiaobo away, God is punishing me, he took Xiaobo away Bo..."

Chu's mother is bedridden, and Chu's father takes care of her. The only ones who can take care of the funeral are Brother Mo Erye and Eric.

Mo Erye didn't sleep for two nights, his eyes were red, his face was tired, and there was even a trace of sadness lingering between his brows. He dealt with one matter in an orderly manner, and when he was free, he stood upright in front of the crystal coffin, watching Looking at the quiet boy inside who seemed to be asleep.

"Daddy! You hug me, you hug me!"

"Daddy, will you always love me?"

"Daddy, I'm your own, right?"

"Daddy, I want to be with you forever, with my brothers and sisters."

Mo Ya Ya, he never said that he was not born of Mo Er Ye until his death, because this is the vow he made with Mo Xinnian, if he doesn't tell, he will get his father and the love of all adults!

I was born by Daddy, I must be born by Daddy...

After talking too much, he will naturally acquiesce in his heart, forgetting his own life experience, and only then can he live happily.

He is very small, but very sensitive.

Because, he is afraid of losing love, afraid of being abandoned...

Mo Erye's innocent words kept ringing in Mo Ya Ya's ears, his eyes became redder, and the corners of his eyes became more moist. When Mo Zihao looked at him with tears in his eyes, he happened to see two lines Hot tears rolled down from his father's handsome eyes...

Three days later, Mo Yabo was buried in Jiangbin City Cemetery, because he liked Jiangbin and the people here, so Father Chu decided to let him stay.

In the afternoon of that day, Father Chu, accompanied by Eric, took his mother Chu, who was sick, and Chu Tianyu, who was in a trance and had not spoken any more, flew to Paris, France by plane...

It took a week for Mo Xinnian to recover. There were many dolls in front of her hospital bed, including boys and girls.

Ren Fei's belly was slightly swollen, she was wearing a loose skirt, she was standing in front of the hospital bed and making a face at Mo Xinnian, "Pretty little girl, please do me a favor, Mother Rabbit brought a baby bunny to ask you to be popular." Carrots..."

She drew a circle on her stomach and reached out to Mo Xinnian.

Mo Xinnian was amused by her, and grabbed an apple for her.

Ren Fei happily held her face and kissed her, "Hey, what a good boy, come, touch your little sister." She put Mo Xinnian's hand on her stomach.

"My family?" Mo Xinnian blinked his eyes, and his eyes sparkled with aura.

"Of course, you call me godmother, she is your sister."

"I'll like her."

Ren Fei touched her head, smiled slightly, "I knew it, my family has the most loving heart."

Mo Xinnian suddenly stopped laughing, and turned to look at the row of dolls on the bed cabinet. Knowing that she thought of Mo Ya Ya again, Ren Fei quickly stuffed a yellow-haired, blue-eyed doll wearing a hat into her arms.

"Here, he is your younger brother, and you should love him too."

"He can't talk." Mo Xinnian touched that pretty face.

"Yes." Ren Fei turned on the switch.

"Sister, sister... Hello! Hello! Do you like me?" The doll suddenly opened her mouth and made a tender and clear voice.

Mo Xinnian was taken aback for a moment, then she grinned and cried, her eyes were red, and said in a choked voice, "I like it."