Chapter 100 (1)

Ling Mo was startled, and tried to ask casually, "Uh, I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I think you and your father don't have a good relationship... don't you live together? You live alone like this A big manor?"

"I don't like to get too close to my father, so I don't even have time to see each other!"

"why?"

"..."

At this time, Xiao Mingye suddenly paused his steps, his black hair covering up the gloomyness that flashed across his pupils.

After a while, he smiled and said again, "My father has been very strict with me since I was a child. It may be that I don't like the feeling of being restrained by others, so I chose to leave him at the age of 16! I like to live alone, because this very free!"

"Oh...then there is no one else in your family?"

Ling Mo asked unintentionally, but unintentionally, he caught Xiao Mingye's stiff back for a moment.

Silence for three seconds.

Xiao Mingye slowed down his pace, his lightly pursed thin lips seemed to be struggling between speaking and not speaking, his suppressed breathing in his chest was a little disordered, he exhaled slowly, "My family is very simple, I have no brothers and sisters, and I was born in my childhood. There are only two relatives, father and mother!"

"your mother?"

Ling Moyi couldn't help thinking of Xiao Mingye's series of abnormal actions that day after Xiao Yuanshan mentioned the anniversary of his death.

Xiao Mingye took a deep breath slowly, paused, and asked directly: "Ling Moyi, besides your brother, do you have any other relatives? Did you ever try when you were a child and be loved by your favorite?" The feeling of human hatred?"

"no!"

Ling Mo shook her head in a daze, paused for a few seconds, and she suddenly realized, "Hate? You mean your mother..."

Xiao Mingye lowered his eyelids slowly, a blur of shadows engulfed his gaze, the flickering lights matched the pale smile on the corners of his lips!
"I never thought that she would hate me so much!"

"Why? I'm asking, mother should be the person who loves her children the most in the world. How could she hate you?"

"Oh, I want to ask her personally!"

At this moment, desolate smile.

Xiao Mingye's mood seemed to be dropping little by little, and when it fell to an extreme, it produced such helpless sorrow!

Ling Moyi didn't know how to comfort him, so he chose to remain silent, but calmly and slowly tightened the arms around his neck.

"Would you like to talk? I'd like to listen!"

"Ok!"

The sound of footsteps, in the silence of the night, gave off an inexplicable peace of mind!

Xiao Mingye didn't know whether he was lost in memory or was thinking about starting, there was a period of blank silence before he opened his mouth slowly.

"I have forgotten a lot of the scenes when I was a child... I just remember that she suffered from severe depression. Every time I saw her, she was either hiding in the room in a daze, or just looking at the window and giggling! When she was 8 years old, on the night she passed away, she suddenly told me that it was her father who kept her locked up for ten years... I remember that day she cried very sadly, saying that she had had enough, that she had Crazy... She hit me, she said she regretted giving birth to me, she hated me, hated me for ruining her life..."

The hoarse voice gradually faded into the darkness of the night.

Xiao Mingye paused for a moment, then laughed at himself, and continued to say: "I always thought she loved me very much, even if she never hugged me since she was a child, even if she never fulfilled her mother's responsibility, I still believed She loves me very much..."

(End of this chapter)

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