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Desolate and cold cemetery, in this cry, instantly become more miserable.

And the sky with some sunshine, like feeling the sadness of Mujing orange, gradually became gloomy.

Mu Jing orange looked at his father's smiling face, the whole person slowly knelt down in front of him, at this moment, she wanted to jump into his father's arms, tell her how wronged she was.

However, the cold tombstone can not give her the warmth of fatherly love, nor give her any response.

But even so, she still wanted to speak out, otherwise she was afraid that she would suffocate, even more afraid that she would not be able to get out of this matter in her life.

Because she hates Hate the man who claims to be his mother.

If If she really is, she hates her!

Unprecedented hate!

"Dad..." Mu Jingcheng moved forward and stroked the old photo. Wind and sun, Dad's face has some fuzzy, but even so, she is still like looking at him, so real, "I found my mother."

When it comes to mother, Mu Jingcheng's heart hurts. If she is really her own mother, she never wants to recognize herself or even kill herself.

So She should be!

On the way here, she carefully thought that the mother Mu Jingwei once said, the woman who called herself orange on the phone, had a perfect fit with Yao Haiyue's voice.

That's why she pays so much attention to herself. That's why she is willing to help her when she is in trouble.

Because she's her own mother.

They give birth to their own, but also to kill their own mother.

Mu Jing orange suddenly thought, what did she do wrong, why is she so right?!

Why?!

"Do you know?" Mu Jingcheng looked at his father sadly and said in a choked voice, "when I knew she was my mother, she wanted to kill me!"

At this point, Mu Jing finally choked and could not speak, but she was laughing.

She knows that she didn't come here to cry, she came to accuse that woman, that hateful woman, so she can't cry!

"But I didn't do anything wrong..." Mu Jingcheng wiped away his tears and tried to control his emotions. She looked up at the sky, as if looking at something in general, the voice was much more stable, "Sheng Qing's death has nothing to do with me! She jumped down on her own. I just wanted to catch her, but why did she think I hurt her daughter? "

"If that's her daughter, then what am I?" Mu Jingcheng looked up at his father, "is it just a stray dog abandoned by her?"

In the breeze, a snowflake fell on the tip of Mujing's orange nose.

A trace of cool, instant attack her whole body.

To the bottom of my heart.

"I don't like her. I really don't like her!" Mu Jingcheng turned to look at the tombstone, looked at the photo, and said in his voice, "why is she my mother?"?! Why? Why did she give birth to me? Why did you choose such a woman?! Why? "

"Dad..." Mu Jingcheng finally could not help crying out, "what should I do?" Tqr1

"I've been looking for her for so long, and I pray that she will show up. But now what should I do? " Mu Jingcheng cried, "I love her so much, but I hate her so much. What should I do to make my heart less miserable? To be more comfortable? Dad Would you please help me?! Help me... "

"If you can't get out by yourself, no one can help you!" Just as Mujing orange was crying, a man's voice came from behind.

The familiar voice.

Mujing orange suddenly stopped alertly, and turned to look at the voice faction.

In the cold sky, the man who looked down at himself was standing behind her with a bunch of flowers.

Mu Jing Cheng was suddenly stunned. His eyes were attracted by the familiar flowers. In a moment, an idea came out of his heart.

It's him?!

In the five years when I was away, people who often came to see me It's him?!

"You..."

"I'll see Uncle Mu!" Nangong Yao said, and put the bunch of flowers in front of Mu Changming's tombstone. His eyes looked straight at the photos on the tombstone, and his voice said earnestly, "Uncle mu, if you have spirit in heaven, don't let orange sad, OK?"

Mu Jingcheng takes his eyes back from him, and he has a sharp pain.

But in order not to show weakness in front of outsiders, she quickly dried the tears on her face, and tried to adjust her mood, and didn't want to be seen as weak by Nangong Yao.

She looked at the flowers in front of her father's tombstone. Although she was grateful, she still excluded the man.

"My father doesn't need you to come to see him!" Mu Jingcheng stares at him coldly, and then prepares to get up and leave here. At least She didn't want to stand with this man.Whether it's for Sheng Qing who has already died or for Qu Shaochen's love for himself.

In her life, she will not have any more ties with Nangong Yao.

But when she stood up, because she kept a posture for a long time, her legs and feet felt numb, and because she stood up too fast, she rushed forward uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Nangong Yao immediately reached out to help her, which saved her.

"Let go!" Can Mu Jing orange but extremely ungrateful a throw away him, complexion is gloomy cold, eyebrow tiny wrinkly, "please leave here!"

"Are you just bothering me?" Nangong Yao looked at her with some sadness, but he didn't expect that they would develop to such a state.

If he had known that things would have changed so much, he would not have left B city with his parents at the beginning, would not have let her go for so many years, would not have let her suffer so much alone, would not have let her have a place in her heart until she hated herself so much.

But now, is it still too late?!

Orange, if I try my best to change the present situation and do as you think, will you be happier?

Mu Jingcheng takes back her disgusted eyes and turns to her father on the tombstone.

Her father liked Nangong Yao when he was alive. She didn't want to make him sad, and she didn't want to have any dispute with Nangong Yao in front of him. Therefore, she could only temporarily suppress her disgust in her heart and try to treat him with an ordinary heart.

But even though she made great psychological preparation, when she turned to Nangong Yao, she still couldn't help thinking of Sheng Qing and the woman who jumped for him.

So

"If I remember correctly, today is your wife's funeral..." Mu Jing orange looked at him coldly, there was no emotion in his voice, but with a trace of contempt.