Under the night sky, there are many stars, and the new moon is embedded in it like an eyebrow. The dim lamp shadow shone on the young man, cold dew was silent, and he was cold, proud and alienated.

"Ah Qing."

With a faint call, the boy under the orange street lamp in the hospital turned around and looked cold.

"Why do you come to me suddenly?"

Mo Qing said indifferently, looking at Mo Yiran's eyes as if he were looking at a stranger.

Yi Ran hung her eyes, took out a report card from her bag and threw it to Mo Qing: "look for yourself."

The boy took the paper, glanced carelessly, snorted and disdained: "Oh, which teacher Mo Yiran is secretly in love with you and wants to break ties with you? Unexpectedly, he found out that I am your brother and used the report card to get close to you. You still have the courage to find me? You are not afraid that Mr. Jing always knows. Don't you want you? When you found the cash cow Jing mowen, you immediately shook off Mo's house and showed no mercy. It's called a crisp and clean one. Now you still care about me What does this oil bottle do? "

The woman didn't get angry when she heard the speech, and there were no waves and waves in her eyes.

Mo Qing is really smart.

This report card was indeed sent to her by Wang Songchuan.

Mo Yiran also saw Wang Songchuan's purpose, but she still took away her report card.

Wang Songchuan does have some thoughts, but he is just a man who is greedy for glory. He doesn't need to care too much.

"Ah Qing, what are you thinking? Have you given up the last way out of learning?"

Mo Qing sneered, and the chill suddenly appeared.

"Why only blame me?"

Yi Ran frowned: "what do you mean? I'm not a teacher now, but you..."

"I mean, why don't you blame Cui Liji and Jing Mozhen?"

With a frown, "go on."

The young man raised his head slightly and said: "They go to bars at night and sleep during the day. They don't listen to classes. Why should they only blame me! Did you just want to say that you are no longer a teacher, but I am your brother. You have the obligation to take care of me? Oh, what about them? Cui Liji can talk to you very well. Jingmo is really your future uncle. Why don't you take care of them!"

Mo Qing now has a serious rebellious psychology. After hearing the speech, she slightly hooks her lips. It seems that she had expected that the youth would say so.

Indifferent expression, said: "you are different from them, they have unlimited family wealth, and you are heavily in debt."

Then he took out two pieces of paper from his bag and threw them to Mo Qing.

Coldly said: "You only see them fooling around every day. Do you know that their grades are always the first in the grade? They are both geniuses, and you are just ordinary people. These problems seem to them to be the problems of kindergarten. They just come to fool around, but you are different. You need to spend a lot of time referring and studying to make a breakthrough. Qing, don't ruin your last way out !”

Words fall, turn and leave.

The other two transcripts were sent to him by the fat little English representative.

As eiran remembered, he seemed to call, what's Wang Xifang's name.

She always thought there was something strange about the child, but she couldn't say it.

"Here we are. Don't you go up and have a look? Grandma is also here."

Suddenly, the silent boy suddenly opened his mouth.

She paused with her steps, turned back and said, "grandma is coming?"

The boy nodded.

"I don't know who leaked the news. We just came yesterday. We didn't tell Grandma that you broke up with Mo's family. Let's do it."

After that, the boy turned and left.

Under the night sky, the woman's body trembled slightly.

Her mood is complicated.

Although she doesn't like Mo Changguo, she can get along with her grandmother.

Grandpa and grandma live in the misty and rainy Jiangnan Water Town. Yiran often visited her in winter and summer vacation when she was young because her grandpa was ill.

From time to time, I watch the medicine stove, enjoy the snow in winter, look at the clouds in summer, smell the flowers in spring and look at the moon in autumn.

Since then, he went abroad and never went back to visit even during the new year's festival.

After returning home, I have been busy with some messy but not very important things. I just go to see them during the new year's festival.

Mo Changguo once said that he would take the second old man to city A.

City a is located at the junction of North and south. When the pace of life is fast, you can slow down if you want to slow down.

However, the two elders are unwilling to leave or live in luxury houses.

I only want to look at the white wall of Dawa day by day, guard the endless bluestone Road, and watch the small bridge and water in front of the door.

Even if the bridge has been renovated, the water is no longer clear.

Although there is no heavy snow in the south, there is a bright sun, misty rain and an ancient town that has been precipitated for thousands of years.

Mo Yiran's future is almost visible to the naked eye.

When she was very young, Yiran had planned her own ending for herself since she had a knowledge of the world.

If you can live to white head, the world is still there, and the south of the Yangtze River is still there.

Then I will go to Jiangnan, have my own property, have my own house, keep a dog and a cat, sit in the twilight and watch the sunset, be neither arrogant nor impetuous, and spend the rest of my life.

People's life is too short. All fame, wealth and flashy life are just a prosperous dream and a handful of loess in their hands.

When people see each other, they see each other less.

Mo Yiran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and went to the hospital.

Mrs. Mo is sitting beside the hospital bed talking to Mo Changguo. When she hears the movement at the door, she meets Mo Yiran.

The face full of vicissitudes raised a kind smile.

Mo laotaichong waved to Ranran and said, "Ranran is here? Come and have a look, grandma. These are big girls. They are becoming more and more beautiful."

Yiran's nose was slightly sour and looked at Mo Changguo. Seeing that he had no response, he just moved away from his sight.

I didn't care. I walked to Mrs. Mo with a smile.

Wang Shuyu was cutting an apple and saw Mo Yiran. Although he didn't have a good face, he didn't dare to speak.

Mo Changguo warned her not to mention things that made old lady Mo cold.

The old lady has a bad heart and can't be stimulated.

There is fire in Wang Shuyu's heart.

The old lady gives gifts and smiles to her on New Year's Eve.

But the old lady did not enter the oil and salt, and she always had a lukewarm attitude towards herself.

She is thinking of Mo Changguo's last wife!

She doesn't know what ecstasy Bai Qiqing gave the old lady. People have been dead for so many years, but she still doesn't accept her and Yutong!

The old lady also valued boys over girls. She was always kind to Mo Qing, but she was a lot colder when she saw Yutong.

But in the twinkling of an eye, Mo Yiran, who was also a girl, immediately smiled kindly and kind.

It really pissed her off!

Yiran looked around the house. She didn't see Mo Qing and didn't care.

She squatted down slightly and half knelt in front of Mrs. Mo, with a shallow and gentle smile.

"Grandma, how are you recently?"

Mrs. Mo looked at how her granddaughter looked. She patted Yiran's hand and said, "OK, OK, everything is fine. Don't worry about me. Your child is twenty-five. Is he still alone? At that time, children of this age were playing soy sauce."

Yiran was about to say she had a boyfriend, but Wang Shuyu showed an unusually kind smile.

"Mom, don't you know? Yiran is close to a rich man. Now life is nourishing!"

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