President spoils the dark wife

Suddenly, when the cold wind blows, don't dye an exciting spirit back to God.

Why do you think of Jing mowen again?

How... Now I've only been separated for two or three hours, and I start to miss him again?

It's amazing.

Shook his head and walked with Mo Qing to the fireworks shop at the end of Qingshiban road.

The thin snow on the ground was stamped with deep and shallow footprints, big and small, and soon covered with gentle snow.

I had new year's Eve dinner in Jiangnan. It was all light in taste.

Mo Yiran didn't have a big appetite. After eating half full, he talked with his grandparents for a while, and then watched fireworks with Mo Qing outside.

Grandpa and grandma also talked with several other young people happily. Mo Yiran was relieved to see it.

He lit two fairy sticks, handed one to Mo Qing, and then asked, "ah Qing, do you hate me?"

The boy didn't expect Mo Yiran to suddenly ask so frankly. He was stunned. Then he danced fairy stick in a small range and said in a low voice: "hate."

Don't smile at the expected answer.

"But now I don't hate it so much."

Mo Qing suddenly spoke again, which surprised Yiran a little: "why? If it weren't for me, you would still be the most promising successor of the Mo family. You don't need to bear these things at such an age, let alone separate from your second sister."

"Look down."

The young Qingxiu's eyebrows revealed relief, and there was no hatred: "it's just another way of life. What's more, in the previous years, elder sister, you actually had a bad life? It's better to let go of your past grievances than hate."

"Ah Qing... If you are embarrassed, you don't have to force yourself."

Mo Qing shook her head and smiled.

The fairy stick in my hand has burned more than half and will be extinguished soon.

Snowflakes are still falling in succession. Every family is reunited at home. Few people come out. Therefore, for a moment, the outside world seems a little deserted.

The young man raised his head slightly, and his jade smooth chin was raised slightly. White snowflakes fell on the young man's bright red thin lips and melted instantly.

The thin lips were slightly open, and the plain voice made the people calm: "elder sister, you know? I tried to hate you, but I found that I couldn't hate you at all. Elder sister, I pestered you when I was young. Although I'm not a mother, I just like you and want to be close to you."

Mo Yiran listened quietly. When the fairy stick in her hand burned out, she lit several more.

In the distance, I don't know whose house it is, set off high and gorgeous fireworks, which was soul stirring.

The banging sound echoed in the silent blue night sky.

"I often think that if you were more cruel, elder sister, you would just ignore me, maybe I would hate you. But you didn't, you took care of me to prevent me from going astray."

Mo Yiran looked at the boy and narrowed his eyes slightly, with complex emotions in his heart.

"Qing, I believe what you say."

The woman's voice was soft, like flying snow all over the sky.

The young man smelled the speech, his eyes flashed slightly, and didn't speak.

Mo Yiran smiled, and then her eyes flashed away.

The woman raised her head slightly, and then her face was indifferent.

The fairy stick in his hand has been burned out again, and there are still many that haven't been lit, but Mo Yiran said, "let's go."

The woman's voice was cold.

"Where are you going?"

Mo Qing frowned slightly, and a trace of uneasiness crossed her eyes.

"Back to city A."

Mo Yiran's face is indifferent, and there is no warmth before.

Then she left first.

The boy under the snow looked at the woman's back and suddenly felt that she was so lonely. He pulled fiercely in his heart. Did he do wrong?

He was reluctant to part with his eldest sister.

But elder sister, all the banquets in the world end.

He already has people he values more.

Elder sister, you have everything.

Wealth, lovers, friends, family affection, fame and wealth

You don't need anything, but he is on the road of no return and can't turn back.

Mo Qing looked at the burnt out fireworks, squatted down slowly, and burned all the fairy sticks silently.

A person's most gorgeous fireworks feast.

At 8:30, Mo Yiran said goodbye to Mo Laotai and drove away from Jiangnan.

Mo Qing was not around on the return trip.

He said he wanted to stay a few more days to accompany his elders. After a few days, Mo Yiran would come back to pay New Year's greetings and take him back.

Mo Yiran responded and went back to city a alone.

When she returned to city a, it was already 11 o'clock. In another hour, new year's Eve would pass, and she was one year older.

Looking at the empty street, suddenly a touch of sadness hit Mo Yiran's heart.

At this moment, Mo Yiran suddenly didn't know where he was going.

She doesn't want to go anywhere, and she doesn't want to go home.

She looked at her mobile phone and there were a lot of blessing messages, but they were just a long string of copy and paste.

Baisheng cigarette is quiet this year. It's not like sending her a bunch of fireworks and food videos like in previous years.

There is only a simple "Happy New Year's Eve".

As for Jing mowen, there was no news yet.

Mo Yiran struggled for a long time, but still dialed the man's number.

Hum, she doesn't miss him anymore. She's just bored. Just ask!

How can I speak later?

What should she say?

Jing mowen will be complacent again!

Mo Yiran was thinking, but suddenly a mechanical cold female voice came from her mobile phone.

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is in a call, please redial later. Sorry..."

Mo Yiran blinked slightly.

Jing mowen, hang her up?

Is Jing's family so busy on New Year's Eve?

It's late.

No matter how many people there are, it's time to break up.

Mo Yiran doesn't give up. He doesn't think it's right. He presses a phone again, but he hears a prompt tone that has been turned off.

Mo Yiran was completely stunned.

What's going on?

Suddenly, Mo Yiran's eyelids jumped.

The woman's heart is more uneasy. She always feels that something has happened.

After a little thought, Mo Yiran found Gu Xiu's phone number and dialed it.

This time it was quickly connected.

"Hello?"

The man's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little urgent, which was completely different from Gu Xiu, who was always laughing in the past.

"It's me, Mo Yiran. Are you with Mo Wen now? I can't contact him."

Mo Yiran asked with some worry.

"This..."

Gu Xiu at the other end of the phone suddenly hesitated.

"Tell her. You'll know sooner or later."

Mo Yiran frowned slightly. She heard Qi He's voice.

After a while, Gu Xiu sighed, reluctantly reported an address and said, "if you want to know something, come here. But don't blame me for not reminding you. If you can't bear it after you come, you'd better stay at home."

"I see. I'll be there in a minute."

Mo Yiran hung up the phone, started the car and sped away.

Her heart was beating "bang bang bang", as if she was willing to jump out.

Sure enough, this year is an eventful year.