Seeing her pitiful appearance, Mo Jingyao couldn't bear to blame her anymore. After all, she was her good friend and the victim.
"Okay, okay, don't cry..." Mo Jingyao wiped her tears with her sleeves, and her voice softened, "Where is no fragrant grass in the world? It's not worth hanging on a rotten tree."
Duan Sisi reached out to her waist and leaned her cheek lightly against her abdomen, "Jing Yao, I'm sorry, it's because I'm not good at it... it's because I'm blind."
"It doesn't matter. It's not scary to meet a scumbag in life! Just wake up in time!" Mo Jingyao was still willing to tolerate her, otherwise she wouldn't have come here today.
After spending about an hour with her in the small western-style building, Duan Sisi's condition looked much better after being enlightened by her online writer.
"Don't worry, I won't look for him anymore!"
"Well, tell me with your actions." She took out her phone to look at the time, "It's getting late, it's time for me to go home."
Mo Jingyao walked out of the living room door and out of the yard.
Just as she was about to take a taxi on the side of the road, the familiar Maybach slowly came, and she saw the ting clouds in the cab at a glance.
Stopped, Mo Jingyao watched the car parked around her.
Tingyun poked his head out of the cab and said, "Get in the car!" He had a soft smile on his face.
Mo Jingyao was stunned for a moment. She quickly walked around the car body, opened the passenger door and sat in, "Why are you still here?"
Waiting for you specifically!
Oh, no!
"I'm done and I'm going to go back to the city. I met you as soon as I came out." Tingyun saw her fastening her seat belt and started to start the car, "I'm quite destined to do it."
"Is this too destined to be true? I don't even dare to write novels like this." The girl murmured in a low voice.
Tingyun was in a good mood, "Where are you living?" There was a rare smile on his face.
"Do you want to send me home?" Mo Jingyao turned her eyes and suddenly became a little restrained.
Tingyun said, "I'm going back anyway, maybe I'm going to take the initiative?"
He knew that Mo Jingyao must not like to owe favors. A writer who stays at home is likely not even likes socializing.
So I don't want her to feel psychologically burdened.
"This location is not easy to take a taxi." Tingyun added.
So, Mo Jingyao told him the address of the house his aunt bought in Jiangcheng.
"Do you live with your parents?" Along the way, Tingyun took the opportunity to inquire, wanting to know more about her.
Mo Jingyao replied calmly, "My parents died in a car accident when I was very young. I live with my uncle and aunt. They treat me like my biological daughter."
Tingyun is sorry, "I'm sorry."
"What's wrong with this?" Mo Jingyao turned her eyes and smiled, "It's not because of you that they had a car accident." She didn't want him to have a psychological burden.
But Tingyun knew that her curiosity just now must have evoked her sad memories.
Then a brief silence appeared in the car...
Mo Jingyao turned her eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window. About five minutes passed.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "What a big sunflower!" There was a hint of excitement in her pleasant voice.
"Do you like sunflowers?" Tingyun deliberately slowed down the car.
"It's okay." She responded, "Every kind of flower represents a spirit. As long as you grow hard in the face of the sunshine, life will become simple and beautiful."
Her words were like feathers, gently falling into Tingyun's heart.
He turned his eyes and looked at the girl's side face. She had fair skin, a sweet smile, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes.
At this moment, Tingyun had her in his eyes and in his heart, and suddenly he felt that the years were quiet.
She is a child without parents, but she can still live so positively.
Tingyun feels that her background is actually quite similar to her.
So I admire her very real personality of daring to love and hate.
Soon, the car was parked in a European villa and was located outside the courtyard. The environment was elegant, at least tens of millions.
"Tingyun, thank you." Mo Jingyao got out of the car and waved at him.
Tingyun raised his lips lightly and waved at her, watching her run towards the yard like a lively little rabbit, with a deeper smile on his lips.
Tingyun drove away until her back disappeared from sight.
Along the way, he felt that the wind passing through the window was gentle, which was probably the initial taste of love, and his heart was tingling.
"aunt!!"
Mo Jingyao had just gone upstairs and was frightened by the scene before her when she passed by the living room. She quickly threw her bag and rushed over!