The sky was silent, and snowflakes were floating, big and small, rotating and flying, rushing to fall.
Mo Yan's forehead was pressed against the black tombstone of China, pitch black, hard and cold.
She didn't know when Mo Tiansang left, nor how long she had been here;
Quietly pressing against the tombstone was the only way she could get close to her parents now.
Maybe my aunt is right, she is Tiansha Guxing, everything in her previous life completely confirmed this word.
Dad, thank you;
Mom, I'm sorry;
Also, I love you, I miss you very much;
Yanyan did something wrong, so everything in his previous life was a punishment.
Now, I have returned to my life, a man named Qin Yan has entered Yan Yan's life. He is very good and very good, giving Yan Yan a lot of love and courage.
Therefore, Yanyan will work hard to live a good life and protect her grandmother. Please rest assured.
Mo Yan didn't move, his eyes closed slightly, as if he couldn't feel the biting cold.
The snow was coming, getting heavier and heavier. A thick layer of white snow was accumulated on Mo Yan's hair and shoulders.
I don’t know what tonight.
An umbrella appeared above his head, patted Mo Yan on the shoulder, patted her through the snow, and called her softly, "Girl, girl?"
Mo Yan opened her eyes and looked at the other person blankly. She was a middle-aged woman.
"It's snowing, it's very cold. Girl, please go home early."
The woman's eyes were red and her voice was a little hoarse. She should have come to pay tribute to her old friends. She just experienced sadness.
Mo Yan didn't say anything.
The woman glanced at the tombstone, sighed, and spoke again, "Girl, parents love their children at any time. You are so sad in front of them, and they are not at ease underground. Go back!"
Parents love their children at any time.
Mo Yan's tears surged out in an instant, falling drop by drop, still silent.
She stood up slowly and thanked the woman, but saw a green but slightly familiar face behind the woman.
Mo Yan stopped in place, his pupils shook unbelievably.
Wang Mingxuan.
In his previous life, Mo Yan met after he arrived at the Lu family and was one of Lu En's assistants.
The house in their village was illegally demolished by Lu's family. His father took the lead in resisting and caused public pressure, but he died unexpectedly within a few days. Wang Mingxuan suspected that Lu had killed his father, so he joined Lu's family and wanted to collect evidence;
Mo Yan discovered his purpose, and the two secretly cooperated and became friends;
Once Mo Yan planned to escape from Lu En, and asked Wang Mingxuan to find an excuse to trip him, but the matter was later revealed;
In order to warn Mo Yan, Lu En cut off her mind to escape. In front of her, she tortured Wang Mingxuan torture all over her body and injected drug-related hallucinations.
He died tragically in a small dark room.
When the woman saw Mo Yan looking behind her with a dull look, she immediately spoke, "This is my son, Mingxuan. Do you want us to send you out?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Yan came back to his senses, shook his head, pulled the corner of his mouth, and squeezed out a kind expression, "Is your child in high school? My name is Mo Yan, and I am now studying at the Law Department of Z University. If you need it,
I can give him homework, this is my phone number.”
I was implicated by her in my previous life, and when I saw Wang Mingxuan again, she always wanted to compensate for something.
"Z-Grand? Are you so powerful? Mingxuan is now in his senior year of high school, and his grades still have room for improvement. Then I will call you for a date, thank you, thank you."
The woman took the note with Mo Yan and wrote the phone number and put it away as a treasure. Her husband died and her son was everything to her. She was grateful for anything that would help her son.
Mo Yan bowed to the tombstone, said goodbye to his parents, and left Wanshou Mountain.
It was already evening and it was getting darker.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Qin Yan held a big black umbrella and quickly walked to the front, "Yanyan, why didn't he hold an umbrella? Is it cold?"
Mo Yan didn't say anything, and looked at him steadily.
Qin Yan didn't care either, so he immediately took the basket from her hand and opened the passenger's door to let her get in the car;
Then he trotted back to the driver's seat, rubbed his hands and covered Mo Yan, and covered her tightly, as if this would make her warmer earlier. The movements were naturally familiar, as if she had practiced it for thousands of times.
He didn't stop and said like grandma, "You, your hands are so cold and you don't wear gloves. I'll wrap you into a rice dumpling next time I'll do it..."
The car was full of heating. After Mo Yan saw Qin Yan, he felt that his limbs and bones became warm, and every pore was absorbing the temperature wildly;
I haven't seen her for a few days, and the tide of longing drowns her.
Mo Yan stared at Qin Yan in a daze, his eyes getting redder and redder. He let him treat himself as a child, help him keep warm, and educate himself in a whisper;
Then, without any warning, he threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Qin Yan didn't expect that Mo Yan suddenly took the initiative to hug him, stood still and half raised his hand, then raised the corner of his mouth, hooked Mo Yan's slender waist with his backhand, and carried the person to his legs, changing to a more comfortable position.
A beautiful woman enters her arms.
The space inside the car was closed, and the mint fragrance on Qin Yan's body was thicker than usual. The two hugged each other quietly, which made Mo Yan feel extremely at ease.
After a while, Mo Yan shook his head and rubbed his chest, and the tears disappeared;
She looked up and met Qin Yan's deep peach blossom eyes, and her ears suddenly turned red.
Mo Yan hurriedly passed by and murmured, "Why are you here?"
"Of course it's because Yanyan missed me, so he sent it to her for a hug."
Qin Yan smiled docilely, and Mo Yan's reaction made him very happy. After not seeing him for two days, Yan Yan became more attached to him.
"Let's mouth." Mo Yan struggled, wanting to leave his arms.
Qin Yan didn't let it go. He deliberately tightened his arms to make the two of them stick tighter, showing a sad expression, "Yanyan, you'll throw it away after using it!"
"You, let go, I'm a little hot."
The temperature inside the car rose instantly, and Mo Yan's cheeks began to turn red.
"Oh, that's right, I'm cold, I'll give me a hug. If you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns. We haven't seen each other for three days. Yanyan, do you miss me?"
Qin Yan put his jaw on the top of the mochi butt, and his hands stuck on her waist, without any intention of letting go.
"No, I'm busy with my grandma and I don't have time."
Mo Yan bit his lower lip lightly, glanced at the side, and deliberately denied it. He did not continue to struggle and was obediently hugged him.
"Then, do you want to feel it? How much do I miss you?"
Qin Yan let go a little, leaving room, and stared at Mo Yan with his head down.
"How do you feel it?" Mo Yan did not doubt him, and looked back in confusion with wide eyes.
Mo Yan had just cried at this moment, his eyes were filled with water vapor and his cheeks were flushed, which fully demonstrated Chuchu's pity.
Let Qin Yan love him to the extreme. He slowly approached the pink lips without hesitation, and then covered him without hesitation;
The soft touch ignited the bone-bone longing in just a moment, and the temperature in the car was still rising.