Chapter 495

"I've never thought of your forgiveness. I just need her to be by my side all the time. Even if it's just a stand in, I'm satisfied." Mo Zhuoqian's face was gloomy, his thin lips mocked himself, and there was a faint flash in his deep peach blossom eyes.

"You?" Shu Ziji's eyes stagnated, and her eyes filled with complex emotions. This feeling of being used as a substitute is really uncomfortable.

"I met her in Paris, and I still remember that winter in Paris that year was very cold, very, very cold..." Mo Zhuo Qian's cold and heavy voice suddenly rang out, and he fell into memory.

"At that time, because I was a illegitimate child, my mother was a dancer in the red light district of Paris. She was teased and abandoned by my father. That year, she died in the streets of Paris. After my mother died, when I was only eight years old, I was wandering in Paris alone, living in no fixed place, and searching for food every day under the condition of hunger and cold..."

"It snowed heavily in Paris that day, and I shivered and had a high fever in the cold wind! I went to the store to steal a piece of bread with my last breath, but the owner found out and asked some guys to beat me up. At that time, she was shopping in the shop and found that I was Chinese too, but I was bullied by several foreigners, so she saved me and paid for the piece of bread for me. "

"When she handed me that piece of bread, I will never forget her smiling face and gentle eyes. My cold heart, that moment seems to be injected into the warm current, the nose is also sour, tears welled up in the eyes. She asked me if I was hungry. She bought me a lot of food and stuffed it to me together

"I left the shop with her and followed her all the way. I went wherever she went. When she stopped to look back at me, I stopped and looked back at her with big bright eyes. When crossing the road, I will carefully grasp the corner of her clothes, I rely on her instinctively. I was like a stray cat abandoned by others, pitifully praying for people's help. "

"In this way, I followed her all the way through the streets to a flat she rented.

She turned to me and asked, "Why are you following me all the time?"?

I replied: I have no place to go.

She looked at me suspiciously: where's your family? Remember the website m.luoqiuxzw.com

I shook my head and said, "my mother has passed away and there is no family.".

She looked at me deeply and made a decision: I can take you home.

My eyes twinkle: really?

She nodded with a smile.

So I went home with her.

She arranged a room for me, gave me antipyretic medicine, and made things for me myself. "

When Mo Zhuoqian said this, his eyes were never gentle, and his mouth curved with an intoxicating radian, as if he had fallen into what a beautiful memory.

"In fact, her cooking was not very good at that time, but I enjoyed it. It was the first full meal I had since I was wandering. It seemed that what she made for me was delicious."

"After eating, she took me out to the supermarket and bought some daily necessities and some clothes. So I stayed with her. "

"I told her about my life experience. I was an illegitimate child. My mother was a dancer in the red light district of Paris, and my father was Chinese. But because of my father's family background, I thought my mother was inferior and didn't let my mother in. My father abandoned me and my mother. I had been living with my mother in Paris and never been to China until my mother died last year, I am a person wandering in the streets of Paris, no identity, no passport, can only do a poor little tramp. After she knew my life experience, she not only didn't dislike me, but also accepted me. "

"Since then, we have been together almost day and night. She is a Chinese student from a university in Paris. During the day, she has to go to class. At night, she comes home to review her lessons. By the way, she accompanies me and teaches me to study. We are more than ten years apart. She is like a big sister, taking care of my daily life and food. She cares for me meticulously, which makes me feel unprecedented warmth. "

Shu Ziji listens to Mo Zhuoqian's story of meeting his beloved woman. She feels inexplicably familiar.

Mo Zhuoqian once told her that meeting him in Paris after she lost her memory was a similar version.

It turned out that he made it up according to his own experience of meeting his beloved woman.

But he told her at that time that she in the story was actually himself.

It's not that she lost her memory after the car accident in Paris and was saved by him. They live together; But he wandered in Paris at a young age and was saved by the woman he loved. He lived with that woman.

The Chinese female student in the story is mo Zhuoqian's beloved woman.

But Shu Ziji never thought that the woman Mo Zhuoqian loved was more than ten years older than him.

When this woman met Mo Zhuoqian in Paris, she was already a female student in her early twenties. At that time, Mo Zhuoqian was only nine years old.

Shu Ziji can't help but wonder, does a nine-year-old know what love is?

Or in the young Mo Zhuoqian's heart, has this woman been regarded as his dead mother?

"You've been living in Paris with her? How did you separate later? " Asked Shu Ziji, squinting.

Mo Zhuoqian's eyes were dim: "I lived with her in Paris for two years, which was the happiest time in my life. Two years later, she was going to graduate from abroad and became very busy. At this time, my grandfather died, so my father dared to come to Paris to find me."

"You went back with your father?" Shu Ziji then asked.

"Of course not, and he didn't come to me that time to take me away immediately." Mo Zhuoqian shakes his head with sarcasm in his eyes.

Shu Ziji doubts: "that is why?"

The corner of Mo Zhuo Qian's mouth mocked even more: "he also brought a doctor in a white coat to come with him. The doctor took a small pinch of my hair and took the blood from the small tube on my finger. Then he gave me some sugar and they left."

"Paternity testing?" Shu Ziji opened her eyes and reacted.

"Yes, my biological father came to see me for the first time, not to take me away, but to give me a paternity test. He didn't believe I was his own son! This is an insult to my mother Mo Zhuoqian clenched his hands and trembled angrily.

"Then what happened?" Shu Ziji then asked.

"A few days later, he reappeared. But this time, his attitude was much more friendly than before. He told me that he had done DNA identification and confirmed that I was his own son. The reason why he couldn't recognize me and take me home before was that he was married and had his own family and wife and children in China, so he couldn't give my mother a title and give me a home. Now that my grandfather has passed away, the whole family is up to him, so he can come and pick me up. " Mo Zhuo said with a sneer.

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