431 Singing Her to Sleep

"Everyone has to make choices in his or her life. Since Mohan chose you, I'll only let him have you and nothing else," said Old Master Gu.

Tang Mo'er hugged her knees tightly in a child-like stance and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying. However, her efforts proved futile as large crystal tears rolled down her cheek.

Why was everyone still pushing her towards a corner when she was already nearing death?

"Old Master, give me one month. All I need is one month. Don't touch him, his mother, sister and others for a month."

"Why?"

"Because, "Tang Mo'er quirked her pale lips. She was laughing initially, however soon enough teardrops started rolling down her cheeks. "I'll be dead in a month's time."

Old Master Gu suddenly became silent.

"Old Master Gu, you have no choice. If you force Gu Mohan to return to the Gu family, it will only hurt your grandfather-grandson relationship. It won't help you in the long run. Give me a month, a month is not much to you, but this one month is the last journey of my life."

She would not let go off Mr Gu's hand. It was her final journey of her life and she wanted to spend it with Mr Gu.

She would still die happy if she could die in his arms.

"Miss Tang, I admit that I've been convinced by you. But I'm a businessman and I do business. If I give you a month then what will you give me in return?" Old Master asked shrewdly.

Tang Mo'er fluttered her eyelashes and whispered, "I can… I won't sign the marriage certificate."

If she did not sign the marriage certificate, she would not be Mrs Gu.

She would remain as herself, a woman that Gu Mohan once loved. As the sands of time continued to flow by, all their memories would be forgotten. Her tombstone would not bear his name. In this lifetime, she could not take on his name. Her love for him would be a secret little story hidden from everyone and he would gradually forget all about her in the future.

There was no future for them.

However, she was gladly willing to endure this hardship.

As long as she remembered his love for her.

Without this marriage certificate,Old Master Gu agreed to it. "Miss Tang, then we'll agree on this. In future, the title of Mrs Gu will be… Jun Xiyan's, the eldest daughter of the Jun family."

After saying his piece, Old Master Gu hung up.

Hearing that he had hung up the phone, Tang Mo'er gripped her cell phone and buried her face in her knees. Her shoulders began to tremble and she burst into tears.

What happened to Mr Gu?

Was he doing well in prison?

She missed him so much that even hearing his voice would be a source of comfort.

In her life thus far, any happiness she had was scarce. She never had any love from her parents and there was nothing that truly belonged to her.

However after meeting Mr Gu, he made her feel complete.

Because of him, she found that she was afraid of death, she wanted to live. She was unwilling to leave because of him. In this fickle world, her Mr Gu was the one thing she didn't want to leave.

At this moment, a melodious ringtone interrupted her melancholy.

"Hello…"

"Hello, my lady," Gu Mohan deep voice resounded in Tang Mo'er's ears.

Tang Mo'er was so shocked her teardrops kept falling. However, she tried to retain her composure and burst into a sweet smile. All her fear and sadness were gone in an instant.

The best feeling in this world happened when he called, just as she yearned to hear his voice.

"Mr Gu." Brushing away the tears, she greeted him sweetly.

"What are you doing now? Did you sleep well?" Gu Mohan asked her in a tender voice.

Tang Mo'er reached for his pillow on the bed and hugged it in her arms. His pillow was full of his masculine scent. It was so fragrant, reminding her of him.

She placed her small face on his pillow, as if she was in his broad arms. "Mm, I slept a little. Are you still working overtime?"

"Mm, just close your eyes and sleep well. I promise that you'll see me when you open your eyes in the morning."

She believed him.

She believed that even if Old Master Gu did not let him go, he would find his way out.

His life would be good in the future.

Her eyelashes fluttered and she closed her eyes. She asked. "Mr Gu, will you sing for me?"

"Hm?" The man raised his eyebrows in questioning.

"Sing me to sleep. When I was younger, my kindergarten friends had their mothers sing them to sleep, but I never did. Back then, I thought to myself that when I grew up in the future, I wanted to find a boyfriend who could sing me to sleep," said Tang Mo'er as her eyes lit up.

Gu Mohan stayed silent for a few seconds before he murmured, "What song do you want to hear?"

Tang Mo'er thought for a while.

"Mom is the best in the world."

"…"

Mr Gu's face turned gloomy. Beauty Tang had finally found this boyfriend, but he wanted her to sing 'Mom is the best in the world'?

She must be yearning for motherly love.

Those who lacked motherly love would always be a child who never grew up.

"Mom is the best in the world, children are always cherished by moms. In mom's arms it's the best thing of all…"

His deep voice was able to bring out the true meaning of the song. Tang Mo'er swore this was the best rendition of the song she had ever heard.

When she was in university, many girls said they would find a boyfriend like that who would dote on them like a daughter. However, Tang Mo'er had never thought of it this way as she felt that it was impractical.

However, the moment Mr Gu had sang to her, she felt as if she was his child.

Goodnight Mr Gu.

With tears coming slowly out of her eyes, Tang Mo'er fell asleep.

…

The next morning.

Tang Mo'er dreamt that she was being carried and hugged in her dream, as if she had been placed on the big, soft bed. She slowly opened her eyes.

A gentle kiss quickly landed on her eyes and the man's deep voice could be heard. "My lady, is this what you call by being good? Falling asleep on the carpet?"

Mmm, Mr Gu is back.

Tang Mo'er immediately stretched out her small hands and caressed his face. Her soft fingertips brushed his eyebrows, handsome face, high nose bridge and his sexy thin lips. His facial features were heaven's most perfect creations.