Chapter 151

This day, the weather is very cold, the sky is still floating light rain, although not big, Xia Xiaowan but feel the piercing cold.

After all the worshippers were finished, Xia Xiaowan came out of the tree.

Her eyes stay in the crowd that miss for a long time figure, he thin, also haggard, with him, is still the thin figure.

Xia Xiaowan showed a wry smile and said to herself, "Xia Xiaowan, what are you still looking forward to? Haven't you decided to let go?

Xia Xiaowan bit his teeth, forced himself to take back his sight, and slowly walked to the tombstone of grandfather mo.

Looking at the kindly photo of the old man on the tombstone, Xia Xiaowan knelt heavily on the ground and said, "grandfather, I'm sorry, I'm late. I seem to be failing your expectations."

Xia Xiaowan sighed deeply and said: "grandfather, I'm leaving a city. I don't know where to go, but you can rest assured that I will be OK."

After a long silence, he murmured: "grandfather, we are all wrong. Xu Jiacai is the one who can accompany Zihang. Zihang should be very happy with her around. He is happy enough."

He talked with Mr. Mo a lot until his legs were numb, so he stood up slowly.

Xia Xiaowan didn't take an umbrella. She walked down the mountain slowly in the rain.

The cemetery is so remote that I can't get a bus at all. But there is a bus stop four or five miles ahead. As long as you get there, you can take a bus.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky. The rain was falling more and more. The sight was hazy and blurred.

Suddenly, a big truck came to the opposite side, straight like her. Due to the poor vision in rainy days, when she saw the truck, it was already late.

As the car ran away, there was a violent crash of "bang ~", but in this deserted place, no one noticed.

Before falling into a coma, Xia Xiaowan's face showed a smile of relief.

She's completely free!

She doesn't have to face Mo Zihang, or those who hate her deeply.

Oh, great.

It rained ceaselessly. Mo Zihang, who came back to the old house of Mo's family, went to the room of grandfather Mo, closed the door and drew the curtain. The room was dark.

Lying on the bed, I feel the breath of grandfather Mo remaining on the quilt, as if he was still around him.

The position of the heart throbbed, and two lines of hot tears were shed in the dark.

Standing outside the room, Xu Jia worried: "Auntie, I'm afraid Zihang can't bear it."

Mo's mother knew Mo Zihang and shook her head: "Jiajia, Zihang is OK. Let him be quiet."

Xu Jia sighed and looked at the closed door, then turned away.

She went straight to Mo Zihang's room, took a deep breath like infatuation, and a proud smile appeared on her lips. Come to the big bed to lie down, pull up the quilt cover on the head, stuffy smile out the sound.

Ha ha, before long, she will be the master here, the young grandmother of Mo family, and the wife of Mo Zihang.

Pick up one side of the bag, take out a small recorder from the inside, press the switch, ring a sharp drink: "get out!"

With a sneer, Xu Jia walks into the bathroom and throws the recorder into the toilet.

Out of the bathroom, she took out Mo Zihang's mobile phone from her bag again. When Mo Zihang didn't pay attention to it, she conveniently put it away. Too many things have happened in recent days, and he didn't notice that it was gone.

Xu Jia raised his mouth again and opened the message. There were many messages lying in it, all from one person.

"Zihang, please come out. I miss you."

"It's not like that. Give me a chance and I'll explain it to you."

"I'm dead, mom?"

Looking at these messages in the mobile phone, Xu Jia was more and more proud. She did not expect that the cold, calm woman would have such a bitter plea.

It's a pity that Mo Zihang will never see the news.

Click the clear button, all messages disappear instantly, leaving no trace.

Mo's mother came back to the room, took out her mobile phone and dialed a strange number. Listening to the voice at the other end of the phone, she showed a satisfied smile: "very good, I will call your card as promised, but you completely disappear from city a, you can't appear for a lifetime, you know?"

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it was a week after Mo Zihang came out of his grandfather's house. His whole body was very haggard, his eyes were dark, and there were a lot of moustaches growing. He was not as handsome as before.

With a joyful smile, Xu Jia rushed to meet her: "Zihang ·····"

without looking at her, Mo Zihang went straight back to his room and washed up. When I came out again, the whole person was much fresher.

"Zihang, come and eat something."

Mo Zihang's eyes swept the people in front of him one by one. He did not find the person he wanted to see. He could not help frowning: "what about her?"

Mo's mother had no interface and said with a smile, "Zihang, eat something first. For such a long time, you haven't eaten much. You see, you've lost a lot of weight."Mo Zihang frowned and touched his pocket. There was no mobile phone. Mo's mother quickly went to the cabinet, picked up his mobile phone and handed it to him: "Zihang, do you want a mobile phone?"

Mo Zihang took the phone and opened it. There were many missed calls. One by one open, looking for a circle, Leng is not found that familiar number.

He finds Xia Xiaowan's number and dials it directly. There is only a cold tone on the opposite side.

Mo's mother stepped forward and said to him, "Zihang, don't worry. Come with me."

Mo Zihang was stunned for a few seconds, and then he followed up. During this period, he was in a state of confusion. When he came back from the United States, he saw grandfather Mo lying in the coffin, and the whole person collapsed completely. Later, he knew from others that Xia Xiaowan had something to do with his grandfather's death, so she didn't show up because of self blame.

But in the cremation, he clearly felt Xia Xiaowan appeared, because he could smell the unique smell on her clothes.

He still remembers that she hugged herself and himself hugged her. Why did she disappear now?

At that time, when he learned that she was not there, he felt a little bit lucky. Naturally, Mo Zihang, who was so proud, did not want Xia Xiaowan to see his fragile appearance.

He thought very simply, wait for him a little time, let him slow down, and then when he appears in front of Xia Xiaowan again, it is still the Mo Zihang who can shelter her from the wind and rain and hold up a world for her.

Mo's mother took him to the study and handed a divorce agreement to Mo Zihang: "Zihang, this is what Xia Xiaowan gave you."

Looking at the big words of "divorce agreement", Mo Zihang's head was blank, and he turned to the last page, on which lay the big words "Xia Xiaowan".

The next second, he was about to stand up and rush out. Mo's mother called him out in a hurry: "Zihang, don't worry. Take a look at this first."

This is a letter written by Xia Xiaowan.

Mo Zihang looked at him and his face became more and more gloomy.