Chapter 368
The room was quiet, only the whirring of fans hanging from the ceiling.
The wind blows the broken hair in front of Mo Shen's forehead at night. He raises his eyes and his voice suddenly fades down.
"Nothing."
Maybe he was wrong.
After a quick glance, there was no shadow. Maybe he was wrong.
Seeing that his eyes were cold, song an thought of the words he had just said, pondered for a while and then asked, "is this the reason why you had a car accident?"
Night Mo deep does not speak, is obviously tacit.
At that time, he did just look at it, and then he saw the outline of that side, which was very similar to the one in memory, but soon disappeared into his sight.
But he was stunned for a long time, as if his mind and mind were pulled into his memory. When he came back to his senses, the car had already hit.
Thanks to his good driving skills, no two cars collided.
But his car also hit the guardrail and hurt some.
But it's not serious.
After a few days of observation in hospital, you can leave the hospital if you have nothing to do.
Song an sighed, "it seems that you still remember her for so many years. But that child has not appeared for so many years. How can you see her? I guess Are you hallucinating
Hallucinations?
The night is not deep in the bottom of my heart to laugh.
"Maybe."
Suddenly seeing his nephew's mood so depressed, song an didn't know what to say to comfort him. Although his mood has never been better in the past five years, now he looks like he is trapped in love.
As his elder, she can't always watch him so depressed.
Thinking of this, song an said, "well, you can't go on like this all the time. After you leave the hospital this time, my aunt will find you some partners, and then you can go on a blind date."
Listen to words, the night Mo deep immediately frowned: "little aunt, what do you say?"
"What? Are you really going to be single all the time? I tell you, it doesn't matter if you want to go alone, but what about me? How many years to live at my age? I'm afraid when I go down to find your mother, she will blame me for not taking care of you. After all, you were entrusted to me by your mother
Take this to say a thing again, night Mo Shen hears this more displeased, iron green face did not answer a word.
Song an realized that he had just said too much, so he lowered his voice.
"In a word, whether it's appropriate to have a foresight or not, your image is no longer the night when you were sitting in a wheelchair. Don't always have delusion of being persecuted, do you know?"
Many women used to like the face of Yemo Shen, but when they saw that he was disabled, they would dislike him, but they wanted the background of Yejia, so they wanted to associate with him.
But in a lot of time, people's body movements and eyes can be seen.
They hated him for being disabled.
And the outside world said he could not be humane, the girls even more disliked him.
But now is not the same, night Mo Shen stood up, no longer sitting in a wheelchair.
Good looking, good family background, good figure and strong business mind.
Who doesn't like such a night?
Over the years, so many famous ladies have offered to send them to the door, but ye Moshen doesn't even look at it. Song Anming looks on his face and knows what he is thinking, but she doesn't say anything.
"I'll tell you that, auntie, no matter what you think. These years you have no regret, but my aunt told you, even if you regret, it is useless. You were the one who asked for a divorce, right? You are the one who doesn't let her into the night house. Even if you really see her, you are not qualified, understand? "
The night is not deep
"Besides, five years have passed. It's hard to guarantee that she won't remarry. Even if you really see her, you can't disturb her. Do you hear me
Night Mo Shen still did not answer, song an's temper came up, directly raised his hand and pulled it toward his ear.
"Did you hear that?"
"Hiss..." Night Mo deep eat pain, the whole face has changed color, "let go!"
"Now you know, let go? How could you ignore me when I was talking to you
"Aunt..."
Song an saw that his ears were pinched red by himself, and he felt a little heartache. He sighed helplessly and then took back his hand.
"Well, I don't mean to be angry with you, but you have to keep in mind what she said to you. I won't go back to Suzhou for two days. I'll wait for you to leave the hospital. "
Hearing this, ye Mo Shen thought of her words that she would introduce him to his blind date when he was discharged from hospital, and instantly recovered.
"You don't have to do that for me. I don't have to worry about women at night."
"Yes, I know you don't worry about women, but do you want to find women? If you don't want to find it, my aunt has to find it for you. In a word, it's settled. I'll arrange it then. Don't worry. I'll definitely look for those with good character and no vanity. "The night is not deep
A glance on Hung's face was startled.
Crazy.
It's crazy.
For five years, he was completely disturbed by her presence.
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cemetery
"brother, you said you would bring me here, is that it
"Well."
Han Qing takes Han Muzi inside. Although he has not arrived at the site, Han Muzi has guessed something. Han Qing probably wants to take her to Han Muzi's tombstone.
Finally, after walking for a while, Han Qing's steps finally stopped. Han Muzi looked along his eyes.
There is a picture on the tombstone. The woman's face is cold, but with a gentle and polite smile, it exaggerates her cold eyebrows and eyes.
This woman, Han Muzi, met in the poster of the Han family five years ago.
Listen, that's her mother.
Mu Zi doesn't know han zi at all.
When I saw her, I really felt touched and felt a little uncomfortable.
But After all, I didn't get along with each other, and my family relationship was very weak.
"When you lost it when you were a child, my mother was worried about you all day long. She even went to many places to look for you, but she still didn't find your whereabouts when she died. On the day of her death, my mother held my hand and said that she had to find my sister in this life. She firmly believed that her daughter was still alive, but her mother would have another chance and time to find it, so The task falls to me. "
Listen to words, Han Muzi can almost think of what happened before.
She is also a mother now. If Xiaomi Dou disappeared one day, she would be crazy.
In this way, Han Muzi could understand Mrs. Han's mood at that time.
A little heartache, but Fate is always like this.
"Mother, she How did you die? "
She should have been very young when she died.