Mo Qingling didn’t even react, so Xiao Moyu ran away and the car rushed out in a panic.
Not seeing the last side of Mei’er, when Xiao Moyu rushed over, Mei’er had already died. Looking at Mei’er’s examination results, Xiao Moyu felt extremely suffocated and painful.
“Mr. Xiao, who are you from her?”
“Friend.”
“This requires the signature of the family. Can you notify her family members to come here?”
Although Xiao Moyu had a phone call from Mei’er’s father, Mei’er was so old that she was afraid that she could not bear the pain of losing her daughter. Fang Jingzhi also fainted. He could not imagine what kind of blow the news of Mei’er’s death would have on them.
“Okay, I’ll contact you.” Xiao Moyu took a deep breath, looked at her bloody face, couldn’t bear it, so she covered it again.
Sure enough, Mei’er’s father received the notice and couldn’t believe it and cried bitterly on the other side of the phone.
Xiao Moyu could understand his pain too much, the pain of losing a loved one, and the pain of sending a black hair.
Mei’er’s father came very quickly and was in a daze. When he caught the doctor in the hospital, he asked, “Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter?”
After asking about the situation, the doctor brought him over, and the old man threw himself on his daughter and cried to death.
Xiao Moyu shed tears silently on the side.
Time seemed particularly long, and Xiao Moyu felt that it seemed that this day would never light up again.
That night, Xiao Moyu was guarding the door of the morgue. He felt that he seemed to be the only one left in the world, and everyone was slowly leaving the world.
He even wanted to find Han Fei, and wanted to ask her when she would come back. He wanted to say that he regretted it. Why did he do such a thing? The Southern Emperor is not the same world as this place. Everything was normal, so why did it mess up?
He felt that this was all his fault. If he did not agree to Han Fei and Han Nian exchange, there would be no such things later.
He couldn’t control the survival of Emperor Nan, but his world was about to collapse.
He had nowhere to tell this feeling of helplessness and despair, and sometimes he wanted to kill himself.
I have always been so proud that I thought he could control everything easily, but now I realize that I am so powerless and so small.
What to do?
He hopes that someone can tell him an answer, point him in a direction, let him know how to do it, so that he can change all this and make the people around him live happily and simple life like before.
In the early morning, Fang Jingzhi did not come, and Mei’er’s body was to be sent to the Bingyi Hall. Mei’er’s father came to ask Xiao Moyu why her son-in-law had never appeared.
Xiao Moyu had to callBut no one answered the words at home. He was afraid that something might happen at home, so he explained to him and rushed back.
When I opened the door, the room was quiet. Xiao Moyu was inexplicably panicked. He searched downstairs, but there was no one there. He rushed upstairs and searched one by one.
Fang Jingzhi’s room was empty, and Han Nian fell in the room, but in her sleep, Xiao Moyu did not call her.
I moved to the baby’s room again, and Mo Qingling was sleeping soundly with a child in her arms. The milk powder, snacks, and toys were everywhere in the room. It can be seen that Mo Qingling had no experience in taking care of the child. You can imagine how embarrassed he was last night.
“Qingling.” Xiao Moyu really couldn’t bear to wake him up, but the situation is special now, so he could only wake him up.
Mo Qingling shook frightened, opened her eyes, and saw Xiao Moyu, and she breathed a sigh of relief. “You are finally back, I’m so tired. How did you bring these little ancestors?”
“Where is Jingzhi? Do you see him?”
Mo Qingling yawned, gently put the child down, and then sat up. “He is next door. I have been busy with the child since yesterday and didn’t fall asleep until the early morning.”
“He is gone.”
“Maybe I’ve gone out. There was no movement last night, but the children cried and asked for their father. They were not familiar with me. It was so fatal. I was so busy that I couldn’t care about him, and I didn’t know when he left.”
Xiao Moyu sat on the ground, feeling very tired, “I haven’t slept all night. Mei’er is going to be sent to the funeral home today, but Jingzhi has never appeared.”
“Has he already went to the hospital? Maybe you missed it. He will definitely not go to such a big thing.”
Xiao Moyu glanced at her eyes and seemed to have a child missing, “Where is Jingzhi’s daughter?”
“His child is quite obedient. He drank milk last night and slept with snacks. I didn’t pay much attention.” Mo Qingling carefully confirmed that one was missing, “It seems that Jingzhi took him away.”
“He can’t take the child to the hospital, right?” Xiao Moyu had a bad premonition, “He may have left.”
“Let’s go? Where?”
“I don’t know.” Xiao Moyu rubbed his eyebrows, “I’ll go to his room to see.”
Xiao Moyu pushed open Fang Jingzhi’s room door again, opened the wardrobe, and found that it was empty. When he came, he brought an oversized gift box and placed one on the top of the wardrobe, and all of them were gone.
The baby’s wardrobe is also empty.
Next to the pillow, there was a letter. Xiao Moyu picked it up and opened it. It was written by Fang Jingzhi.
Mr. Xiao:
I’m very sorry to bother you for so long. I lost my parents since I was a child and was very afraid of loneliness, but since I met you, I have regarded this place as home.Treat you as a relative.
With Mei’er, my child, I feel that I am finally no longer lonely, and I cherish my current life very much.
However, I couldn’t bear Mei’er’s death, and I didn’t even dare to look at her for the last time. I didn’t want to face it. I was a complete coward.
I’ve caused you trouble again, help me with her funeral.
I left and took my baby away. I couldn’t stop in this place anymore, and there were charming figures everywhere in my house.
I am also sorry for the pillow, and I promised to give him a care for his old age and to help him raise Mei’er’s children, but I have broken my trust.
I asked the master about Niannian’s situation. The master said that although she had killed Han Fei, she was actually dead. Living like this is just fulfilling her mission. When will it disappear depends on the speed of the skin rotting. In fact, she can no longer feel the pain. There is no difference between life and death. In the end, everyone is the same. The dust returns to the dust and the soil returns to the soil.
Please explain these to General Mo, let him spend more time with Han Nian and let her be happier in the limited time.
As for you, I can only say sorry, brother, I sent your wife away and promised to exchange it for it. As a result, I broke my promise again and felt guilty about you, but I don’t know how to tell you. I know, you didn’t blame me, you are a man who values love and friendship.