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Chapter 13 You go, never come back

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    Mo Guobin and his wife walked out of the house together with smiles on their faces.

    "Oh, this is our eldest son-in-law, he is really a good-looking talent, quick matchmaker, let everyone come in."

    A person's destiny is destined to be closely linked with the times and background of life.

    A large group of people were welcomed in, and Yu Xiaofeng served tea and water and asked their relatives and their relatives with great enthusiasm.

    "This is your little daughter, she's already so old no matter what her name is.

    Matchmaker Wang looked at Mo Yuxin who was helping Yu Xiaofeng serve tea and asked.

    Yu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Oh, yes, my youngest daughter, Yuxin, will be twelve after the Chinese New Year."

    "Oh, she's a big girl too. She belongs to the rabbit, right? Hey, let me tell you about the relatives. The eldest son of Mr. Li's family in Waicun is about the same age as her. They belong to the tiger. They are a natural couple.  That's great."

    No matter the age is the same, she is a full round older than her, and she is still a short-lived ghost who is dying of illness.

    Yu Xiaofeng's face turned green: "Don't bother, don't bother, I'm only as young as Yuxin."

    Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Yuxin have the same surname and family but different fates.

    "Okay then, by the way, don't delay the auspicious time, let's distribute the sedan chair here" (receiving the bride out of the cabinet)

    The matchmaker helped Mo Xiaoxiao into the carriage from the house, and the neighbors were bustling with each other, and the crowd was full of noise.

    Knocking and knocking, beaming with joy, a group of people rushed out of the village in a carriage.  Everything in that village, that house, that boy, that solitary tomb gradually drifted away, slowly fading out of Mo Xiaoxiao's eyeliner.

    ?The Wu family was very lively, with no empty seats, and a sea of ??people coming and going, but Mo Xiaoxiao felt very lonely and lonely.  She hates the feeling of loud voices.

    In the undershirt of her clothes was a packet of white powder, a packet of poison used to poison rats at home.  To her, the world is more poisonous than this bag of white powder.

    Gradually at night, the cool wind blows in the alley, and the night in autumn is really cold. There is no fire in my heart, and I can't warm it up.  The breath was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

    ? If there is no meaning to live, no hope at all, then surviving in vain will only add to the grief, and it is better to stop it once and for all.  Mo Xiaoxiao was secretly sad.

    Mo Xiaoxiao poured all the bag of white powder from her inner shirt into the wine glass on the table. Just as she was about to drink it down, a familiar voice suddenly came from the wall outside the window.

    Mo Xiaoxiao put down the cup and ran to the window to visit.

    I saw two black shadows rustling in the corner doing something, and one head kept looking inside.

    "Little girl"

    Mo Xiaoxiao pushed open the window, and saw Meng Wanzhou leaning against the window, looking at her with regret and pity.

    "Why are you, why are you here? Do you know all about it?"

    "Well, I know everything, I'm sorry Xiaoxiao, I'm late, it's not just me but us."

    As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Mo Yucheng who was holding the stairs below.

    "Brother~"

    Mo Xiaoxiao was both surprised and happy, with tears in her eyes.

    "Don't mention it, we are here to rescue you, hurry up and I will help you down, and Wu Long will be back soon."

    There is no unparalleled road, and there will be life in the dead. When you are oppressed by life and cannot accept it, don¡¯t give up on yourself and degenerate. The ups and downs are like the alternation of day and night. As long as you survive the long night, you can see the dawn of hope.  See the red sun slowly rising.

    Don't give up on life and yourself.

    Everything went smoothly, and there was nothing wrong with the smooth wind and water, so smooth that they didn't even think of it.

    All the way to escape, the stars in the sky are faintly visible, the frost and the moon are melting, the three of them hold each other, the breeze is majestic, the lights in the distance are getting farther and farther away, chickens are screaming, people are buzzing, and the lights are brightly lit, all the noise is thrown away.  in the back of the head.  The lingering autumn wind caressed the three of them, giving them a slight chill, but Mo Xiaoxiao felt warm, a feeling of being reborn.

    Finally, after running around for a long time, they stopped at a ferry outside a bamboo forest.

    The bamboo is green, the blue waves are rippling, the moonlight is thick, and there is an endless lake, and a small boat is parked on the calm lake.

    Meng Wanzhou looked at Mo Xiaoxiao who was covered in red makeup and resentful in front of her with ecstasy.  And took her cold hands.

    "I'm sorry, I didn't know my parents would treat you like this. It was their intention to marry you so suddenly. You must not blame your uncle and them. I am ashamed. Sorry Mo Xiaoxiao."

    theThere were tears in Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she shook her head with a bitter smile.

    "I won't blame you for the truth. Maybe my life should be like this, and I can't blame others."

    The moonlight is enchanting and cold, sprinkled on Mo Xiaoxiao's topknot and thin side face, sparkling in the lake, the moonlight is leisurely, a cool breeze blows gently, blowing a few strands of Mo Xiaoxiao's hair  .  She is so bright, charming and pitiful.

    "However, the more you look so calm and disapproving, the more guilty I feel. I'm sorry, but you can beat me and scold me, so I will feel better."

    Seeing Meng Wanzhou with an apologetic face and tears in her eyes, Mo Xiaoxiao had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know what to do.  She also blamed him in her heart.

    Blame him for not telling her true identity, blame him for being acquainted and dependent on her but also separated.  Blame him for not showing up for a long time, blame him for being late, blame him for being the young master of everyone.

    But it doesn't matter anymore.

    Isn't life just meeting and parting constantly?  The bright moon and the breeze are all passers-by, let alone a Meng Wanzhou.

    "Don't be like this, I really don't blame you anymore, really!" Mo Xiaoxiao forced a smile and pretended to be calm.

    "Xiaoxiao, Meng Wanzhou told me the reason why I knew you were going to marry that idiot. He asked someone to find me. I hate him more than anyone else. He hurt you, but if it wasn't for him, I would have loved you."  I can't save you easily."

    Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the eldest brother Mo Yucheng in front of him with an indescribable sadness in his heart. He was the only relative in the Mo family for so many years

    "Xiaoxiao, let's go, go far away, never come back, this is not suitable for you, we found you a boat, take the water, the road is slow and you will be found, go down the river  Keep going, and you will reach Bizhou, Jiangcheng in two days, go there and enter the city to find your mother, I found out that auntie is in Bizhou." Mo Yucheng urged earnestly every single word.

    Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the elder brother who was also sad in front of him thoughtfully and lingeringly, feeling very uncomfortable.

    "Mo Xiaoxiao, these are the money I collected, you can pay for the road, this parting may never be seen again, I owe you in this life."

    Meng Wanzhou apologized deeply, and stuffed some banknotes into her hand.  His hands were very soft, soft and warm, but unfortunately, the short-lived temperature still couldn't relieve her deep severe cold.

    On the shore is an old man supporting a boat, with gray hair, but a loving smile and kind eyes.

    "Brother~"

    Mo Xiaoxiao knelt down in front of Mo Yucheng with a plop.  After enduring it for a long time, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

    "Brother, Xiaoxiao is leaving, take care of yourself, I will miss you in the future."

    Mo Yucheng quickly helped her up.  There was a doting smile on his face.

    "Xiaoxiao, look at you crying again, why are you the same as when you were a child, and you will be a big girl in the future."

    Meng Wanzhou wanted to say something to her, but in the end she hesitated to say anything.

    "Let's go, it will be late."

    Mo Xiaoxiao frowned, and angrily pulled the fiery red wedding dress on her body, and then ruthlessly threw it in her footsteps.

    This take off is another completely new Mo Xiaoxiao

    Mo Xiaoxiao turned her head and glanced at Meng Wanzhou, who was secretly sad, and finally turned around and boarded the flat boat without saying anything.

    "goodbye!"

    "Little girl"

    Can we really see each other again

    ? In life, there are not so many people who come to Japan for a long time, but more people who leave the scene suddenly and then part ways with no future.

    Mo Xiaoxiao got on the small boat and didn't dare to turn her head. She was afraid that Meng Wanzhou and Mo Yucheng would see her tearful and embarrassed. What was left to them was a cold, thin, strong and unrestrained back.

    The night is hazy and beautiful, the bamboo shadows in the water are long, and the two sides of the bank are green and lush. The breeze stirs up ripples in the clear water and sends the boat farther and farther until there is only a black spot left.

    Taking refuge with her mother was Mo Xiaoxiao's choice when she was desperate, there was no way out, no choice.

    Bizhou is getting closer and closer, and Lianxiang Town is getting farther and farther

    Mo Yucheng, Meng Wanzhou, and those crickets

    What kind of people will welcome her?  There is no answer.

    After two days of wandering in the water, Mo Xiaoxiao was already exhausted and exhausted. When she thought of seeing her mother who almost forgot what she looked like, she lost her sleepiness again.

    The sun in Bizhou City rises from the other side of the lake, and a thriving and lively scene of a hundred schools of thought contending is all captured in her clear and bright eyes (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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