Mo Jingchun didn't let go of Jiang Li until the silent figure in the black coat completely disappeared from his sight.
Mo Jingchun turned Jiang Li around and scratched Jiang Li's nose, which was red from the cold, with a finger.
"Let's go upstairs first. It's too cold outside."
"Yeah," Jiang Li nodded, and the two of them walked upstairs hand in hand.
As soon as Jiang Li returned home, she planned to wash the two sets of dishes and chopsticks on the table, but Mo Jingchun stopped her and took the two sets of dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.
Jiang Li frowned slightly. She sat on the sofa next to the living room without saying a word, as if she was thinking about something.
For a moment, the air was filled with a quiet atmosphere, only the snowflakes were still falling outside.
Mo Jingchun walked out of the kitchen and saw this scene without saying a word, but just sat silently next to Jiang Li.
Mo Jingchun didn't say a word, just put one hand on Jiang Li's shoulder.
"Jingchun," Jiang Li finally spoke first. She looked a little hesitant and changed her sitting position, with one leg on the sofa. "Are you really not going home tonight?"
"Yeah," Mo Jingchun nodded, "I'm not going back."
"Why?" Jiang Li realized that he had said the wrong thing as soon as he said it.
"Isn't it good to accompany you?"
Mo Jingchun didn't care. He didn't want to pass on his bad emotions to Jiang Li, so he forced a smile, pulled Jiang Li over, and gently pinched her fair face with two fingers.
"You and uncle..."
Jiang Li looked at the expression on Mo Jingchun's face carefully, and expressed his thoughts with a little hesitation.
Mo Jingchun sat on the sofa, his muscles tensed up in an instant, and his whole body became stiff.
"sorry."
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Whoosh, whoosh, the whistling north wind is hitting the window, and it seems particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.
"You don't have to say you're sorry."
After a long silence, Mo Jingchun reached out and gently stroked Jiang Li's black and smooth hair.
He sat a little closer, pressed tightly against Jiang Li, and smelling the faint scent of gentian on her body, Mo Jingchun felt a lot more at ease.
“It’s not really anything special.”
Mo Jingchun spoke slowly, "Actually, this matter cannot be blamed on him at all. Under the circumstances at the time, he had to support me and Mo Ling, and also deal with the various loans of the hospital. This was already the best solution."
Jiang Li leaned quietly in Mo Jingchun's arms, listening to him talk about the distant past.
Mo Jingchun's mother left them when he and Mo Ling were very young.
She had a genetic disease. Mo Jingchun still remembered how emaciated his mother was when she was tortured lying on the hospital bed.
The mother's face was covered in cold sweat, but she still smiled and told Mo Jingchun that his grandfather, whom he had never met, also died of the same disease.
My mother said she was not afraid and had been mentally prepared for all of this.
In her memory, her mother's hands were always cold. She held Mo Jingchun's little hand and told him that the luckiest thing for her was that neither he nor Mo Ling inherited her family disease. This was the only thing her mother wanted to thank God for.
My father and mother are very loving, and he is also very worried about his mother's illness.
At that time, they did not have a lot of money, and his father had just started the business with Xu Fan's father. They needed money in many areas, and the things they encountered every day were different.
My mother's illness came on suddenly at that time. In just over two months, her condition deteriorated rapidly and gradually became irreversible.
The doctor said that surgery was necessary and the cost would be 200,000 yuan.
How much money was 200,000 yuan in that era? Even now, it is not a small amount.
In addition, due to previous treatments, the family, which was not well-off to begin with, was already stretched to the limit.
What's more, the success rate of that operation is extremely low, it is almost impossible.
In fact, Mo Xu had another choice at the time. He could give up his current business, so that he could recover a batch of funds, but this business was not his own business, and he could not do so no matter what.
The mother did not go through with the surgery in the end, but she did not blame Mo Xu. Instead, she felt that he made the right choice.
In the last moment of her life, she only hoped that Mo Xu could succeed and lead Mo Jingchun and the others to a better life.
Later, Mo Xu did achieve this. He built a very large group and had enough money to provide Mo Jingchun and others with a high-quality life. However, a gap arose between father and son due to lack of communication.
The young Mo Jingchun didn't understand so much. He simply blamed his father for not performing the life-saving surgery on his mother, which led to her death.
He was too young at the time and had just started to have his own ideas. He could not understand the hesitation and choices among adults at all.
He simply thought that since he had the ability, why not save his mother?
You have tried so hard for so long, why do you choose to give up in the end?
My mother promised to be with me forever, so why did she choose to lie to me in the end?
These things have been weighing on Mo Jingchun's mind, which has led to the current discord between him and Mo Xu. It is also something he has not been able to face until now.
In fact, Mo Jingchun thought about it carefully later. He understood that it was not all his father's fault, but he could never get over the hurdle in his heart.
The subconscious desire to stay away from my father may just be a reason to comfort myself.
Mo Jingchun finished recounting the incident that had troubled him for many years in an almost calm manner.
There was no sadness or regret on his face, only a hint of longing.
Mo Jingchun slowly lowered his head, gently picked up a strand of Jiang Li's hair, put it to his lips and smelled it.
"It must be painful to think about these things all the time."
Jiang Li hugged Mo Jingchun tightly, "It's okay, you have me now, I will bear it with you."
"Yeah, I still have you."
Mo Jingchun opened his arms and hugged Jiang Li tightly.
How many years had it been? Mo Jingchun himself couldn't remember.
He had never told anyone about this incident, including Mo Ling and Xu Fan, who grew up with him.
Mo Jingchun hugged Jiang Li and suddenly remembered what his mother had said to him before she passed away.
"Don't blame your father. Remember, besides me, he is the one who loves you the most in this world."
Mo Jingchun hugged Jiang Li, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.
Maybe, he was just wrong.
"I'll be back."
Mo Jingchun said, he released Jiang Li's embrace and grabbed her shoulders, looking into her almond-shaped eyes, "I promise you."
"Yeah," Jiang Li nodded with a smile, and there seemed to be white tears flashing in his eyes.
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