Bei Rao nodded vigorously, sniffed softly, just like a girl, charming and cute.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng's eyes softened, and he smiled slightly. He took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped away the tears on her face. "I am called Mo Shisheng now, not Bei Ya."
Her tone was flat, as if she were talking about something else, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Upon seeing Mo Shisheng like this, Bei Rao was slightly taken aback. She had known from the beginning that Bei Ya was different from her. The two Rao had very different personalities. She thought that Bei Ya probably inherited her father's personality.
Hearing Mo Shisheng no longer call her Bei Ya, Bei Rao felt a slight pang in her heart, and her eyes showed heartache. "You've suffered a lot over the years. You've really suffered."
"It's all in the past."
Mo Shisheng spoke calmly and gently, "Let's not talk about the past, okay?"
"good……"
Bei Rao knew that Mo Shisheng didn't want her to worry, which was why she didn't want her to talk about the past. A pang of pain shot through her heart again, and she was about to burst into tears. She quickly raised her hand to cover her lips, her voice trembling, "Okay, if you won't mention it, Mother will do as you say. I won't talk about those things that make you unhappy..."
"Don't cry, aren't you the one who loves beauty the most?"
Seeing Bei Rao burst into tears again, Mo Shisheng sighed helplessly. She didn't know why, but lately, the people around her seemed to cry a lot.
This has caused her to be in a bad mood lately. She has never known how to comfort people, and she is helpless when she sees people around her crying.
Bei Rao heard Mo Shisheng sigh helplessly in a low voice, her tearful eyes gently looking at her, "Mother has become ugly, hasn't she?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng gently shook her head, her eyes curving slightly, the corners of her eyes particularly captivating, "Mother is beautiful no matter what."
Mother...
Mo Shisheng actually called her mother!
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's address, Bei Rao took Mo Shisheng's cold hand in one hand. Both mother and daughter's hands were icy cold, yet there was a strange harmony between them.
A look of heartache crossed Bei Rao's eyes. "Why are your hands so cold?"
"It's inherited from you."
Not wanting Bei Rao to worry, Mo Shisheng smiled slightly, instantly breaking the serious atmosphere.
Mo Shisheng's answer was quite humorous, and Bei Rao couldn't help but smile. However, the smile was very faint and was quickly replaced by a hint of worry. Holding Mo Shisheng's hand, she always felt a sense of unreality.
"Bei...Sheng'er?"
Bei Rao almost blurted out "Bei Ya," but then she remembered that she was no longer Bei Ya, so she immediately changed her mind.
Mo Shisheng didn't care. Seeing that Bei Rao seemed to want to say something to her, she immediately looked up and asked gently, "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you angry with your mother?"
This was a question Bei Rao had wanted to ask Mo Shisheng since they first met, but she hadn't found the right opportunity. Now, because of this unreal feeling that made her anxious, she mustered up the courage to ask.
Bei Rao regretted asking the question as soon as it left her mouth, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
The atmosphere remained tense for a while. Just as Bei Rao was about to break the awkward silence, Mo Shisheng spoke softly, "I might blame you at first, blame you for abandoning me, for not caring about me for so long, leaving me to fend for myself in a strange place..."
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