☆, Chapter 70
She won't do that again in the future. She is getting better slowly. She won't hurt Xiu Yangui again, nor will she let others hurt him, just like she won't let Fang Guoxiang hurt Wu Manlin, and naturally she won't let Fang Sai hurt Xiu Yangui either.
She never forgot that in her peaceful and ordinary life, it was Aunt Linlin and Xiu Yangui who decorated her life with color and embellished her with light; when her parents were absent, they taught her to be happy and blessed in her endless waiting.
The box was as silent as if no one was there. Xi Mo looked up at Xiu Yangui's tearful eyes and gently wiped away his tears. "Don't cry, Xiu Yangui, I don't want to see you cry."
"Just bear with it for a while, I'll take you away later."
Xiu Yangui nodded with a choked voice, a muffled sob coming from his throat.
It doesn’t matter, it’s all fine, as long as you follow Xi Mo, you can see the light.
Fang Sai's eyes were wide open in shock at this moment. With his bruised face and nose, he looked ridiculous. His brain had lost the ability to direct his actions. He stared at Xi Mo in a daze and shouted, "No, impossible! You are lying! This can't be true!"
"It's fake! It must be fake!"
Even when recalling the scene of suffocation on the verge of death, Xi Mo still stood relaxed, her tone and expression did not change at all. Now she was a little confused, "Everything you know is hearsay, some from your former neighbors, and most from your mother."
"But don't you know that your mother has mental problems?"
Then, the bodyguard stepped forward and gestured to Fang Sai with a document. Fang Sai was completely unable to lift his hands and could only follow with his eyes. His shocked and horrified eyes told them that he had not yet recovered from the real truth.
"That's the report your mother received from the hospital last week. She's in a state of severe depression and schizophrenia. Your neighbor took her to the hospital. Don't you know about this?"
Of course Fang Sai didn't know. He hadn't been home for a long time. He didn't like that place. It was shabby and small, and his neighbors were all empty-nest elderly people and left-behind children.
He has always wanted to escape from this home, escape from his father who has never loved him and is in jail for cheating on him, and escape from his crazy mother who only has his father in her heart and also does not love him.
In fact, he still realized that his mother had mental problems, but he subconsciously made himself forget about it and completely ignored it.
Only in this way can he live a little easier. After all, he is a selfish person who only cares about himself. Since no one loves him, he can only love himself.
"No, impossible, impossible, how could it be possible."
"You're lying, it's not true, it's not true..."
Fang Sai slumped to the ground in despair, clutching his dry, yellow hair with both hands, his eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't accept that what he had always believed in was overturned. He couldn't accept that the person who deserved to die the most wasn't Xiu Yangui or Wu Manlin, but his father. So what had he been doing all these years...
Xi Mo no longer wanted to argue with Fang Sai. She took ten big red hundred-dollar bills from the bodyguard and casually threw them at Fang Sai. The bright red banknotes spread around him.
Xi Mowei raised her chin, her tone filled with mockery and contempt, "Medical expenses, mental damage compensation, and the rest is your tip."
"We don't owe you anything."
"But you, you really deserve to die."
At this moment, Xi Mo was like a spoiled, willful and self-centered young lady. She squandered money and pulled Xiu Yangui towards the door. The bodyguard was respectfully opening the door for them.
Xi Mo took a step out of the doorway and turned to look at Fang Sai, who was sitting on the ground like a puddle of mud. "If you have any contact with Fang Guoxiang, remember to inform him in advance. He will never be able to get out in his lifetime."
"And you, if you can't pay back the money, you can pay with your hands and feet."
Late spring is cruel, but it is actually warm.
The temperature in the box was clearly no different from the temperature outside, but Xiu Yangui felt that one was a sharp and merciless cold wind, while the other was a bright and soft moonlight.
His fairy floated down from the moon, accompanied him, protected him, and took him home.
Xi Mo felt that she hadn't seen Moli for a year. Although they video-chatted every day, the feeling of watching through the screen and actually seeing and touching it was completely different.
Moli seemed like Xi Mo's biological child. She rushed to Xi Mo's feet and rubbed her calves with her tail raised high, which made her feel a little itchy. Xiu Yangui took good care of Moli. The kitten gained weight, became round and chubby, and super cute.
But now is not the time to pet the cat. The boy next to me is still shedding little pearls with tears in his eyes.
Xi Mo held Moli in one hand and held Xiu Yangui's hand with the other. The two of them and the cat walked towards the sofa. "Please stop crying. Don't be sad."
"But I just want to cry, what should I do?"
Xiu Yangui choked and lowered his head, his crystal-clear eyes dripping down his tall nose, leaving dark watermarks on the sofa cushions.
"I don't know about these things. I'm still angry. Angry with you and my mom."
"I…"
He was completely speechless. The endless sorrow in his heart was about to drown him. Tears burst out and flowed unrestrainedly. At this moment, he no longer cared about maturity or strength, or his image or face. He didn't want to be a sunny and cheerful boy anymore.
Xi Mo looked at him quietly, brainstorming. What would a person with high emotional intelligence do in this situation? Would they leave him a private, quiet space? Or hand him a piece of paper or a cup of hot tea?
Xiu Yangui hated Xi Mo for being a piece of wood. He glanced up and uttered an uncomfortably weak voice like a mosquito, "Hold..."
There is nothing that a hug can't solve. If there is, keep hugging.
Xi Mo leaned towards Xiu Yangui and stretched out her hands. Her mobility was already very strong, but Xiu Yangui felt it was not enough.
Before Xi Mo could come over, he directly pulled her arms and hugged her. It happened suddenly. When Xi Mo came to her senses, she was already sitting on Xiu Yangui's lap, facing him and hugging him tightly.
Xi Mo was wearing a knee-length dress, which could only cover a small part of her thighs. She could almost feel Xiu Yan's return on the front of her body and her legs, and could feel the boy's body temperature rising due to excessive emotional fluctuations, and his moist and hot breath.
Immersed in sorrow, Xiu Yangui did not notice the strangeness of their posture. He buried his head in Xi Mo's neck and sobbed softly. Xi Mo could not bear to push him away because of his pitiful appearance. She could only maintain this hug that was too unruly.
Xiu Yangui was completely unaware and even began to confess: "Xi Mo, I..."
"I like you."
Xi Mo felt a rare sense of nervousness. The thighs that did not belong to her body and were sitting under her buttocks showed a strong presence. They were firm and strong, completely part of the immature and gradually mature body of a male high school student. Xiu Yangui also exuded the scent of laundry detergent.
"I, I know."
"I like you…"
"Well," Xi Mo asked him, "Is this the confession you prepared?"
“…”
"No!" Xiu Yangui, who reacted after a few seconds, collapsed even more and burst into tears again, "No, wuwuwuwu."
Xi Mo was at a loss, not knowing why he started howling again. Teenagers were indeed difficult to control.
"I've liked you for a long time, but I'm stupid! I'm stubborn, even if I die, I'll still be stubborn, wuwuwuwu."
"I really want to put it back on and chew my head off! Woo woo woo."
Xi Mo couldn't resist and could only coax him and pat his back, "It's okay, it's not too late now, we are fine."
"Xi Mo, I like you, very much."
Xi Mo patted his back and touched his head, just like petting a cat, "I know."
"So are we together now?"
Xiu Yangui paused in her tears and replied in a muffled voice, "No."
It is said that a woman's heart is as deep as the sea, and the same is true for men's high school.
"Why? You like me and I like you, so shouldn't we be dating?"
Xi Mo was certain: "You are keeping me hanging."
"I didn't!" Xiu Yangui hugged Xi Mo tightly, "How could I keep you hanging! It's just..."
"Just what?"
Xiu Yangui sighed. Young people are always arrogant. He is still the illegitimate son of the Xiu family. How dare he be with the eldest daughter of the Xi family?
The boy's hard and heavy self-esteem.
“…You’ll be scolded.”
Xi Mo didn't think so. She was still the straightforward and honest little girl. "Compared to what those people say, I care about you more. I want to be with you."
Well, Xiu Yangui started crying again.
After waiting for a while, Xi Mo felt that Xiu Yangui's mood had stabilized a little, so she spoke in a muffled voice with a hint of shame, "Xiu Yangui."
"My skirt."
"Hmm? What's wrong with the skirt?"
Xiu Yangui's voice was still nasal. He quickly wiped away the messy tear marks on his face, then looked down and saw the most exciting scene he had ever seen in his eighteen years of life.
It can be said that he saw Xi Mo's complete legs, which were super white at close range; he also felt Xi Mo's warmth.
Her fair legs were folded and placed on both sides of her body, and were set off by the silver-gray sofa, making them look even whiter. Her whole body was on top of him, with only her feet wrapped in small white socks left alone outside the sofa.
Only then did Xiu Yangui realize the intimacy and ambiguity of their posture. His head was like a balloon that had exploded, and his blood was flowing up and then back down. He stood up immediately, but he forgot that Xi Mo was still on him, so he picked Xi Mo up as well.
Xi Mo's legs were wrapped around his waist, and this posture was even worse than the previous one.
"Hold!"
Xi Mo was thrown onto the sofa by him hurriedly and gently. Xiu Yangui ran into his room in a panic. The door was slammed shut with a bang.
Xi Mo, who was thrown onto the sofa, still retained the posture she had after being thrown onto the sofa, with her arms supporting the sofa, her legs falling on the carpet, and her clothes a little messy.
Her cheeks and ears were flushed pink, her eyes were sparkling, her breathing was faster than usual, and her heartbeat was heavy and fast. Her presence was very strong, and Xi Mo could hear the sound of her own heartbeat.
She knew better than anyone why Xiu Yangui suddenly ran away.
Now Xi Mo has only one thought in her mind, that is, male high school students are really harder than diamonds.
Xi Mo took a while to calm down and returned to normal. She picked up Moli and stroked her slowly. In fact, Xiu Yangui didn't have to run back to the room. He could just stroke the cat and his mood would calm down immediately. He would feel more cheerful and there would be no distractions in his mind.
I looked at the time and it was already quite late. I was just about to say goodbye to Xiu Yangui, who was hiding in the room silently, when Ruan Wenwen called.
"Hey, Momo, where are you? Are you back?"
In fact, Ruan Wenwen didn't want to call Xi Mo to urge her. She always gave her daughter a lot of independent space and private time to deal with her own affairs. But now she was particularly worried about Xi Mo's health. After all, she had only recovered for half a day.
"Mom isn't rushing you, it's just that you've just recovered, and Mom and Dad are worried about you."
Xi Mo hugged Moli and rubbed its soft fur, "I know, Mom. I'm home from Xiuyan and ready to go back."
"Oh, it's Xiu Yangui, isn't it that handsome little boy?"
"Yes, Aunt Linlin's son."
"I remember you guys were still hanging out together. That's great. How's he doing lately?"
Xi Mo paused for a moment, "He's fine now."
"Oh, that's good, then..."
Before Ruan Wenwen finished speaking, Xi Yicheng took over the call, "Why are you at his house?"
His tone was serious, unlike his usual gentle tone.
Xi Mo thought Xi Yicheng was disgusted by her relationship with Xiu Yangui, and subconsciously wanted to speak up for Xiu Yangui, "Because..."
Ruan Wenwen took the phone back and said, "Why did you show up so suddenly? Look at your dad, he's so anxious. Momo, your dad didn't mean that. He's just worried that you'll fall in love."
So that's how it is. Xi Mo is still that honest kid, "I'm not in a relationship."
Xi Yicheng certainly understood his daughter. Since Xi Mo said so, it must be the truth. "Okay, now... Daddy is not against you having a relationship, but you have to find a good person. Also, you are still young, uh, so your mind is not very mature, and then..."
Ruan Wenwen interrupted his long speech, "Okay, stop talking, Momo knows everything."
Xi Mo slowly said: "Mom and Dad, what if I fall in love?"
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. Xi Yicheng wanted to grab the phone again, but Ruan Wenwen stopped him, "Let me do it, don't worry."
"Momo, is Yan Gui back?"
"Yes, I like him."
"You! What do you like! What do you like! What do you like!"
This was Xi Yicheng's anxious and loud voice. It was also the first time that Xi Mo heard her gentle father's voice so torn.
Then came Ruan Wenwen's laughter. "Why is your voice so split? Isn't it a good thing that Momo has someone she likes? She's almost eighteen years old. Look how anxious you are, your eyes are red."
"Momo, don't worry about your dad. Every middle-aged man with a daughter will be like this."
"It's a good thing to have someone you like. If you have the chance, please bring Yan back home for dinner next time."
"Okay, Mom."
"Come back soon, I'll lock your dad in the room and won't bother you."
"Thank you, Mom. I'm ready to go home now."
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