Ji Yao couldn't hold back her tears, they flowed silently... like a dam breaking, the golden tears gushing down her face without hindrance.
"…sorry."
Now, besides saying sorry and repeatedly apologizing to them, she doesn't know what else she can say.
Her voice was already hoarse beyond recognition; a heavy weight was pressing on her heart, keeping her awake at night.
Mo Shi sighed deeply, "Child, I know that ultimately this matter cannot be entirely blamed on you, but I can't control my emotions right now, so why do you have to jump into this fire pit!"
"Just let me go, let yourself go, and... let my Yan Yan go! Rather than... feeling irritated every morning when I see you and causing chaos, it's better... never to see you again!"
Ji Yao closed her eyes tightly, and tears of despair slid down her cheeks, the scalding tears seeming to want to scald her skin.
yes…
She... no longer has the right.
"Then... could I see Yan Yan's room just once?"
Ji Yao took a deep breath, trying to suppress the despair and desolation in her heart.
"I promise... this is the last time. Once I've seen this, I will never bother you again."
She spoke slowly and deliberately, with great difficulty, and her voice was already hoarse and barely audible.
Mo Shi clenched her fists tightly.
Mo Qing frowned; he could already tell that Mo Shi's patience was wearing thin.
But he could also sense the despair and humility deep within the heart of the young girl in front of him.
He sighed, "...Go."
Mo Shi glared at him and said irritably, "Who gave you permission to agree? Did I agree?"
"Alright, that's all the girl asked for. Let her see it one last time!"
"Yes, yes, you're the only truly good person in this world, and I'm the worst, worst person ever, okay?"
"Knowing full well that that's not what I meant..."
Mo Shi glanced at Ji Yao beside her with some annoyance, but when she saw the desperate and desolate love in Ji Yao's eyes, she inexplicably couldn't bring herself to say anything heartless.
"Forget it, I can't be bothered with you anymore. Just go ahead and be your nice guy!"
Mo Shi left in anger.
Mo Qing glanced at Ji Yao, who was crying uncontrollably, and sighed inwardly, "What a tragedy, what a tragedy."
In the end, he chased after her without saying anything and went to coax his wife.
Ji Yao was at a loss and turned to Mo Xiaoqing beside her for help.
"Go ahead, Dad and Mom have agreed to let you go upstairs. I'll take you to your brother's room."
Ji Yao hesitated, "But...they..."
Mo Xiaoqing felt a dull ache in her heart. "They've... already tacitly agreed. You don't need to worry about them anymore. Just leave after you've finished reading!"
Ji Yao's eyes dimmed. In fact, Mo Xiaoqing hadn't explained everything clearly, and she knew it was because they didn't want to see her.
She forced a smile and said, "Thank you."
Mo Xiaoqing's eyes were unfocused, but she didn't know when it had started, but a small gap had appeared between them, and they had become so estranged.
She pursed her lips, said nothing, and led the way, with Ji Yao following behind.
Turn the door lock and you can see the huge room at a glance, which is clean and tidy.
Just like Mo Yanyu... the feeling she gives off.
"This is my brother's room."
“Mo Mo…”
Ji Yao called out to Mo Xiaoqing, who was turning to leave and closing the door behind her.
Mo Xiaoqing paused, clearly waiting for her to continue.
Ji Yao bit her lip, turning her originally bright red lips pale and bluish-white, but she showed no intention of letting go.
Have you ever blamed me?
"What's it to blame you for?" Mo Xiaoqing said calmly. "Ultimately, this whole thing started because of me. You're just an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire!"
"But your brother..."
Mo Xiaoqing fell silent. She felt extremely guilty and remorseful towards her brother. That guilt was like a bottomless pit, threatening to drag her down completely.
Helpless, she could only sink into despair, constantly blaming and blaming herself.
“Your brother’s affairs have nothing to do with you. You don’t need to carry such a heavy psychological burden. Even if you say that your brother stabbed you five times, it was because he felt it was worth it that he acted that way!”
Ji Yao's tears flowed uncontrollably as she wept silently, her voice choked with sobs.
"I've wronged you all about your brother..."
Mo Xiaoqing was taken aback, and silently sighed in her heart. This mark was a huge scar etched on the hearts of them all, and once touched, it would cause blood to flow freely...
If that's the case, it's better to say nothing.
Mo Xiaoqing silently closed the door for her, allowing her to quietly touch the things her brother had in the room.
Or perhaps it should be said that it gives Yao Yao a quiet outlet for her emotions, without anyone witnessing her vulnerability.
Ji Yao lay on the bed where Mo Yanyu had once slept, hot tears silently sliding down her cheeks.
Those scenes she had once forgotten suddenly became clear.
"Yan Yan, what kind of job do you want to have in the future?"
"And you?"
"I want to be a planner, preferably the kind who can plan all kinds of large and small cultural performances!"
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