The spring breeze is not as long as your love

"Hey."

"Su Mowan, are you... are you crying?" Bai Yurou heard the trembling voice from the other end, and couldn't help saying, "Didn't you make a cake for Mo Chenxiao today, and plan to celebrate his birthday?" Bar."

"It's not ready."

Su Mowan couldn't help looking at the coffee table.

She put the big three-tiered cake there just now, but now there is nothing left.

Mo Chenxiao's indifferent and heartless look was still in front of him: "From now on, you are not allowed to make cakes at home."

The heart that has worked hard all day has been so spoiled by others, no matter how well Su Mowan cultivated himself, he couldn't understand Mo Chenxiao no matter how hard he tried.

Bai Yurou raised her voice: "So, you really celebrated Mo Chenxiao's birthday?"

"Ah."

"Alas..." Bai Yurou sighed involuntarily, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

She was going to tell Su Mowan last night, but she was interrupted by her aunt first.

After she went to the old lady's room, she knew that her mother's cemetery had suddenly collapsed, and it was now after she finished her work, but she didn't expect it to be a step too late.

While Su Mowan drove the car fast, he dialed Mo Chenxiao's cell phone over and over again, and Bai Yurou's words came to mind——

"In the year of Chen Xiao's 12th birthday, he and his second aunt were kidnapped by gangsters who broke into the house. On that day, Chen Xiao lost his legs and his aunt was killed. Since then, he has never celebrated his birthday, let alone Will eat birthday cake."

Is such that!

It turned out to be like this!

Su Mowan had always been worried about what her aunt would do to the cake, so she made one herself, but she never thought that her hands and feet were never on the cake, but on the past.

She couldn't and didn't dare to imagine, after Mo Chenxiao worked hard all day and night, the moment he stepped into the house, he saw the scene that was almost the same as when he was 12 years old.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

shutdown...

Su Mowan parked the car aside and stared blankly through the windshield.

At this moment, the wind has picked up, and the raindrops are enveloping the earth.

The footsteps of pedestrians on the road became more and more hurried, and all of them ran back towards a place called home in unison.

However, Mo Chenxiao was still nowhere to be seen.

Su Mowan hated herself like never before, but if she had cared for Mo Chenxiao in her previous life, she would never make such a mistake this time.

However, blaming yourself now won't help.

Soon, Su Mowan's eyes became determined, she must find Mo Chenxiao.

Su Mowan searched many places and asked all of Mo Chenxiao's friends, but none of them saw Mo Chenxiao.

Mo Chenxiao seemed to have disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Bai Yurou called again and advised Su Mowan: "It's very late now, you should go back early. Wait until tomorrow, when he has figured it out, he will go back."

"Bai Yurou."

Su Mowan suddenly called out, and asked seriously, "Tell me, would Chen Xiao blame me?"

"Su Mowan, is it appropriate for you to ask me this?"

"It's not appropriate for you to tell me about Mo Chenxiao's abnormality, or to comfort me now."

"Yeah, it's not appropriate. So now I doubt whether I'm drunk or dreaming, otherwise how can I persuade you?"

Bai Yurou recalled her aunt's hint to her again.

Would she like to become Mo Chenxiao's woman tonight and be a real husband and wife with him?

Bai Yurou admitted that he had a momentary heartbeat.

As long as she thinks about taking that step, the relationship between her and Mo Chenxiao will never be torn apart, and she won't have to leave the Mo family anymore.

But this thought was severely suppressed for only a moment.

No, she can't do that.

She could be hesitant to Mo Chenxiao because of low self-esteem or cowardice, but she couldn't give up the last ounce of persistence in her heart.

She didn't want to become an unbearable woman in Mo Chenxiao's heart.

Bai Yurou suppressed the mixed thoughts in his heart: "No way. Mo Chenxiao won't blame you."

Because he loves you.

She had never seen Mo Chenxiao care so much about a girl.

is it?

should be true.

Mo Chenxiao has always been kind to her, and many times she is so kind that she can't understand, nor can she feel at ease.

What is she, Su Mowan, capable of?

Suddenly, Su Mowan remembered that in his previous life, he had heard Pei Yi say that Mo Chenxiao would go to Wutong Town when he was sad.

There is a house in Wutong Town that used to be a place for Mrs. Mo to relax.

Su Mowan drove over immediately, and then saw a familiar black Maybach on the path next to the house.

Mo Chenxiao really came here.

Su Mowan was shocked, pushed open the car door, stumbled into it, and shouted: "Mo Chenxiao!"

She yelled for a long time, but got no response.

Mo Chenxiao was not there.

Su Mowan called Mo Chenxiao again, but his phone was still turned off.

In fact, Su Mowan knew that she could wait for Mo Chenxiao as long as she waited here, but she couldn't.

Su Mowan found a dilapidated umbrella from the room, and then quickly walked out the door.

This house is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is very beautiful on weekdays, but when it rains, the stream rises a bit.

Holding the hem of her skirt, Su Mowan carefully stepped on the water and walked through the stream.

It's getting late now, and it's raining again, the sky is getting darker, and the rain is getting more and more urgent. Mixed with the wind, her clothes are soaked.

Fortunately, the battery of her mobile phone was sufficient, she held it in her hand as a flashlight, and shouted Mo Chenxiao's name loudly as she walked.

At this time, Mo Chenxiao was standing under a wisteria flower stand, and the small flowers crowded together to form a rich purple color, that gorgeous color was still dazzling even in the wind and rain.

His body was already soaked by rain, and his hair was wet and stuck to his face, making him look very embarrassed, but he still remained motionless, his eyes stubbornly staring at the beauty in front of him, as if he wanted to see the beauty of the past. Same as before.

It was his birthday that day. In fact, he knew that his mother would return from Wutong Town to celebrate his birthday soon, but he was still impatient and couldn't wait, urging the driver to pick him up early in the morning.

Mother had no choice but to put down the half-finished painting and go back with him.

On the way, my mother made a detour to the cake shop and took back the cake that had been ordered earlier.

Not long after returning home, the criminals broke in and kidnapped the unsuspecting him and his mother...

Mo Chenxiao couldn't help closing his eyes, even though 18 years had passed, everything that happened that day was still vivid.

The rain was getting heavier, and the icy rain fell on his body, as if it was going to freeze his blood together.

Suddenly, a voice came through the night——

"Chen Xiao!"

"Mo Chenxiao!"

Probably because she shouted for too long, her voice was already hoarse.

It's Su Mowan.