Crack: Not loving you is the way back

"Kyoto?" Xiao Yue's pupils shrank. He had just come back from there, and now he was rushing back without stopping. What was the hidden meaning of this move? He was afraid that he was not just venting his anger on Su Mo.

Su Xuan'er nodded and said: "My Su family has already withdrawn from the center of power, and they still covet my daughter shamelessly. In this case, we must uproot them and avoid future troubles forever."

As for this, she smiled, which made people's hair stand on end. "Anyway, they have never experienced the feeling of family destruction. Maybe they can live forever if they have a taste."

"Aunt Su..." Xiao Qinglan looked at the ferocious-looking Su Xuan'er with some horror, feeling that something was wrong with this person at this time.

Su Xuan'er turned around and smiled slightly at her, but didn't say anything more to her.

When Su Xuan'er returns to Kyoto, Xiao Yue will definitely accompany her. This matter can be thought of without thinking.

Xiao Qinglan sighed "sadly" about the changeable relationships in her life. Before Xiao Yue could explain anything to her, she consciously said, "Dad, please go back to Kyoto with Aunt Su. I can take care of myself." , you don’t have to worry about me.”

Xiao Yue glanced at her with relief and followed Su Xuan'er out with firm steps. Xiao Qinglan stood there "unfeelingly" and didn't know what kind of reaction to make.

After a while, he looked at the brightly lit ceiling and wailed loudly: "A child whose father doesn't care for him and whose mother doesn't love him is so pitiful..."

After howling twice, the living room where people could be seen both bright and dark turned out to be as quiet as a creepy haunted house. It was abnormally quiet. He stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, which was really asking for trouble.

He sighed sadly and turned to leave. When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered that he was too idle and had nothing to do. He turned back to find Su Mo and hurriedly stepped up the stairs. After walking two steps, he came back again. Suddenly remembering Su Mo's instructions not to disturb her, she hesitated for a while, and finally could only lie on the sofa doing nothing, staring at the spotless ceiling in a daze.

After Su Mo returned to the room, he hugged his knees with his hands and sat by the window equipped with a security net. His eyes seemed to be looking blankly into the distance, and the scenery in the sky was in full view.

Spring is passing and autumn is coming, summer is passing and winter is approaching. In this city with only summer and no winter, I never know what it feels like to be shivering in winter when it is wrapped in snow.

It looks like spring but not spring, like winter but not winter. The big trees outside the wall have green branches and leaves, and fragrant flowers. Thousands of small branches are interlaced and superimposed. Although they are chaotic, they are orderly and look very coordinated.

She stared silently, in the time when no one was with her. At this moment, her mood was extremely bad. She thought that seeing more beautiful scenery would make her mood better, but she never thought that the more she looked, the deeper the sadness in her heart became.

The beautiful scenery that no one can share will only increase the troubles.

She got up and lay back on the bed, curled up and hid under the quilt, closing her eyes desperately, as if she could suppress the sadness in her heart, but she overestimated her ability to control her emotions.

Tears, like an unstoppable torrent, seeped out unstoppably from the corners of the eyes, then gathered in one place, completely soaking the pillow.

The sadness during the day will flow everywhere in the dead of night. It is obviously an afternoon when the sky is still bright. Why is she so sad that it is difficult to feel sorry for herself?

Su Mo asked himself silently in his heart, hoping to get an answer.

However, every time he asked, the red tip of his nose ached, and more and more tears fell. Until the tear ducts dried up and he completely fell asleep in suppressed sadness, the questioning was temporarily stopped.

Seeing Su Xuan'er and Xiao Yue hurriedly walking out, Ming wanted to ask a concerned question, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything.

He felt complicated and tangled when he saw his mother who had abandoned him again after not seeing him for more than 20 years.

Before he could come up with a result, the two of them didn't even say hello. They closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away without giving anyone a chance to regret saying hello.

"These two are so aggressive. Are they looking for a fight?" Cheng Ye looked at the air filled with exhaust fumes and asked doubtfully.

Ming glanced at the direction they were leaving, lowered his head and thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and sent a message. The recipients were the group of people who had traveled all the way from the Dead Realm to Kyoto.

Those people had been free for a long time, and now they finally had the opportunity. They wanted to show off their skills, but they never thought that Su Mo would not give them a chance.

I had already arrived, so I went back in despair with nothing to do. After thinking about it for a while, I immediately went dormant in Kyoto without anyone noticing.

Ming has always been aware of their actions and has no excuses for this. He did not expect that it would come in handy today.

After sending the message, Ming turned around and went back indoors. Cheng Ye didn't know what he was planning in silence, but based on his understanding of Ming, he felt that someone was going to be in bad luck. Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him, he said without complaint. Follow him,

He thought that with their current relationship, when he wanted to say something, he would tell him.

And just when Su Xuan'er and the two returned to Kyoto, Bi Lingqing, who had something on his mind, finally broke free from the shackles of the medicine with strong faith. He woke up slowly, his head was dizzy, and he didn't remember why he fell asleep for a while.

He rubbed his dizzy head and calmed down for a while. The blurry figure in front of him gradually became clearer, and he called out: "Mom."

Mrs. Bi looked at him with a distressed expression, and drugging Bi Lingqing was a helpless act unless she was cruel.

She picked up the tonic soup that had been simmering beside her and handed it to Bi Lingqing.

Bi Lingqing took it dizzy and was about to drink it all from the bowl. The memory that had been sleeping for a long time suddenly came to life, attacking his brain nerves like an overwhelming force. He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly changed, and he stared at the bowl with wide eyes. The dark stuff seemed as if what he was seeing was not a tonic but poison.

He stiffly moved his hand away little by little, and was about to put it back on the bedside table when Mrs. Bi's eyes flashed slightly, her heart was slightly raised, and she asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Bi Lingqing looked at her with disappointment. He never thought that his mother, whom he once trusted so much, would drug him while he was not prepared.

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed on his own, put on his shoes unsteadily, and walked straight out without saying anything.

Mrs. Bi grabbed his hand in a panic, and asked with a little anger in her panic: "Ling Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Bi Lingqing felt sad from the bottom of her heart. She looked back at her beloved mother with great disappointment, and asked with great dejection: "You are my mother, and I trust you so much, but why did you drug me?"

The hand holding Bi Lingqing slowly dropped to the side. This moment finally came. After thinking about it for a long time, Mrs. Bi finally said helplessly: "Mom knows you are going to find Gu Li, but the person is dead and the light is out. Where are you going? Go find her?"