conspirator's love

When Tian Jun came to the cafe, Mo Jiaxin was still sitting in a pile of mess, the coffee table fell to the ground, broken glasses were scattered at his feet, a cafe waiter stood with his hips on his hips, and the waitress He was holding the mop to dry the water stains on the ground.The people around had already returned to their seats, but their eyes were still on Mo Jiaxin.

Mo Jiaxin was just sitting on the black leather sofa, her light brown curly hair had already been neatly combed by her fingers, only the clear palm prints remained on her pale face.

She closed her eyes and sat there calmly.However, it involved Tian Jun's heart like a high-speed spinning top, and he felt a little distressed when he was beaten.

"Jiaxin," Tian Jun put his hand on her shoulder, feeling her trembling slightly.

Mo Jiaxin opened her eyes, but she couldn't focus her eyes. She just grabbed Tian Jun's arm, "You're here," and then stood up using Tian Jun's arm as a fulcrum.

"Sir, don't leave yet, as you have seen, these things have been smashed, and the business is almost impossible." The waiter stepped forward to block Tian Jun and Mo Jiaxin.

"Okay, how much is it?" Tian Jun supported Mo Jiaxin's arm.

The waitress hurriedly typed an order from the cashier, "169 yuan."

Tian Jun didn't bother to look at the list anymore, he took out two hundred from his wallet and threw it on the table, and grabbed Mo Jiaxin, "Let's go."

Walking out of the store, Mo Jiaxin chuckled, "I sat there for a long time, but no one came to ask me for money. It seems that I am really scary."

"You're not scary, why can't you see it? What's the matter with this face?"

Tian Jun said as he opened the car door, and carefully helped Mo Jiaxin into the passenger seat.

Mo Jiaxin didn't say a word.

"What's the matter?" Tian Jun got into the driver's seat and continued to ask, "Why did you suddenly lose your sight? The previous conjunctival abrasion and vitreous hemorrhage are serious again?"

"Well," Mo Jiaxin nodded, "Tian Jun, I want to take Wang Zhe to the United States for treatment."

Tian Jun turned his head to look at her unexpectedly, "Have you figured it out?"

"Well, I'm scared. I'm afraid that my brother won't be able to stand up, I'm afraid I'll be blind if I stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to love anymore." Mo Jiaxin said four fears in a row.

Tian Jun grabbed her hand on her knee, "No, I will help you find an intermediary to apply for a medical visa to the United States now, and it will take up to 20 days. Let's treat your eyes as soon as possible. If it can't be cured, go there. Take a look at the United States. I will accompany you."

Mo Jiaxin lowered her head, was silent for a while and then said: "I owe you too much..."

Tian Jun felt sour, held Mo Jiaxin's face in his hands, and gently touched the slap marks on her face, "Who hit her?"

"Dialect mother."

"This road is so difficult, do you still plan to go?" Tian Jun let go of his hand and started the car.

Mo Jiaxin shook her head and leaned back on the chair back, "I'm powerless now. It's not about fighting against society or others, but I can't get over the hurdle in my heart right now. I don't matter if I'm blind or not. There is a chance to cure Wang Zhe, and I can't give up. What's more, if I am really blind, will I stay and drag her down?" Mo Jiaxin's voice dropped.

"Either way, I can't seem to keep going."

Tian Jun drove the car into the hospital parking lot and turned off the engine.

Mo Jiaxin was silent for a while and then continued: "So, what is love? It's so fragile, you can let it go at any time." She gave a wry smile.

Tian Jun stretched out his hand and touched the back of her head, thinking silently, I will never let go.

After returning from Qin Mo's house, Fang Yan was full of questions.

Along the way, Feng Lu said eight sentences, and she said two sentences.

When I walked downstairs in the community, I saw Tian Qi leaning on the car with her hands on her elbows. Seeing her coming over, she hurriedly stood up, "I called you, but you didn't answer. I have to change my medicine in the afternoon. Forget it?"

"How long have you been waiting?" Dialect was a little embarrassed.

Feng Lu looked at the dialect, then at Tian Qi, "Did I miss something?"

"Not long, only ten minutes." Tian Qi opened the car door, "Can I leave now? Or wait?"

"I'll go upstairs to get my medical card and medical records, you wait for me." After speaking, he pulled Feng Lu and walked upstairs.

"By the way, Xiaoyan, why are you on vacation today? Are you sick? You look very ugly." Feng Lu poked her with her elbow.

"No, it's just a broken head." After speaking, she lifted her hair to show Feng Lu her wound.

"Then why is she here to pick you up? You changed so soon?" Feng Lu's spirit of gossip was burning again.

"She has a good heart," Fang Yan said as he opened the door, "Aren't you going back to see my godson?"

"He must be asleep now, I still want to ask you about Mo Jiaxin..." Before Mo Jiaxin could finish her sentence, the door opened.

"Come here!" As soon as Fang Yan entered the door, he heard his mother beckoning her over from the sofa.

Fang Yan felt that the atmosphere was not right, and looked back at Feng Lu, Feng Lu pushed her in, and pointed to the upstairs with his finger, signaling for her to go upstairs by herself.

Fang Yan had no choice but to go to the sofa, pick a single sofa and sit down.

Mom's face was livid, and she put one hand on her ankle.

Fang Yan's father came over with a hot towel from the bathroom, lifted her feet up and put them on the sofa, and then wrapped her feet with a hot towel.

Only then did Fang Yan see that the back of her mother's instep was swollen, red and shiny, and looked badly injured.

"How did you do it?" Dialect asked aloud.

"You still have the guts to say it!" Fang Yan's father was rarely angry, but today he actually became angry, "What kind of thing is that girlfriend or boyfriend thing you handed over, beating the old man with your hands!"

"Mom! Who beat you?" Dialect turned to her mother.

"Who else! That Mo Jiaxin!" Fang Yan's mother groaned in pain.

"Mo Jiaxin? How did you meet Mo Jiaxin?" Dialect recalled that Mo Jiaxin was flattering her parents the last time she came here, and she couldn't imagine that she could do anything to her mother.

"I made an appointment with her, and I just wanted to see how she is so capable, so that my daughter is full of lies now and she really didn't say a word." Fang Yan's mother was so angry that she patted the sofa.

"Okay, okay, Mom, let's not be angry anymore, does it hurt?" Seeing his mother's painful inhalation, Fang Yan felt a little distressed, squatting beside her, and asked her carefully.

"Stop doing this, sit there for me, I have a lot to ask you." As she spoke, she pointed to the sofa opposite.

Fang Yan had no choice but to sit back on the sofa, put his hands on his lap and waited for the leader to ask questions.

"What's the matter with the injury on your head, Fang Yan?" Fang Yan also thought that her mother might start with her relationship with Mo Jiaxin, who knew that her old man asked a question that Fang Yan hadn't thought of.

"Oh, this, the aisle light was broken when I went home at night, I knocked it, and it broke a little bit." Fang Yan babbled nonsense.

"Then let me ask you again what happened to Mo Jiaxin's face injury?" Fang Yan's mother asked another unexpected question.

Only then did the dialect come back to my senses. Is my mother trying to test whether I am telling the truth or a lie, but how do I know what Mo Jiaxin answered.

She simply didn't care about it, and just pretended to be stupid, "What injury? Mo Jiaxin was injured. Actually, I haven't seen her these days, and I didn't even know she was injured."

"Fart! You bastard! I really want to beat you to death!" Speaking in dialect, the mother grabbed the purse in hand and threw it at him.

"Okay, my child, talk as soon as you have something to say, don't be so impatient." Fang Yan's father hurriedly persuaded her.

Seeing the purse flying towards him, Fang Yan dodged aside. The purse fell upside down under the sofa, and all the things inside fell to the floor with a crackling sound.

Dialect squatted down, turned the purse over, and picked up the things one by one: "Mom, don't be angry, you are not afraid of high blood pressure. When you are angry, your blood pressure will rise, and it will be yourself who will suffer dizziness. I admit it." I didn’t tell the truth about it, so I’m afraid you might be anxious? I’m fine now, and I’m in front of you with my whole beard and shadow, so don’t worry about a little flesh injury.”

"Hey, little bastard, your wings have grown hard, and you haven't told the truth to the adults. Who did you learn this from, Mo Jiaxin?" Fang Yan's mother didn't listen to the persuasion, and she was furious.

Dialect thought to himself, I am a little brat, aren’t you an old rabbit?Why are you scolding yourself?But she didn't dare to say that, she just defended in a low voice: "Mom, you can scold me as soon as you scold me, why are you bringing outsiders along with you. I want to know why you met Mo Jiaxin?"

"I saw you divorced in the past two days. To save you face, I didn't ask you directly. I thought you wouldn't tell me the truth, so I went to see Mo Jiaxin and asked her if what Zhang Zilu said was true. real."

Dialect's father brought a cup of hot tea and handed it to his wife. "Come on, have a sip of tea, let's go smoothly."

"She's already admitted it, so tell me the truth." Fang Yan's mother blew on the powdered tea and took a big sip.

"She admitted it, so she threw the table over in anger and threw it on you?" Dialect avoided the word "confession", and asked the part he cared about.

"What? You still don't believe me when I say she hit me? You can go to the cafe and ask if she hit me with her hands, or if she deliberately threw the table over to hit me!" Fang Yan's mother said and looked back at the old man. "Do you think this girl was raised for nothing? She's just a white-eyed wolf."

"Ask whatever you want, I'll answer it carefully today." Fang Yan saw that she was angry again, so he had to correct his attitude and sit down solemnly.

"Are you dating Mo Jiaxin?" Fang Yan's mother thought for a while and asked directly.

"Well, yes, I like her." Dialect was a little embarrassed when he heard the word "falling in love" at first, especially when he asked from his mother, "What else did Zhang Zilu tell you? What did he say?" Those are not true. I like Mo Jiaxin from the beginning, and I want to be with her."

"You are really obsessed. Mo Jiaxin has already admitted that she broke your marriage and seduced Zhang Zilu, such a morally corrupt woman, you say you like her? Are you crazy?" Fang Yan's mother pointed her finger His face turned green with anger.

"She said that?" Fang Yan didn't expect Mo Jiaxin to admit to all these scary-sounding crimes. "It's not her. She seduces me as well. What does it have to do with Zhang Zilu? He is a soy saucer. With him or without him, we will be together. First, Zhang Zilu and I have no emotional basis, and second, we have no common language. .Third, the values, outlook on the world, and outlook on life are inconsistent. Sooner or later you will have to divorce. You should thank Mo Jiaxin for letting your daughter out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

"Listen!" Fang Yan's mother trembled with anger, and said to Yan Yan's father, "Is this my daughter? She is bewitched!"

"Dialect!" Fangyan's father also sternly said, "Stop talking, are you going to piss your mother off?"

"If you knew I should have let her be beaten to death, you would have known what she is!" After speaking, Fang Yan's mother beat her chest desperately, "I am only this daughter, and now this is trying to force me to death! "

"Mom!" Dialect went up to hold her back, "Don't be like this, let's talk about what's going on."

"Speak carefully, is my foot injury fake? You are a good girl, and you insist on being gay, how do you let me live?" Fang Yan's mother was crying and fussing.

Fang Yan's father also went up to help her push her back, and handed her a tissue to wipe her face.

"Dialect! I don't care what you say, you broke up with her, what a messy relationship. You really don't want your mother and me anymore?" Fangyan's father pushed away Fangyan, sat on the sofa, and patted his wife, "Don't When she is angry, she will be confused for a moment, and it is not worth it for you to be angry."

Fang Yan's heart was in a mess, and suddenly remembered that Tian Qi was still downstairs, she sighed, "Mom, I have to go to the hospital to change the medicine first, and we can talk about it when I come back."

"My wife, ask my daughter to change her medicine, let's go back to bed first." Fang Yan's father comforted him in a low voice.

"Yes, I think she just broke her head, so hurry up and fix it!" Fang Yan's mother stepped on the ground with one foot, staggered to her feet, and Fang Yan's father helped her to walk to the bedroom.

"Hey, are you going to see Mo Jiaxin again?" Fang Yan's mother turned around and asked unwillingly.

"My wife, don't worry about it. They have to meet each other after they break up." Fang Yan's father continued to help her walk.

"There's no need for that, it's best not to see each other in the future," Fang Yan's mother turned her head and yelled at Yan Yan.

"Okay, she knows, right?" Fang Yan's father turned around and winked at Yan Yan.

"I see." Fang Yan had no choice but to agree.

The author has something to say:

I've been writing so hard lately.Plus a new job.The update interval has also been increased.I'm also worried about the bad ending.But every time I feel frustrated when I write, I think that someone is expecting me to continue writing.

So I will insist no matter what, let this story have a good ending, no matter how many times I rewrite it, no matter how difficult it feels, I will continue to work hard.

Thank you for your support along the way, as long as there is one person who is willing to read the text I wrote, I will cheer.

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