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After recalling what happened that day, flaxen hair appeared before Ye Baizhi's eyes, and tears flickered again involuntarily.

It turned out that the person that day was Jiang Mo, that is to say... Zong Zong was her child.

Thinking of this, Ye Baizhi burst into tears, dazed, her heart was completely flustered, her lips moved a few times, and she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Jiang Mo also burst into tears, looking at Ye Baizhi with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

How dare you believe it, the lover in front of you is actually the one who caused fate to torture her six years ago.

"I'm sorry." It took a long time for Ye Baizhi to spit out these three words slowly. Because of her, Jiang Mo took care of the rice dumplings by himself for six years and lost contact with his family.

If she hadn't left that day, but had turned around to take a closer look at Jiang Mo, and stayed, would Jiang Mo have suffered much less suffering and bitterness in the past six years?

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Mo's emotions completely collapsed, crying heartbreakingly, and the grievance in his heart collapsed in an instant, and he turned to Ye Baizhi word by word, "Where did you go? What did you do?" Can you let me take care of my children for six years alone! Do you know how I got here all these years? How could you just walk away!? Do you know that it was because of that night that I lost my home. I You have been bullied so much, where have you gone?!"

Ye Baizhi supported the ground with her hands, her clothes were wet with tears, her whole body seemed to be filled with lead, she couldn't move, she froze there, with her head down.

Jiang Mo's every word, every word, and even the tone of voice hurt her so much, yes, how could she just walk away, how could she be willing to suffer so much grievances by Jiang Mo alone? ?

Jiang Mo leaned his back against the wall, raised his head, bit his lip, couldn't stop the tears, and trembled all over.

Ye Baizhi slowly raised her eyelids, looked at Jiang Mo, took a deep breath, went over, and hugged her in her arms.

Jiang Mo didn't push away, as if she was lifeless, she just raised her head and looked at the ceiling, her heart seemed to be so strangled that she couldn't even beat.

After a long time, feeling the warmth conveyed by him, Jiang Mo raised his hand and pushed Ye Baizhi away forcefully, the remaining tears in his eyes were crystal clear, his face was expressionless, his voice was small, but his tone was persuasive, and he said, "Where are you going?" How could you run away without looking back?"

Ye Baizhi hugged Jiang Mo again, her eyes were red, and she choked up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The two were like this, Jiang Mo was like a porcelain doll, he didn't hug Ye Baizhi back, but kept repeating the sentence "Where did you go, how could you run?"

But Ye Baizhi kept replying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

After a while, Jiang Mo let go of Ye Baizhi's embrace, touched his tears, got up and went back to his bedroom, and closed the door.

She needs to calm down, and also needs to take care of everything at the moment.

Ye Baizhi looked at the closed door, her eyes were full of helplessness and pain, she took another deep breath, her throat was stuck so uncomfortable.

Curled up on the ground, Ye Baizhi thought back to the contact with Jiang Mo and Zong Zong these days, especially when he thought of Zong Zong, his heart stopped, and tears slid down again.

Zong Zong's frowns, smiles, and words kept lingering in her mind, pulling at her heartstrings.

Thinking of Zong Zong's smiling face, the corners of Ye Baizhi's mouth curled up, and then her nose turned sore, and tears welled up again. It turned out that the closest person was always by her side, and she still didn't know it.

But after thinking about it, after all, it was God who treated her kindly and sent Jiang Mo and Zong Zong to her.

Destiny is really magical, it belongs to you, no matter what, it is yours, it is not yours, and it is not yours if you force it ten thousand times.

Ye Baizhi secretly made a decision, this time, she will not run away again, she will firmly hold onto Jiang Mo and Zong Zong.

But she started to panic again, she didn't know what Jiang Mo was thinking, she was afraid, she was afraid that Jiang Mo would break up with her because of this, she would stay away from her, or because she couldn't think about it.

In the bedroom, Jiang Mo hugged his knees, his head drooped, and he was in a daze.

The person who was still rubbing shoulders just now, suddenly became the person I have complained about for six years.

Jiang Mo's thoughts have been flowing from six years ago to just now, and suddenly she laughed out loud, tears flashed, should she thank fate?Toy with her all the time.

She didn't know how to face the person outside the door, now as long as she thought of Ye Baizhi's face, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

How could Ye Baizhi abandon herself so cruelly?

Jiang Mo was so full of the grievances he had suffered over the years that he completely forgot that Ye Baizhi was actually another victim.

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In the evening, Bai Shan came to deliver the rice dumplings, but she rang the doorbell many times, but there was no response.

Bai Shan was wondering, and was about to pick up her mobile phone to call Ye Baizhi, when the door opened.

"Mom..." Ye Baizhi opened the door and said.

Bai Shan looked at Ye Baizhi's expression, and saw that she was in a bad mood, and asked, "Why isn't the light on? You haven't heard the doorbell after ringing it so many times?"

The corner of Ye Baizhi's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

"Zong Zong is asleep, here is it for you, where is Jiang Mo?" Bai Shan handed the sleeping Zong Zong to Ye Baizhi's hand, asking, guessing that the two might be having a conflict, right?

When Ye Baizhi saw Zongzong, her hands trembled inadvertently, and she took it slowly, saying, "She's in the bedroom."

"Is there a conflict?" With the help of the weak light, Bai Shan saw Ye Baizhi's red and swollen eye sockets clearly, her heart paused, and she hurriedly asked in a low voice.

Ye Baizhi looked at Zong Zong's eyebrows and eyes, it was difficult to breathe, her nose was sore, she resisted and said to Bai Shan: "There is no conflict, it's okay, Mom, you can go first."

Bai Shan obviously didn't believe it. The broken look was not because of Jiang Mo or because of someone else, and said earnestly, "You, please let others do it more, don't keep talking about it."

After all, she was born and raised by herself, and Bai Shan knows Ye Baizhi's temperament, but it's a pity that Ye Baizhi has never put on airs in front of Jiang Mo, not now, and never will.

Ye Baizhi nodded, forced back her tears, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Well, I will, be careful on the road."

Bai Shan took a deep look at Ye Baizhi and didn't say anything else, thinking that it's better to tell Ye Baizhi about the dumpling later, feeling that the relationship between the two children is still not stable.

After Bai Shan left, Ye Baizhi hugged Zong Zong, smelled the unique milky fragrance of a child on her body, felt like a stick in her throat, kissed Zong Zong's small forehead lightly, and knocked on the door of Jiang Mo's bedroom.

For several hours, Jiang Mo hadn't come out, and he didn't know if he was bored or not.

Jiang Mo's mood calmed down a lot. When he opened the door, seeing Ye Baizhi holding the rice dumpling, he bit his lip and took the rice dumpling without saying a word.

The two looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen.

Ye Baizhi watched Jiang Mo skillfully put the rice dumpling on the bed, and her heart ached again, she missed a lot.

After comforting Zong Zong, Jiang Mo turned around and saw Ye Bai Zhi who was still standing at the door, he let out a breath and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and separated Ye Baizhi from the outside, just like their two hearts are also separated invisibly now.

Ye Baizhi looked at the closed door, stood there for a while, then turned around and went back to her bedroom, turned on the light, which dimly illuminated the traces of the joy she had with Jiang Mo in the morning, and her heart was suddenly covered with pain.

Curled up on the bed, Ye Baizhi closed her eyes. She had to think hard about how to knock down the defensive umbrella that Jiang Mo had built again.

On the other side, Jiang Mo half leaned against the bed, took out Ye Baizhi's work card, and used her fingertips to move that pretty face back and forth, with bitterness in her eyes.

She loves this person and hates this person.

The grievances she has suffered in the past six years prevent her from pretending to face Ye Baizhi with ease.

In the morning, Jiang Mo got up, tried to calm down, and cooked breakfast in the kitchen as usual.

Looking at the white rice in her hand, Jiang Mo recalled the scene on the first day when she moved here. She asked Ye Baizhi if there were any taboos, and Ye Baizhi only said "don't eat seaweed".

At that time, she thought that it was the same as Zong Zong. It turns out that the taste is hereditary.

No wonder, Ye Baizhi sometimes has the shadow of rice dumplings.

It's no wonder that Zong Zong has always loved to be close to Ye Baizhi, just because of blood relationship.

No wonder, that day when she saw Ye Baizhi's childhood photos in the Ye family villa, she felt very similar to Zong Zong.

In fact, there are some things that have been foreshadowed long ago, but I didn't think much about them at all.

Seeing Jiang Mo in a daze, Zong Zong ran to her side and said, "Mom, what are you thinking?"

"Ah...no, mom is making breakfast." Jiang Mo looked at Zong Zong, regained his senses, and said.

"Okay, then I'll pack my schoolbag first."

"Well, let's go."

Looking at Zong Zong's small back as he walked, Jiang Mo felt more and more that his posture and posture were the same as Ye Baizhi's.

Ye Baizhi also woke up, and when she came out, she saw Jiang Mo thinking about something, hesitated for a few seconds, tried her best to smile, and said, "Morning."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, and the actions of his subordinates also paused, without raising his head, he replied in a cold tone, "Morning."

Ye Baizhi saw Jiang Mo like this, and felt pain in her heart. If it was before, she would definitely go and hug Jiang Mo, but now, she dare not, for fear of causing Jiang Mo's wound.

"Morning, Aunt Ye!" After tidying up the rice dumplings, she came out and saw Ye Baizhi sitting on the dining table, her eyes glowed, and she rushed over and said.

When Ye Baizhi heard Zong Zong's milky voice, her eye circles were slightly red, and after taking a few deep breaths, she turned around and said with a smile, "You're early too."

"In a while, Auntie...Auntie will take you to the kindergarten, okay?" Ye Baizhi said with a trembling heart when she called herself Auntie.

Jiang Mo put the plate on the table, heard the words, spoke out, his tone was still cold, and said: "No need, Mr. Ye, I will send her to the kindergarten in a while, you go to work."

It was the title "you" again, Ye Baizhi couldn't breathe when she heard Jiang Mo's chilling words, her nose was sore, she nodded, and said only one word: "Okay."

Zongzong, a little ghost, saw that something was wrong between Jiang Mo and Ye Baizhi, but he didn't dare to go up and ask, but just looked back and forth at the two of them.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Mo's grievances cannot be dissipated so easily.