Christmas

Without answering Mo He's question immediately, Duan Qinghe covered his gauze-wrapped head and glanced at Shi Xie with a usual smile on his face.

"Mr. Shi, let me first apologize for what I said before. The world is full of wonders. This sentence is really not a joke."

Not wanting to continue this hypocritical exchange of greetings with Duan Qinghe, Shi Xie moved his left hand, which seemed to be a little twisted.

"Mr. Mo, who is this girl?"

Xia Yao, who was holding Xiao Shen, heard the impatience in Shi Xie's tone, so he sighed slightly in his heart and began to change the subject. "Her name is Lin Qi, and she is a servant of our family. Because she does things very meticulously, I let her clean my daughter's room all the time. The red dress she is wearing is also my daughter's clothes."

Mo He sighed heavily, his brows were tightly frowned, with an inexplicable melancholy.

"Mr. Mo, did she ever take care of your daughter?"

"No, she came after my daughter died."

Xia Yao nodded thoughtfully, thought for a while and didn't have any clues, so he didn't ask any more questions, but Shi Xie raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"Is Miss Mo's ashes still in her room?"

"Yes, I'm just such a daughter, I can't bear it."

Mo He sighed, sitting on the sofa, his body was a little sluggish, and his expression was very tired.

"Then can I go and see Miss Mo's room?"

"of course can."

Nodding, Mo He stood up and led Shi Xie and his party to the third floor.

Because Mo Yuling's room is the last one on the left on the second floor, Shi Xie and Duan Qinghe's rooms are on the right hand side, and they don't have the habit of wandering around, so this is their first time coming to Mo Yuling s room.

The room is very spacious and looks very simple and elegant. It is similar to the decoration of the whole villa, except that there are more things for little girls. The large and small dolls and some exquisite trinkets that can be seen everywhere all show the feelings of a girl. .

After entering the room, Mo He didn't say a word, just sat on the chair, playing with a blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia and grief.

Shi Xie and the others didn't bother him, they just quietly looked at the layout of the holiday.

Xia Yao pulled Xiao Shen and walked to an exquisite toy castle, Xiao Shen looked curiously at the novelty toy he had never seen before, with his small hands on the table, wanting Xia Yao to pick him up.

All the appearance of the castle appeared in Xiao Shen's eyes. This toy castle was very finely crafted and very large, completely covering a tabletop.

The castle is made of wood, painted with powder-white paint, with light green patterns painted on it, and the castle is also very high, counting the height of the table, the spire just reaches Xia Yao's chest.

The outside of the castle is surrounded by wooden fences, and there are some green vines climbing freely on it. Inside the castle, there are simulated flowers and a fountain equipped with a power system, which is still spraying small streams of water.

Looking curiously at the wooden castle in front of him, Xiao Shen couldn't help but stretch out his hand to poke the courtyard of the castle, which was also carved with wood.

Like a living villain.Some of these villains are watering the flowers and some are cleaning. They look in different shapes, just like the real ones.

There is another gate on the castle that seems to be openable. Before Xia Yao can react, Xiao Shen quickly leans out and pulls open the wooden door of the villa, revealing the contents inside.

A small white porcelain man, with a photo of a girl pasted on it, her face is still young, with a bright smile and a happy look.

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