Twins in Tibet

"Father." When Mo Huailin came back from work, he heard these two words when he entered the door. He was so shocked that he stood at the door like that, and even forgot to take off the shoes hanging on his feet.

He stared blankly at the child in front of him, with the same delicate face, two black crystal-like eyes inlaid on the porcelain white skin, there was no emotion in the eyes, not at all like a three-year-old child.The corners of the bright red lips are slightly raised, as if smiling, but on the stiff cheeks, it looks weird no matter how you look.

Still the same lack of expression, is his beautiful son.

The son, who had been mute for three years, suddenly called himself father clearly.Isn't he a mute?But in the past three years, why have you never spoken?And who taught him to speak?However, soon, Mo Huailin attributed this credit to his servants.

Maybe the hospital made a wrong diagnosis back then, my son was not dumb, maybe the servants in the family had nothing to do, so I taught him to speak from time to time, and it finally worked after three years.Once he figured this out, Mo Huailin's look at Mo Xunran would no longer be the surprise he had when he first met, but he wouldn't be very close either.

"You—" Mo Huailin looked at the child in front of him hesitantly. He hadn't looked at this beautiful child in three years, but heard people talking about how beautiful this dumb young master is, like a golden boy descending to earth.

But from the moment he knew he was dumb, he had already given up on this child and never cared about him.Although there are many dumb people in this world, and there are also many successful dumb people, but those are definitely not Mo Huailin's children. How could Mo Huailin have a dumb child?Even if he admits it, the mansion will not admit it.As a result, the neglect day after day is now so strange that I don't know what to say.

As for the weirdness on the little child's face, Mo Huailin naturally attributed it to the fact that he hadn't spoken or smiled for three years, so the muscles on his face were stiff.

"Father," the beautiful child gently tugged at the corner of Mo Huailin's clothes, a delicate little face was lifted up, there was a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, it looked innocent and cute, but in Mo Huailin's eyes Here, the weird feeling is even worse, I always feel that the child's smile should not be like this, and I always feel that the child is planning something.However, Mo Huailin soon abandoned this idea.

"Xunran, you can talk?" The most urgent thing is to figure out this strange thing first, if it is really taught by a servant in the family, then you must reward that servant well.

He and Du Juan haven't had any children for the past three years. This child looks very beautiful and smart. Now that he can talk, he can take him out to meet people.

"It was the beautiful aunt who taught me, and the beautiful aunt didn't let me tell others. Xunran is a good boy, and he didn't tell anyone else, only his father." The arc of Mo Xunran's mouth gradually widened, rendering the whole picture The small face is full of a flying look, brilliant and eye-catching.But looking at this smiling face, Mo Huailin felt a chill in his heart, that weird feeling even reached the point of warning.

"Be good, tell Dad, who is the beautiful aunt?" Mo Huailin told himself over and over again in his heart, it was just an illusion, it was just an illusion, how could a three-year-old smile so weirdly?

Hearing Mo Huailin's question, Xun Ran pursed his lips and showed a big smile, then the small figure turned around and ran upstairs, Mo Huailin didn't react for a while.After a while, Mo Xunran came down with something in his arms: "Father, look—" As if offering a treasure, the small hand held something that was huge compared to him, and stretched it out in front of Mo Huailin's eyes.

Mo Huailin lowered his head, and was startled by the thing in the little child's hand.

It was a photo album, and the woman on the cover smiled very sweetly. The long white dress was held by the hands beside her, revealing her slender and beautiful calves as white as jade.Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her delicate lips outlined a beautiful arc.There was still a clear blush on his face, as if he was extremely happy.

Holding the photo album, Mo Huailin's hands trembled uncontrollably. He knew what was inside without opening it. His hands trembled so much that he almost fell the photo album to the ground. The bright smile on the cover seemed to burn him. A layer of water vapor spread from his eyes. You know, since he left the Mo family, he has never shed a single tear. How can a person who is called the Rakshasa of the shopping mall be weak?

"Xunran, tell Dad, where did you find this?" In my memory, I locked this photo album in the corner of my study the day before my 28-year-old wedding. Now that five years have passed, my memory is slowly fading. Disappearing, dreaming back at midnight, I can't even remember the existence of this thing.Whether I dare not recall or really have forgotten, I will no longer ask myself this question.

The woman in the photo has already gone with the wind. Those past loves, those past vows, and those beautiful experiences together were all deeply buried after she jumped off the building.I still remember the love when I was young, innocence is like a piece of white paper, and a small ink spot will become dazzling.Caressing the photo album, Mo Huailin's face showed a look of nostalgia and loneliness, but he never regretted his decision, even if the price was his love, this gorgeous life, and his lifetime memories, he still chose Instead of a career, he chose marriage.

At the engagement banquet, she was dressed very beautifully, even the cuckoos couldn't match her beauty, and the eyes of the guests were all on her.Then, the next day, she jumped from the top floor of Mo's Co., Ltd., with deep despair on her face, and she was wearing the white dress they wore when they first met.Blood spread all over the floor, and even her favorite white dress was stained. Her big eyes were lifeless, and she just stared at the company's gate.I don't know how to notify the hospital and her family, but I just remember that I locked this photo album and this memory at the same time.

When I saw this album again, I recalled not only the sweet memories, but also the girl's venomous curse before she died: "Mo Huailin, I won't let you go! Just wait, I won't make it easy for you !" I am an atheist, such a ridiculous curse, I have never taken it to heart, why would I think of it today?

Not only recalling the curse, but even the despair and heartbreak on the girl's face at that time were recalled. It was as if the heart was being held by someone, and it was squeezed so hard that the pain even hit the last part of the chest. Every bit of the air was squeezed out.

Immersed in his own thoughts, Mo Huailin did not see the light flashing in the eyes of the child in front of him. It was not the light that a child should have. It was like a pool of stagnant water infused with fresh life, but it quickly disappeared. The stagnant water The original calm was restored.

"Dad, it was given to me by the beautiful auntie. The auntie said this is her photo, let Xunran remember her." The three-year-old child still smiled innocently on the sleeves of Laramore Wylin, but the pair of black There was nothing in the bright eyes, just a deep and silent blackness, even someone as bold as Mo Huailin was taken aback by such eyes, and didn't even realize what Mo Xunran answered.