Brilliant

After Mo Jingzhi learned that his wife was suffering from mental illness, he finally returned to his dilapidated home. Mo Beicheng thought he was finally taking responsibility, but he didn't expect that what his father wanted was a divorce agreement.

Mo Beicheng had a quarrel with him. He begged his father not to provoke his mother anymore, but his father yelled at Mo Beicheng.

——Being able to live with the lunatic for so long, you probably inherited her madness too!

These are the exact words of my father.

His father called a few security guards and sent Mo Beicheng to a mental hospital. Even if the doctor explained that Mo Beicheng had no mental illness at all, his father would not believe it. He stubbornly wanted to find any madness from his second son. I can only tell him that Mo Beicheng is depressed, and he can take some medicine to control his depression.

With these words, his father sent Mo Beicheng to a nursing home, and told the nurse to let him take his medicine on time, while he concentrated on preparing the divorce agreement and severed all ties with this crazy woman.

But he didn't expect that after hearing the word "divorce", Mo Yalan jumped from the tall building without even thinking about it, ending her short but glorious life.

It was because of this suicide that Mo Beicheng, who was originally imprisoned in the nursing home, was released and was investigated by the police with his father. In the end, the police confirmed that this was a suicide and released both father and son from the police station.On the way out of the police station, Mo Jingzhi proposed to bury Mo Yalan secretly. He would not inform anyone to attend, even Mo Nanxuan. He didn't want this matter to have any impact on his reputation. If Mo Yalan If Beicheng doesn't agree, then he will refuse Mo Beicheng to attend the funeral.

Mo Beicheng couldn't laugh or cry, but he had to agree to the man's request.He had to bury his mother and send the poor woman one last time.

That is, after the funeral, Mo Beicheng discovered that his musical talent and the music that rang in his ears all the time were all buried in the grave with his mother.He didn't know if it was the damage caused by the medicine, and he didn't confirm it. He just felt that all of this was God's punishment for not protecting his mother, punishing him for being too arrogant, punishing him for not following the agreement, forever Be by my mother's side.

After Mo Beicheng's story was finished, Mo Nanxuan's eyes were sore.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Mo Nanxuan asked.

Mo Beicheng calmly narrated: "My mother was hopeless at that time, so what if I told you? Would you live with me in my mother's prison? Or let you, who have nothing, come over and confront father head-on? Brother, let alone At that time... At that time, I couldn't contact you at all..."

Before that, Mo Nanxuan had a quarrel with Mo Jingzhi, and then he left for a foreign country and severed all contact with his family.

"I'm sorry...I never thought it would become like this...At that time, I was just angry and wanted to show myself to Mo Jingzhi." Mo Nanxuan hammered the coffee table, " I really didn't expect it to turn out like this! I thought..."

"Brother, you are not wrong, you don't know how things will turn out like that..." Mo Beicheng held the teacup and took a shallow sip, "I begged my grandfather and many people, but none of them were willing See me, and I don't want to help me contact you..."

Mo Nanxuan was silent.

"Actually, I didn't want to look for you anymore, I was afraid...you would think my mother was a monster..." Mo Beicheng held his head, "She is not a monster, she is really ok, just listen to her, she just wants someone to be with her...I've been to so many doctors, so many hospitals, but they all tell me there's no way...what It won't help...she's obviously normal...the time I lived with her, she's much better, if...if... If I can stay by her side...if...that man didn't mention divorce..."

He saw too many disgusting eyes towards his mother, he didn't want his mother to be disgusted by his own son, he thought he was the only one who could understand his mother.

Mo Nanxuan looked at his crying brother and reached out to stroke his head.Compared to himself in a foreign country, Mo Beicheng, who witnessed all of this, was burdened with guilt towards his mother and hatred towards his father. He carefully made what he thought was the best choice, but he did not expect it to lead to such a result.

"It's not your fault... It's our father who is at fault." Mo Nanxuan looked up at the ceiling, "It was he who abandoned his wife and son, and it was he who killed our mother..."

"Brother!" Mo Beicheng grabbed Mo Nanxuan's hand, he was afraid that his brother would do something he shouldn't do because of hatred.

"Since you have told me the truth of the matter, I know what to do." Mo Nanxuan stood up, "It's getting late, I'm going back to the hotel first, Ou Yu is still waiting for me."

Mo Beicheng wanted to see him off, but was stopped by Mo Nanxuan.

After the door of the apartment was closed, Mo Beicheng squatted on the ground weakly.Telling my brother the truth is tantamount to tearing apart the scars that have already formed.

Every day since his mother's death, he has been in pain and regret all the time.He is always assuming that if he does this, it will change the ending, and if he chooses then, it will be better.Such assumptions and guesses almost emptied his energy, leading to his long-term insomnia and depression. He resisted the piano, resisted music, and even resisted living.

"Mo Beicheng..." Wen Mingyuan opened the door cautiously, then walked to Mo Beicheng's side, he put his arms around Mo Beicheng, giving him all the warmth.

"Did you hear that?" Mo Beicheng asked.

Wen Mingyuan nodded, he heard, Mo Beicheng's past, that dark, breathless past.

"It's not your fault." Wen Mingyuan emphasized.

He knew that maybe Mo Beicheng really needed someone to tell him that he was not wrong.

Mo Beicheng didn't answer, he just looked at the ground silently, letting himself go.

Wen Mingyuan sat behind him and accompanied him.

Ou Yu rarely saw Mo Nanxuan smoking, but tonight, since Mo Nanxuan came back from Mo Beicheng's house, he had already smoked four or five cigarettes in a row.

Ou Yu guessed that maybe Mo Nanxuan already knew the truth about his family's accident, that's why he became like this.

Ou Yu noticed that the corners of Mo Nanxuan's eyes were even slightly red, which seemed to be traces of crying. Ou Yu was a little puzzled, but still chose to respect Mo Nanxuan's personal privacy. He did not express any opinion on this, but just told After leaving Mo Nanxuan, I have already arranged tomorrow's work and schedule.

"As a friend, I think I still have to sit with you for a while." Ouyu pulled up a stool and sat down, "Although as a subordinate, I wish I could go back to sleep now."

Mo Nanxuan didn't speak, but just stared at the bustling lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

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