Chapter 177
"Is he a good father? He has nothing to do with me. It's already true who I am, Mommy." Qi Mo calmly said to me. 2
I really can't do anything to this child. His train of thought was very mature and clear. Sometimes, I really couldn't understand him, just as I never understood Qi Mu. I really don't know if he should be happy or sad because he's so Qi Mu.
However, I knew that Qi Mo kind of child, I could not force him. As for Qi Mo, I already felt like I owed him a lot. I had always felt that if it weren't for the feud between Qi Mu and me, Qi Mu might not have come to England, so there was no need to rush back to China by plane to deal with anything.
So, in a sense, the guilt deep in my heart came from my guilt. Qi Mu death had something to do with me.
"Alright, since you already have your own thoughts, then Mommy won't help you make your decision. "I know that my Xiao Mo has always had their own views, right?" I said helplessly.
Only then did Qi Mo reveal a trace of a smile, but in an instant, a trace of sadness slowly flowed through my heart. Over the years, I really rarely saw his smile. He was originally an overly intelligent child. Now that he Qi Mu left, it was as if he had taken away and wiped away his last trace of innocence.
After that, Lechuang had done almost everything. I agreed with An Qingze on the date of returning home. Little Yue Ya'er did n' t have any objections to our return home. However, I felt that this silly child probably didn't know what to mean by returning home or not staying in England.
It was funny to say that the crescent moon and Qi Mo really had two personalities. Qi Mo was really mature, and Qin Yue was really naive. Thinking like this, it was only right that the two of them could not get together.
When I was on the bed with An Qingze at night, I heard An Qingze breathing, and a very peaceful feeling slowly flowed through my heart. If it was said that in the first three years in England, I was still trying my best to find a balance, then when Qi Mu really left, I felt that I had found that balance in the last four years.
Although it might be inappropriate to say that, the Qi Mu's departure, apart from the initial sadness and emptiness, gave me a chance to calm down.
Because there was no reason for me to wish for more, I gave up. Sometimes, giving up was a difficult task. It was because humans were always like this, relying on instinct and instinct to move in the direction of any possible hope.
Soon, it was time to book a flight back home. Little Yue Ya'er was already very excited about taking a plane. However, she was Qi Mo. She had been quietly looking out the window when she was in the car. I took care of the crescent moon and looked at Qi Mo from time to time when I heard her chattering.
I didn't know what Qi Mo was thinking. He looked silent but not silent. I suddenly realized that for the past four years, I might not know what he was thinking.
After getting off, An Qingze went to the reception desk to check in. I pulled the crescent moon and Qi Mo to sit down in the waiting room.
I looked at Qi Mo silent expression and pulled his little hand. Only then did I realize that his hand was cold.
"Xiao Mo, do you feel uncomfortable? If you don't feel comfortable, hurry up and say it. We can change the date." I said worriedly.
Qi Mo looked up at me without any expression and said," It's fine. It's just not good weather."
I pursed my lips but didn't say anything.
Seeing An Qingze waving at us from afar, I hurriedly pulled Little Crescent and Qi Mo over. The moment he stood up, a figure walked past us. I stopped there immediately. What kind of feeling was that?
I've thought about it many times. The last time I thought about it was about two or three years ago. I had thought that perhaps we would meet again. But then, I spent another two or three years persuading myself. I told myself many times and many times that Qi Mu was dead. He was just a man who would never appear again.
But just then, in that instant, I felt the cells all over my body freeze. My reason and all my consciousness seemed to be talking. They were saying that this wasn't true. All of this was fake. I was wrong.
However, my eyes were still looking around uncontrollably. Where was it? What I saw just now was there. What I saw just now was clearly what it looked like.
His slender back, his lips pursed tightly on his side, and his fair skin carried a youthful arc between his neck. He was wearing sunglasses, but it must be him. He only needed one glance at him.
I subconsciously pushed the Qi Mo's hand beside me in a daze. However, I realized that his hand was similarly cold and frightening. It was even more exaggerated than before.
"You saw it, didn't you?" I didn't look at him. I just asked numbly, as if this sentence was something that naturally seeped out from the depths of my soul. My body was paralyzed in the air. My entire body disappeared into all possible worlds, but I could still hear me talking to Qi Mo.
Then I heard Qi Mo answer," Daddy, you're not dead, right?"
I swallowed my saliva. Just as I was about to speak, An Qingze walked over and said with a frown," Why aren't you here yet? The procedures have been completed. Why are you still stunned?"
I regained my senses and looked at him. No matter how I searched, I couldn't find Qi Mu figure. The little Qi Mo beside me stepped forward first and let go of my hand. I bit my lower lip and chose not to say anything.
Perhaps it was just an illusion that Qi Mo and I had created at the same time? Or, even if it was really Qi Mu, it would definitely not be appropriate to tell An Qingze before they were certain.
Sitting on the plane, I turned my head to look at the Qi Mo. He closed his eyes and had a serious expression, but I could still see the anticipation in the depths of my son's soul, which was surging in his heart. It was like the last flame that existed in the world, slowly and permanently burning.
"What's wrong with you? Do you feel like you' re unwilling to give up?" An Qingze grabbed my hand and asked.
I turned around and forced a smile." It's fine. I just talked to Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo' re now the first rebellious phase."
An Qingze shrugged and whispered into my ear," Is it about not letting him change his name? Actually, if I said it wouldn't be necessary, let him do it."
I sighed and nodded helplessly.
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