C11 (2/2)

How sharp were Yan Yun's eyes? Naturally, he noticed Chu Yunxi's abnormality and was slightly startled. He thought to himself, it's just a crying nose, what's so special about that! I'll lend you my shoulder if I have to.

Deep into the night, Yan Yun quietly stood in front of the window ledge. Outside the house was pitch-black darkness which tightly wrapped around him.

This was his habit. He liked to let the darkness wrap around him and empty his mind in the dead of night. It was a bit of Taoism's way of thinking.

Ah …

It was a miserable scream, not too loud, but Yan Yun's hearing was different from ordinary people's. He caught sight of it very cleanly, coming from Mo Le's room on the second floor.

Opposite of Mo Le's room, Lin Muer was lying on the bed, calmly breathing. Half of the bed was on the bed, while the other half was under the bed.

She let out a soft sigh, got up and first went to Lin Muer's room. Picking up the blanket and covering Lin Muer, she then gently opened Mo Le's room.

”Le Le, Sister Yun Xi can't sleep by herself, can I just squeeze in with you?” Chu Yunxi turned on the light in Mo Le's room and sat down on the bed, which was covered in tears.

”Sister Yun Xi, thank you. Le Le is guilty, right? Le Le shouldn't have appeared in this world. Mom and dad must have died because of me, so they definitely hate Le Le. ” Mo Le hugged Chu Yunxi's body, and buried her head into his chest and cried bitterly. Her petite body kept trembling, and she was obviously very excited.

”Silly girl, Aunt Mo's choice was right. Uncle Mo wouldn't blame you either. It was because he doted on you that Aunt Mo chose to let you go!” Good, no one will blame you, you're innocent too. ”

Chu Yunxi calmly caressed Mo Le's back as she comforted him. Unknowingly, her eyes had also become moist and her tears fell like pearls with a broken string.

As if she had thought of something, Chu Yunxi took out her phone and dialed a number. Following that, the Chu Yunxi who would never say anything else, who would never curse, appeared.

”Mo Yiwen, you bastard. Can't a man hide something in his heart? There's nothing to keep a diary about. ”

Chu Yunxi roared at her phone, then hung up with a ”pa” sound.

Even though it was already late at night, Mo Yiwen did not sleep. He knew that every year on this night, Chu Yunxi would call him and scold him without restraint.

Mo Yiwen thought of his sister, thinking, Le Le must be having a nightmare again tonight! Thinking about it, Mo Yiwen fiercely slapped himself a few times.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Mo Family to tell Mo Le that Mo Le's parents had died because of her, as that would greatly affect her. In reality, it was the same as well.

However, Mo Yiwen had a habit of writing his diary ever since he was young. Mo Le, who had been ruthless and mischievous since he was young, inadvertently flipped through that scammed diary. Only then did Mo Le realize that his parents did not die of illness as his grandfather had described, but rather died because of him.

Afterwards, when this matter was found out by the Old Master Mo, he scolded Mo Yiwen severely. From then on, Mo Yiwen never wrote his diary again, but everything was in vain. Mo Le finally found out.

After slapping his mouth, Mo Yiwen took out a few bottles of red wine from the wine shelf. He didn't even use his cup, he just raised his head and started to drink furiously.

It was a desolate night. Yan Yun was lying outside the window of Mo Le's room, of course, he had originally wanted to let Mo Le control himself, so he had coincidentally seen Chu Yunxi come over with the two women crying.

Just then, Yan Yun noticed that there was something that was trembling in his pocket. He quickly went back to his room and brought out something that looked like a key and a pendant.

It was a mini communication device, and wasn't as useful as a phone, but it was extremely secretive and could only be used to contact people of Yan Yun's group. When Yan Yun took it out and saw that it was his uncle, he was startled.