C282 In the wrong places (1/2)
”Qiu Hong? The one who runs the hotel. ” Tian Youting thought that Mo Xiaoran would say Xiao Menghan, or maybe it was Han Yong, but he did not expect it to be Qiu Hong. He looked at Mo Xiaoran suspiciously and nodded when he saw Mo Xiaoran agree.
In this city, as long as you are slightly more well-informed, you will know who Qiu Hong is. When Tian Youting closed the door, he suddenly thought of a question. He pushed open the door and said to Mo Xiaoran: ”I realized that you and that Qiu Hong are a little similar.”
Mo Xiaoran was startled, and then instinctively replied: ”She's my godmother.”
Tian Youting laughed awkwardly, then closed the door and left. Mo Xiaoran however, because of Tian Youting's words, she was lost in thought for a long time, and did not wake up from her stupor, because Tian Youting was not the first person to say these words, and she knew that she would not be the last one. When she first saw Qiu Hong Qi, Mo Xiaoran's heart was filled with a strange feeling, she lowered her head and quietly looked at the ground.
That night, Mo Xiaoran expressed this doubt in Xiao Menghan's embrace. She asked Xiao Menghan: ”Are Qiu Hong and I really that similar?”
Xiao Menghan went silent for a while, and didn't give Mo Xiaoran an answer. In his heart, he knew the more accurate answer, but now was not the best time to tell Mo Xiaoran. His silence caused Mo Xiaoran's heart to sink, and her hands grabbed onto the meat on his waist.
The answer, she vaguely sensed it, and suddenly panicked in her heart. If Qiu Hong really came to see her tomorrow, how would she face that woman who looked so similar to her?
His lips curved up in a place where Mo Xiaoran couldn't see. He remembered a saying, women always liked to share secrets with their man; men always wanted to share secrets with their woman. Xiao Menghan knew that Mo Xiaoran saw him as her man before she asked him this question in her heart. Xiao Menghan also felt that these words were too truthful, as his secrets had to always be buried in his heart. He didn't want her to know too much, so she always forced herself to share it with him.
Thinking that, Xiao Menghan's heart trembled, he lowered his head, and a small kiss fell on top of Mo Xiaoran's head. Xiao Menghan was Mo Xiaoran's man, these ten words were the most beautiful and moving words Xiao Menghan knew out of all the words, he whispered something to her beside his ear, and that was the answer: ”Whether or not, the most important thing is that you, Mo Xiaoran.”
Mo Xiaoran was silent for a moment, then leisurely gave Xiao Menghan a sentence, which made him feel very depressed: ”Although it's not really the right place, I have a large number of people, so I won't hold it against you.”
That night, Mo Xiaoran dreamed of his dead father, who was wearing thin clothes as he walked in the snow. His frozen and shivering body shrunk into a ball, and only when he was close enough that Mo Xiaoran could see that his father was still hugging a baby, and that baby was himself, constantly crying. However, his one-year-old body was constantly crying as it was covered by the thin blanket, and the hunger that was plaguing Mo Xiaoran's brain made her cry, she was crying as her father bit his finger, and slowly dripped blood into her mouth.