Chapter 20 Chapter Twenty

I don't know where he went, I was the only one left in Nuo Da's house.I don't know how it happened like this, I've always wanted to please him, but it's too difficult to please him.I didn't pretend, I was really happy today, but then I shouldn't think of Xiao Shan——I shouldn't.Xiaoshan is the most extravagant thing in the world, it doesn't belong to me, I shouldn't think about it.It's just that everything that seems familiar makes me unable to bear it. If Mo Shaoqian treats me a little worse, maybe I will be more sober again.But today he happened to be very gentle, which gave me a kind of illusion and fear in a trance.

I stood alone in the dark and felt terrified.I fumbled to turn on the light, but didn't dare to go upstairs.I turned on all the lights in the living room, and then turned on the TV.I got several mosquito bites on my leg and it was so painful and itchy all the time, making me restless.What made me restless was that I made Mo Shaoqian angry again.Originally, he seemed to be in a good mood today, but I made her angry again. I don't know where Mo Shaoqian went.The sound of the waves gradually sounded, and the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger. The sound of the wind and waves was like the howling of some unknown creature. I couldn't think about anything else, because the fear of this sound occupied my heart.I put myself in the corner of the sofa, and I didn't even dare to watch the TV, as if I was afraid that a monster would appear on the screen.I was afraid, trembling with fear.I feel like the house is full of monsters, and I can't stand it anymore.

I hugged the phone and started calling Mo Shaoqian's cell phone, but the cell phone rang on the coffee table, it turned out that he didn't have a phone with him.He didn't even bring his mobile phone, where would he go? There are deserted beaches all around, there are only scattered villas, and you can't even see a single light from the neighbors.I clutched her phone tightly in my hand in fear, but accidentally touched the keypad.That is the shortcut key for the address book. I saw that in his mobile phone, there are only two contacts in the entire address book, one is "Mom", and the other is a lonely name, and that name is actually me.

Instinctively, I pressed the page to turn the page, and there was only this one item. There were three numbers under my name, one was my mobile phone number, the other was the landline number of my dormitory, and the last one was the landline number of the apartment.I know that he still has a mobile phone for business use, which is just a private number, but I didn't expect that besides his mother, his private number is only me. I know I shouldn't touch his phone, and I never touch his stuff.Now I should put my phone down too.Put it away, it doesn't matter to me what he does, it's just a deal when I come back.But I couldn't control myself, my fingers were pressed mechanically, the last 30 call records: "Tong Xue 1, Tong Xue 2, Tong Xue 3"

I kept flipping to the end, and what I saw was still my name. Maybe he has memorized his wife's phone number so well that he doesn't need to store it in his contacts.I comforted myself in a hurry, but there were two photos in the passbook on my mobile phone, the only two photos: one was me, and the other was still me. In the first one, I fell asleep with my eyes closed. The photo was taken so close that even my eyelashes seemed to be visible.In the second picture, I was smiling brightly, with both dimples exposed. I don’t remember when I smiled like this in front of him, and he couldn’t remember when he had the opportunity to take a picture with his mobile phone.This picture makes me feel in a trance, all this makes me feel in a trance, all these traces in his mobile phone are like making out of thin air, no, it's my illusion, I can't see these, and he shouldn't save them at all .

I flipped through the functions one by one. I turned to the mailbox, the inbox was empty, the outbox was empty, and there was a text message in the recycle bin. I checked it out. The date was still a few months ago, and each word was lined up on the screen: "Mo Shaoqian, you will regret it if you don't answer my call. Tong Xue is pregnant, but don't be happy. First, you know that she and her boyfriend are back together, and the child is probably not yours; second , it’s yours and you can’t see it anymore, she’s already gone to the hospital to take it away.” There is no signature, and the number of the sender is very strange, and I have never seen it.

Who is this person, I have no energy to think about.I threw the phone away like a hot potato.Mo Shaoqian has never been nice to me, I am his daughter who killed his father and enemy, he hates me, hates me to the core, so he will easily lose my life.Mu Yongfei said that because he loves her, he has done a lot of things, but I am just like Su Shanshan, a pawn he picked up at his fingertips. He has always hated me and I have always hated him. I never figured out how he found the hotel all of a sudden, and now I know someone told him.But who this person is, I don't even have the strength to think about it.I just want to get out of here, go far away.Everything here terrifies me, and maybe he did it on purpose—to let me see the phone on purpose.He didn't lie to me enough, he didn't torture me enough.It wasn't enough that he ruined my life, he greedily wanted more.I know how much he hates me, I always have.

I finally ran out of the house in such a panic as if I were fleeing.I kept running along the road, and didn't stop to catch my breath until I couldn't run anymore.There was only one street light far away, and a thin mist was drifting from the sea. Everything in the distance was pitch black, except for the sound of the waves eating the beach.I feel more scared.It's too secluded here, and you can only see a villa after walking a long way. Most of the houses are unoccupied, there are no lights, and there is not even a car or a person on the road. I'm even afraid of the sound of my own footsteps. I miss my mother, I miss Yue Ying, and I think someone will come.But no one will come, I stumble forward, like walking in a nightmare, it's all like a nightmare, I don't know how to get out.Mo Shaoqian left me here alone, and I don't know where he went.It might be better if he was here, although he is scary, but there is nothing scarier than me being here alone.

There are fine stones and sand on the road, and my feet are very painful.I'm just eager to find someone, but I'm even more afraid that a monster will appear in the mist, and the sound of the waves makes me shudder.My vest was cold and I was sweating profusely. I dared not even walk loudly, thinking that ghosts would jump out of every dark place. Mom won't come to save me, Yueying won't be here, I think I'm going to cry, only Mo Shaoqian.But he didn't know where he went. I walked for a long time and still didn't see another light.I was terrified. Is the street light broken?Am I going the wrong way, or are there no streetlights around here?

I was afraid to send it, but I felt even more afraid when I heard my footsteps.Suddenly, I saw a dark shadow emerging from the fog in front of me.His limbs and hooves clattered on the stones, and his eyes were glowing red.I yelled in fright, turned around and ran away.I heard hurried footsteps behind me, and the monster was chasing me.I felt more and more afraid, and all bad thoughts came out. I ran faster and faster, and finally ran under the streetlight. The monster howled, and I realized it was a dog. It turned out to be a big dog.I turned back as I was running, and he came straight at me.His sharp teeth and mottled fur can be seen under the street lamp. This is a wild dog, no, this is a mad dog.

I was so scared that I was about to cry, I screamed loudly, but no one paid attention to me.I ran forward desperately, and the mad dog kept chasing after me. I panicked and didn't know how far I ran.The soft sand was all under my feet, and I fled to the beach, and there was no one on the beach.There are jagged rocks everywhere, surrounded by all kinds of strange things in the dormitory of waves.I kept crying and running away, there seemed to be someone under the reef in the distance, there was no moon, and the sea surface reflected fine stars, I couldn't tell if it was a person or a stone, I ran towards that direction with my last hope.I yelled something indiscriminately, maybe I was calling for help, maybe I was calling for my mother.But there were stones in the sand, and I tripped heavily and fell to the ground. The pain in my knee was so painful that I didn't have time to get up, and I didn't dare to look back at all, I could only scream.The shadow moved, and the world turned out to be really human.He was coming straight at me, he must have heard me yelling.And the mad dog finally caught up.I randomly grabbed the sand and threw it at him. He took two steps back, and then rushed over again.Someone stood in front of me, and all I saw was that he kicked the mad dog, then picked up a stone, and smashed it so that it barked. The mad dog ran away with its tail between its legs.I was still out of breath, the person reached out and grabbed my arm, her voice was familiar and anxious: "Did you bite me?" Mo Shaoqian, it was Mo Shaoqian! I've never wanted to meet him so badly, I've never been so thankful it's him.I threw myself into his arms and hid my face in his chest.His heart was beating so fast, so was mine, I couldn't breathe.But almost immediately, he picked me up and carried me to a brighter place.My knee was bleeding, and he pressed my bones: "How is it? Does this hurt?" I'm still choking: "It doesn't hurt." "The bones should be fine." He asked, "How did you get out?" "I'm scared," I choked out. "I'm alone in the room, and I'm scared." He is still carefully observing my wound: "Did it fall or was it bitten by a dog?" "It was a fall." "It didn't bite you?" "No" I sniffed.He stopped all his movements suddenly, and said coldly, "It's what you deserve!" My knees are still hurting like hell, and he has dropped me to go away.I was still grabbing his sleeve, I didn't feel that he was gloating so much, I said in a low voice, "Don't be angry." "Who said I was angry." He said lightly, pulled my hand away, and walked aside to watch the waves. I was a little embarrassed to cry, and my ankle was sprained, and I couldn't stand at all.As soon as I took a step, I heard him say: "You have to move around again, and when your feet swell, you will stay here alone." I had no choice but to squat down and sit on the beach again. He ignored me, and I could only sit there silently. Nothing can be seen on the pitch-black sea, with occasional flashes of starlight, and a lighthouse on an island in the distance, with a straight beam of light facing the distant ocean.The sea breeze blows the waves, and they pile up on the shore one after another. I feel very cold and shiver with cold. Mo Shaoqian didn't seem to be moved by it at all, he stood on the beach, countless waves broke right in front of his feet.The night wind blew his sleeves like black wings.Because of his height, I have always looked up to him, and now that he is standing and I am sitting, I look up even more. "What are you looking at?" His voice was still lukewarm, and I always suspected that he also had eyes on the back of his head, and I knew I was looking at him without turning around. I said vaguely: "I'm looking at---, what are you looking at---" He turned around and suddenly smiled at me, I'm not sure because it's dark.He pointed in the direction of the lighthouse: "It's a nice natural harbor, isn't it?" This is the difference between ordinary people and capitalists. Capitalists want to make money all the time, but people like me can only guess his mind anxiously.I don't understand ports at all, and I don't see what a good port is. "My father was interested in this place back then and hoped to be an oil tanker port. Because there are already several large deep-water ports in nearby coastal provinces and cities, all international oil tankers coming from the Indian Ocean will save more routes than Ningbo. " I couldn't understand, but there was sarcasm in his voice: "400,000—it's just a mere 400,000. My father trusted your father so much, but your father betrayed him for 400,000!" I was dumbfounded, I never knew that it was this sea, it was here that our previous generation began to entangle with grievances and grievances. "The preliminary construction has already started, and they incited the villagers to riot, protesting the pollution of the oil tanker terminal, and then persuaded the government to change the plan and re-select the site to build the terminal. One ring after another, the plan is really strict, right? My father braved the scorching heat to fly Flying around, trying to stop or change the process, he ended up in the airport -- without opening his eyes." "In the end, a new oil tanker terminal was built 200 kilometers away from here. The bidding was monopolized, and the entire island became a large oil depot. The entire investment was hundreds of millions more than my father's bid back then. In business, business, It was a beautiful battle they won. "Whenever I come here, whenever I see this sea, I feel that I can't forgive in my life, forgive those who killed my father." I know that includes me because my father, who never intends to forgive me, said these things to me.There were tears in his eyes, maybe I was wrong, because he turned his face away quickly.Facing the pitch-black sea, the sound of the waves was like a torrential rain, swishing softly. He stood there alone, high and far away, the sky and the sea were the vast background, and he was alone. I can't say anything. I never thought about it too much. I always feel that he is the one who hates me the most.But his mobile phone only has my photo, and it was taken by him when I fell asleep. I still remember him blowing my hair, the warm little wind blowing on my face, I always thought it was a dream. He suppressed it so hard that I felt hopeless, but now I finally know that it is him who is more desperate than me. I raised my eyes to look at him. And he just looked at the sea.I don't know what kind of feelings I have for this man. In the past, I hated him purely and purely. Later, we hated each other and hoped that the other party could die in front of me. Now I don't know what I am Thinking about something.I loved Xiaoshan, so deep and so hopeless, but everything turned into ashes of fate. And Mo Shaoqian and I may just be a fate destined to be entangled. We sat on the beach until the sky turned white and the sea gradually revealed its vast skyline.The difference between the sea and the sky is obvious, the sky is still dark blue and almost black, while the sky is dark blue and almost dark blue. There is a dazzling rainbow in the east. My ankle was so swollen that I didn't dare to touch the ground. The morning wind was colder than the midnight wind, and I was numb from the cold, trying to stand up by myself, several times in vain.He finally came over and knelt down in front of me.I looked at his back, feeling a little inexplicable.But you can't just sit here forever.I was carried on his back and carried back to the villa.The waves still came up one after another, leaving only his footprints on the sand behind him, which were clearly burned in the wet sand, and then gradually licked clean by the waves, and he could never be seen again.I put my arms around his neck and was shaken by him like a child, almost falling asleep on his back. I took ice cubes on my feet for most of the day, and there was no obvious improvement or deterioration.Mo Shaoqian went to buy safflower oil, and it made my eyes water with tears. Her hands are unusually heavy. But I don't know if it is the safflower oil that has the effect or his heavy hand massage. At night, my feet finally dared to touch the ground. But I caught a cold and was frozen at the seaside for most of the night, but my throat was just sore. When I woke up the next day, I felt dizzy, had a fever and coughed, and my bed was as soft as cooked noodles.Mo Shaoqian was quickly infected by me, the two of us drank some potions in large cups, and then didn't even bother to buy vegetables, we just cooked plain porridge to eat. The white porridge without any side dishes is actually sweet. I drank the white porridge for three days, and I almost passed out from drinking it. The cold finally showed a tendency to get better.After taking the cold medicine, I felt dizzy, so I put Mo Shaoqian's changed clothes into the washing machine diligently, and ended up washing his wallet too. When Mo Shaoqian woke up from his afternoon nap, I was pasting the soaked banknotes all over the floor-to-ceiling windows. I smiled at him shyly: "The bank card is probably fine..." I also developed his photo.He put a very small group photo in his wallet, young parents holding a small baby, the baby's dark eyes can vaguely see the shadow of adulthood, did not expect that Mo Shaoqian had a chubby apple face when he was a child, and his face turned out to be And flushed, looks like a girl.This is also the first time I saw Mo Shaoqian's father. The grown-up Mo Shaoqian looks very much like him when he was young. Both of them are typical northern men, with a cold temperament between their brows. I had taped that photo on a glass to dry, but halfway through it fell on the windowsill.Mo Shaoqian picked it up and looked at it, unexpectedly he didn't lose his temper with me. I looked at him with some unease, and finally mustered up the courage to say to him, "I'm sorry." This "sorry" may have been more than ten years late.Mo Shaoqian didn't look back at me, he just looked down at the photo, and after a long time, he said: "It has nothing to do with you." The time at the beach was probably the most peaceful time between me and Mo Shaoqian. Although the cold took up most of the time, it was rare that we stopped arguing.I think he probably understands what I mean. There are only twelve days between us. These twelve days are like an extra life out of thin air, so that we can get along with each other calmly.Although I feel an inexplicable sense of guilt when I see that vast sea area, if my father hadn't done such a thing, perhaps this place would have already become a large port, and everything would become unsuitable for staying up late, including me and Mo Shao humble life. I didn't mention his mobile phone in front of him, and I didn't mention Mu Yongfei in front of him, and he didn't mention it either. I think if his marriage with Mu Yongfei is really a deal, then it must be his last marriage. sad place. And I only have these twelve days with him. When the weather is fine, Mo Shaoqian will go to the beach to swim. I am tanned and thin by the sun on the beach, but I have learned to catch sand crabs and dig clams.We eat these things every day. Mo Shaoqian is a master at cooking crabs. I think he has a great future as a chef.Although I am stupid, I also learned to cook clams in the microwave, and they are very delicious with a little sauce. Mo Shaoqian should like the way I wear an apron very much, because every time I do things in the kitchen, he will always hug me from behind, that is a gentle move he has never done to me.From the floor-to-ceiling glass, I can see my own shadow, wearing an apron, or like the most ordinary housewife.And his embrace was actually very warm. We didn't continue to sleep in separate rooms, it seemed the most natural thing.I'm finally used to sharing the same bed with Mo Shaoqian, or in other words, he's finally used to having me on the bed.Sometimes I wake up by accident in the middle of the night, and he is always still awake, looking at the ceiling.My sleeping posture is always bad, most of the people are on his body, he must be pressed by me so that he can't sleep, I feel guilty, move into the bed, and ask: "Why don't you sleep?" He usually doesn't answer me, just tell me to go to bed quickly. On the last night at the beach, I woke up in the middle of the night as usual, but Mo Shaoqian was no longer in the room.Although the floor-to-ceiling curtains were drawn, the faint sound of waves could still be heard.It was so quiet in the bedroom that I could hear my own breathing and heartbeat.I thought he had gone to the bathroom, but after waiting for a while without him coming back, I finally couldn't help but reach out and turn on the desk lamp. In the warm orange halo, the curtains were slightly fluttered by the evening wind. I'm already used to the salty sea breeze. , the sound of the waves in the quiet night.I don't know where Mo Shaoqian went. I found him downstairs, sitting alone in the dark smoking a cigarette.The living room is even darker than the bedroom on the second floor. If it weren't for the red light on his cigarette butt, I could hardly see him. I was wearing slippers, and I could barely hear myself when I walked, but he just saw it: "Are you awake?" I touched the cool touch of the rattan furniture in front of the sofa. I fumbled and sat down, watched him put out the cigarette, lighted one, and asked, "Why don't you sleep?" He said, "I'll sit for a while and have a cigarette." I hesitated and walked to his side to see that he didn't mean to drive me away, so I became more courageous and pulled the cigarette from his mouth. I tried to take a sip, and it was slightly cold and choking.