Xiao Sha Desolate

Chapter 15

It was daylight.Qian Mo folded the quilt and sat by the bed for a while, trying to wake up from the chaos.Pain all over his body, and his forehead was slightly hot, which seemed to indicate the hardship of today.

Without thinking about it, Qian Mo went to the bathroom to take a shower, the hot water and steam could make her look better.Dressed up and went downstairs, the master was already waiting in the living room.It's less than seven o'clock, and the master usually doesn't get up so early.The four eyes met, and there was only a moment of surprise, Qian Mo quickly lowered her head, walked up to the master, knelt down, and kissed the upper of the master's shoe gracefully. "Good morning, Master." Perfect, impeccable, slave etiquette.If love is too extravagant for yourself, then whether you can be allowed to stay by your side if you can be a slave with peace of mind.

I couldn't bear to miss it, but the slave's posture was light and silent, but he looked like a noble gentleman.Zhao Cheng gently lifted Qian Mo, and pressed a kiss on his forehead. "Good morning." "Go and change your clothes. Don't wear this one. We bought it yesterday, and I will change it too. I'll wait for you to go downstairs for breakfast."

Qian Mo changed into clothes, which were bought together yesterday, and she and her master each had a set.The same style, the same color, does it look like a couple when worn together?However, it doesn't matter whether the master loves him or not, these years are enough for him to understand that he shouldn't ask for things that don't belong to him.It's just his wishful thinking, wanting to stay by the master's side forever.

Going downstairs, Qian Mo leaned against the railing at the stairway and panted slightly, her hair was soaked in cold sweat.I was tossing all day yesterday, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

What he didn't know was how beautiful he was in a well-tailored beige suit at this moment.

The huge translucent glass window behind the stairs allows the morning sun to pour in slowly, with a light golden color, gentle and illusory.Behind Qian Mo, the beige revolving steps seem to lead to heaven.He just leaned against the stairs quietly like that, with a little tiredness.His skin is fair, and he is wearing beige clothes. His whole body seems to be melted in the sun.Like a god, it cannot be profaned.

Zhaocheng was completely fascinated by the person in front of him, and didn't know where he was for a moment.He raised his head and looked up at him, such a beautiful person can only look up.The steps behind Qian Mo, one step at a time, exude golden light. Does that lead to heaven?Qianmo, is he a god?How can people be so beautiful.Zhaocheng wanted to touch his flawless face and tell him his love and reluctance for him, but also wanted to slap him and tear his face apart.Shouldn't exist at all.

However, he just walked up to Qian Mo, and stretched out his hand to him as if possessed, the upward arc of the corner of his mouth seemed to promise a lifetime.He knew that in front of him was his entire world.Qian Mo looked at his master in front of him, stretched out his hand involuntarily, and held the master's hand.He forgot, forgot everything.The master didn't come directly to pull him away, but stretched out his hand and waited for him to hold it.He didn't know what the consequences would be, he just shook it, and the sincerity of the master made him feel that it was some kind of promise, reassuring and appropriate.

Holding hands, they walked towards their future step by step, with their backs facing the sun, firm and careful.Step by step, how they came to the cruel and irreversible foregone conclusion.

Remember, forget.

What bloomed, withered.

Zhao Cheng pulled out the chair for Qian Mo, helped him to sit down, and then sat beside Qian Mo himself.Neither of them let go, and the warmth from each other's palms made them feel that they had settled down for the rest of their lives and were no longer dependent on anything.

After breakfast, Zhaocheng and Qianmo sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.Even when watching TV, both of them were sitting upright.The TV was noisy, there were no jokes and discussions of ordinary people watching TV, and no one focused on changing the color blocks on the screen, and the sound of the second hand of the clock was abnormally amplified.Don't dare to say a word, ask a word, I am afraid that the other party will easily give a definition.

The liveliness on the screen will never penetrate the solemnity of this deep house.

After a long time, Qian Mo quietly leaned her body into the arms of her master, in an extremely cautious posture, ready to be pushed away at any time.He didn't dare to say that he wanted to be with the master all the time, dared not say a single word.I was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the master suddenly changed his mind and insisted on sending him away.

Qianmo is yours and will always be yours.

Qianmo doesn't ask for your love, only you allow me to follow.

Sensing Qian Mo's movement, Zhao Cheng hugged Qian Mo casually.The tense and stiff body in his arms did not relax for a moment.And he himself was not as relaxed and casual as he appeared on the surface.He didn't dare to ask a word, not sure whether he said to stay or go.If asked, Qian Mo changed his mind and wanted to leave with his parents, what would he do.

I respect your wishes and listen to your considerations.

But I really don't want you to leave me.

eight o'clock.

"Qian Mo, if I..." Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was suddenly blocked by a kiss.Qian Mo leaned over to kiss him suddenly, opened her teeth, and kissed to the depth of her mouth, her heart was suffocated.Qian Mo's first initiative, unprecedented affection.He then understood that Qian Mo didn't want to listen to him anymore.

Qianmo, if I really hate you and really want to lose you, I won't let you have the chance to meet your parents.

Eight fifty-five.

"Master, please master, can they come and listen to Qian Mo later?" Master, Qian Mo still dare not speak, so let's leave it until the last moment.The master has always hated physical contact with people, but he didn't push away and still hugged Qian Mo. Is there such a glimmer of hope?

"I promise you." The child he taught himself, he knows that Qian Mo's intelligence is good enough to handle various situations.What he doesn't know is his answer.But he is willing to obey Qian Mo's wish, just as a little compensation for these years, and never asks again.

Nine o'clock sharp.

The monotonous doorbell rang, and Qian Mo pulled the master to stand up abruptly, holding the master's hand tighter and tighter, Zhao Cheng felt that it was painful to be held by him. "Wang Ma, please open the door, and then you can go." Qian Mo ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Wang Ma goes to the main house twice a day to clean and take away the laundry.She has been serving the Xu family for 16 years since she was 30 years old.From a young girl to an old lady, and later married a bodyguard of the Xu family, her best days are buried here.She opened the door, bowed after waiting for the guests to enter, closed the door without a sound, and retreated.

Xu Zhaocheng and Xu Qianmo went to the door to greet An Ming and Ruan Lan in person.They were wearing the same beige suit and black tie.They stood together with their backs to the sun, just like a real couple.

"Please sit down, both of you." Qian Mo made a gesture of invitation, respectful and indifferent.They were not invited to sit on the sofa in the living room, but to a small conference room on the first floor, with a businesslike look, without any kindness.

After finishing talking, Zhaocheng took the seat first, and made four cups of hot tea silently.

The son is a good-looking talent and looks good.Looking at his relationship with Zhaocheng... Could it be that my investigation was wrong?Or was that bastard's performance specially made?As soon as An Ming entered the door, he carefully looked at every subtle expression and movement of the two of them.

Since he dared to come, he must have discovered some secrets that others did not know.

Ruan Lan stared at her son whom she hadn't seen for ten years, not wanting to miss a single glance, worried.They are sorry for him.Back then the company went bankrupt and was heavily in debt, so Jin Yang had to be entrusted to a relative. After a few years, he gained a foothold, but unexpectedly, the relative left in the third year, and his son's whereabouts are unknown.After ten years of searching and finding nothing, now that he has been found, it is found that he has been abused.

What can be done?He is the godfather of the underworld who is so loud in Southeast Asia, so he can only find a way to get his son back first.

"Mr. Xu, when do you think it is appropriate for Jin Yang to go back with us?" An Ming said, "Don't worry, we will never forget your kindness in raising Qianmo." The word "Ende" emphasized the tone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. An. I'm Xu Qianmo, not An Jinyang." With a slightly regretful tone, just this sentence drew a clear line.

"Mr. An, look, Qianmo doesn't seem to want to go back with you." With the same slightly regretful tone, Zhaocheng smiled slightly.His shallow silence wants to be with him for a long time.

"This, Mr. Xu, we have agreed..." Ruan Lan was a little anxious.How much did her child suffer and was forced not to leave?

"I'm sorry, I respect Qian Mo's wishes." Zhao Cheng stood up and bowed slightly. "Please rest assured, I will take good care of Qianmo." No matter what happens in the future, when Xu Zhaocheng said this, he was serious and serious.He made a solemn promise to Qian Mo's parents, just like he promised his father-in-law and mother-in-law that he would take good care of his wife.

"It's getting late." Qian Mo also stood up, casually raised her hand and glanced at her watch, revealing a white and slender wrist, which was then hidden under her sleeve again.

The meaning of seeing off guests is obvious.

No matter how indifferent he behaved, his heart still hurts.Under the heavy hatred, is there a trace of yearning for the love of parents after all?

Anming Ruan Lan naturally refused to leave, but Zhaocheng Qianmo refused to let go, and then negotiated for a long time without any result, and it was twelve o'clock. "Then you see, we haven't seen Qian Mo for so many years, can we treat him to a meal alone? We will definitely send him back this afternoon." In the end, Ruan Lan could only say this.I only blame them for not being strong enough to take Jin Yang away by force.

Qianmo looked at the master, Zhaocheng saw the request in his eyes.He gritted his teeth in hatred, seeing his parents whom he hadn't seen in ten years, who wouldn't feel a little bit attached to them? "Go, come back early." He lightly patted Qian Mo on the shoulder.What he didn't say was "I'll wait for you to come back." He knew Qianmo understood.

Now he doesn't want to let go of Qian Mo at all, no matter the cost.