Cleanliness

Xiao Tong was already going to bed, the caller ID was Mo Xiyuan, she still answered the call: "Are you done?"

"En." Mo Xiyuan's voice was a little tired, "I'm exhausted."

Xiao Tong said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Mo Xiyuan asked, "What about you? Have you seen grandma?"

"I've seen it. I'm in the hotel now. I'll go back tomorrow."

"Okay, do I need to pick you up?"

"No need, you are busy."

"Well, take a good rest."

Although Mo Xiyuan answered in this way, on the day Xiao Tong returned to Jiang Yu, she went to pick him up. She drove there by herself without bringing anyone. When she saw Xiao Tong, she immediately waved to her, "Here!"

Xiao Tong didn't expect that Mo Xiyuan would come to pick him up. When he heard the voice, he turned his head subconsciously, smiled when he saw Mo Xiyuan, and walked over briskly, "Didn't you say you can't come?"

"I have nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, so I'm here." Mo Xiyuan took Xiao Tong's backpack and put it in the trunk, "I came back empty-handed? I don't know how to bring some special products for my sister."

Xiao Tong opened the co-pilot's door, "You are the head of the Mo family now, do you want anything? Do you want me to bring it for you?"

"Can what my sister give you be the same as what others give?" Mo Xiyuan talked and laughed with her as they got into the car, glanced in the rearview mirror, and said, "Yu Qinghan also went to the banyan tree with you?"

Xiao Tong put on his seat belt, "How do you know?"

"The car in the back belongs to the Yu family."

Hearing this, Xiao Tong raised his head and took a look in the rearview mirror, "Go, I ignored her."

"It's not a solution to keep doing this. It's annoying and disgusting. Do you want to live abroad for a while?" Mo Xiyuan asked worriedly, "It's just a way to relax, so I can get rid of Yu Qinghan."

"No need." Xiao Tong smiled heartlessly, "Based on the methods of the Yu family, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of her even if I reach the moon. Let her follow. The longer you follow, the easier it is to give up."

"What if she stays with her forever?"

"Then I'll be with you for the rest of my life." Xiao Tong said lightly, "The roads are public, so how can I stop them from going?"

"I'm afraid that walking and walking will go back to your heart."

Xiao Tong didn't raise his eyes, "Then she might as well try."

While waiting for the red light, Mo Xiyuan turned his head and glanced at her.

Xiao Tong's eyes were completely indifferent, with very little emotion.

Mo Xiyuan faintly felt that Yu Qinghan might really be out of luck.

There were a lot of people traveling during the Spring Festival, and the road was more congested than usual. It took Mo Xiyuan twice as long as usual to drive to the gate of Xiao Tong's community.

When Xiao Tong unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, Mo Xiyuan suddenly said: "Mom, she...may not have many days left."

Xiao Tong paused when he opened the door.

"I'm lying at home now, gradually becoming unrecognizable, and relying on my thoughts to hang on. It's probably only ten days and a half months."

Xiao Tong nodded, his tone was flat: "Got it." It was as if he was listening to a stranger.

"I'll just tell you, lest you regret it in the future, it doesn't mean anything else."

"I know, thank you, sister." Xiao Tong closed the car door, stood beside the car and smiled at Mo Xiyuan, "Be careful when you go back, and be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Mo Xiyuan didn't say anything else, and drove the car away.

Personal guilt, personal compensation, their mother abandoned Xiao Tong back then, no matter whether she had other reasons or not, no one forced her to do it, everything was decided by herself, since she made this decision at the beginning, she should Considering the current consequences, Mo Xiyuan is not qualified to put pressure on Xiao Tong to make Xiao Tong bear the fault of her mother.

Tat for tat, the law of heaven reincarnates, it is true.

Xiao Tong watched Mo Xiyuan's car drive away before turning back with his bag on his back.After returning, she locked herself in the small study room where she slept, and didn't come out for a long time.

That woman is going to die.

Xiao Tong met her only once, that day in the ward of the Second Hospital, Xiao Tong had the impression that her mother had died long ago, so when she realized who that woman was, she felt a little flustered in her heart.

That woman is completely different from the image of the mother in Xiao Tong's imagination. In Xiao Tong's imagination, the mother is a simple old woman with a quick temper, loves to take advantage of small things, and has a loud voice, but she is very protective of her calf, just like before. The little fat man next door to her grandma's mother is the same as Hu Tutu's mother in the cartoon.

But that woman appeared in front of Xiao Tong that day, her hair was slicked, she was wearing a dignified cheongsam, and she had light makeup on. The necklace and bracelet on her neck and wrist might be worth Xiao Tong's annual salary for several years. The wealthy wife in the society is not from the same world as Xiao Tong, let alone Xiao Tong's mother.

Xiao Tong would rather his mother was a little woman in the market, ordinary and real.

In half a year, that woman was going to die, Xiao Tong thought, her closest connection in this world would no longer exist, she thought she had a heart of stone, but thinking of this, her heart still ached.

Xiao Tong remembered that he had talked about his mother with Mo Xiyuan, and Mo Xiyuan said that it was true that his mother abandoned her back then, but it was also true that his mother died to give birth to her.

The grace of childbearing is greater than the sky, this is what Xiao Tong heard from her grandmother nagging since she was a child.

Go and have a look, there is a voice in Xiao Tong's heart that keeps talking to her, only to see her for the last time, let her go on the road with peace of mind, just to repay her for her kindness.

That voice kept whispering in her ear, as if it would never stop, Xiao Tong had no choice but to compromise.

Then go for it.

After a few days, Xiao Tong went to visit Mo's house with a bouquet of flowers.It happened that day that Mo's mother's condition suddenly deteriorated, and Mo Xiyuan couldn't leave. Xiao Tong sent a driver to pick him up. When Xiao Tong arrived at Mo's house, Mo Xiyuan asked his personal assistant to pick him up in person. All the greetings were omitted, and the assistant only took care of the situation. He took Xiao Tong to Mother Mo's room, and then left without a word.

Mother Mo was lying on the bed with an oxygen mask on her face. When she heard movement at the door, she turned her head stiffly, "Yes...Xiao Tong is here?" Her voice was weak and hoarse. Through the oxygen mask, Xiao Tong could almost hear unclear.

"Mom, Xiaotong is here. It's Chinese New Year. She came to see you." Mo Xiyuan seemed to have just cried, and the corners of her eyes were still moist. She wiped her eyes and waved to Xiao Tong with a smile, "Xiao Tong, come here quickly." , take a good look at mom."

The gorgeous room was filled with the smell of death, Xiao Tong was timid before the battle, hesitated with difficulty, and moved for several minutes before moving to Mo's mother's bed.

"Xiao...Xiaotong..." Mother Mo raised her bony hand and stretched it towards Xiao Tong, her face showing long-lost joy, "Come here, mom... I am... happy..."

She could no longer speak complete sentences, she jumped out a few words, soft and dumb, she was not at all the rich lady who was full of jewels that day.

Death is the fairest judge. No matter how glamorous and decent they were in life, at this moment, everyone is the same. Whether they are poor or rich, how can they look good when they are dying.

Mo Xiyuan took the flowers from Xiao Tong's hand and gave up his seat to Xiao Tong. Xiao Tong sat down, hesitated again and again, and finally passed his hand to the woman on the hospital bed.

"Mom, look, the flowers that Xiaotong brought you, are they pretty?" Mo Xiyuan bent down and brought the flowers to Mo's mother. Mo's mother tried to focus, looked at them for a while, and then nodded weakly, "It's beautiful, really Looks good, Xiaotong... has a heart..."

"You are welcome." Xiao Tong put on a smile and smiled, "Carnation, I wish you health."

"Xiao Tong... Mom never thought... Mom can still find you." Mo's mother, who didn't know where she came from, held Xiao Tong's hand tightly, making Xiao Tong's hand turn red, "Mom... I'm sorry ...Mom has only been sorry for one person in her life...that is you..."

"You are overthinking." Xiao Tong said.

Mo Xiyuan also echoed, "Yes, Mom, you are overthinking, Xiao Tong doesn't blame you, otherwise would she come to see you? You rest at ease, don't get excited, when you recover, I will let Xiao Tong often Come to see you, huh?"

"Okay...it's not going to work..." Tears welled up in Mo's mother's eyes, "Xiaotong, my daughter...my daughter...

Mom doesn't want...to die, Mom wants...to take a good look at my daughter..."

This is the last mournful cry of a dying person. No matter how strong the desire to survive is in the face of death, Mo Xiyuan couldn't help but hide from the door to cry, Xiao Tong couldn't bear to hear it, turned his face away and wiped it quietly. Wipe away tears.

Mother Mo grabbed Xiao Tong and cried for a while, before taking a few short breaths.She calmed down and asked Xiao Tong to call Mo Xiyuan in. When her two daughters arrived, Mo's mother held their hands from left to right, and did not forget to tell Mo Xiyuan: "Xiyuan... Take good care of... my sister."

Mo's mother was cowardly all her life, and her fate was all in the hands of others. The only time she resisted was at the cost of losing her little daughter. She had long since lost her attachment to the world. The only thing she was worried about was her little daughter. After so many years He failed to fulfill his duty to the younger daughter, so now he has to entrust the younger daughter wholeheartedly to the eldest daughter.Mo Xiyuan was brought up by Mo's mother, and Mo's mother knew her nature very well. Mo's mother knew that Mo Xiyuan would definitely take good care of Xiao Tong.

"Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister." Mo Xiyuan grabbed Mo's mother's hand and pressed it on his forehead, crying, "I will take good care of her and prevent her from being bullied. Mom, you just... ...You can rest assured..."

With Mo Xiyuan's consent, Mother Mo nodded, "Mom, I'm content with this life..."

With a serene smile on her face, she closed her eyes.

Only Mo Xiyuan's sobbing and Xiao Tong's silent tears were left in the room.

For a long, long time, I didn't hear the woman on the hospital bed speak again.

The regular ripples of the instrument next to it finally suddenly turned into a straight line, Mo Xiyuan burst into tears, and Xiao Tong also shed tears.

The woman is gone.

The last trace of intimate connection between Xiao Tong and the world was broken.

Since then, there has never been such a person who used her whole life to remember Xiao Tong.

"Mom..." Xiao Tong slipped from the stool, and she knelt beside the woman's bed. It was the first and last time in her life that she called a woman like this.