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Chapter 62 Mother's Lost Bracelet

When we returned to Jiuxi, it was almost dark. An Ziqing was standing at the door, with a faint smoke in his hand, and the fire was dotted. Seeing Mo Xiaoli walking in step by step, he felt a burst of warmth in his heart, just like Many years ago, he was always waiting for her here, and she could see him as long as she raised her head, but she always just looked down at the road when she walked, so she couldn't see him every time, until she reached him. Come forward, but also to be startled by him.

In fact, this time Mo Xiaoli saw the cigarette butt burning in his hand, which flickered like a lighthouse on the sea, guiding people in the direction of going home.

She walked up to him and asked, "Why are you outside? Isn't it cold?"

An Ziqing took her hand and said, "It's not cold." Then he put her cold little hand in his palm, and bursts of warmth flowed from his fingertips continuously, soaking into his heart.

When the two entered the door together, An Ziqing said, "We should go back."

"Where are you going?" Mo Xiaoli raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as black as a whirlpool trying to suck her in, and she quickly avoided his gaze.

"Liantang." An Ziqing replied very sparingly. He has always been like this. He can say one word but never two, and he can say two words but never three.

"Okay, then I'll go and talk to my mother." Mo Xiaoli obediently pulled his hand away from his warm palm, and walked towards Mrs. An's room.

His hand was suddenly empty, An Ziqing subconsciously shook hands to grab it, but only held a piece of cold nothingness, he shook his head and smiled.

Mo Xiaoli went to Mrs. An's door, and saw that her door was not closed, but only half-hidden, with a narrow gap left. Through the crack, Mo Xiaoli saw that Mrs. An was holding a piece of Red cloth, and on the red cloth is a jadeite bracelet, the color is white and white, crystal clear, but there is a hint of red in the middle.

Mo Xiaoli was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but her forehead jumped up and down very fast. Didn't the mother say that she lost this bracelet?Why is it in the hands of mother an.

"Why don't you go in?" An Ziqing asked when he saw Mo Xiaoli standing in a daze at Mrs. An's door when he came down from the upstairs to pack his things.

Inside, Mrs. An heard the noise and hurriedly put away the bracelet, and a voice came from inside, "Is it Xiaoli? Come in quickly."

An Ziqing sat on the sofa in the living room, sunken his body deeply, and said, "I'll wait for you here."

Mo Xiaoli glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and opened the door to enter.

The box containing the bracelets was placed on Mrs. An's bedside. When Mo Xiaoli entered, he looked at the box with burning eyes. Mrs. An asked, "Xiao Li, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiaoli lowered his head, bit his lips and thought for a moment before raising his head and saying, "Mom, can I have a look at your bracelet?"

Mrs. An was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, handed the box to Mo Xiaoli, and asked casually, "Xiaoli likes this?"

Mo Xiaoli didn't answer, opened the box and ran his fingertips across the bracelet, it was that kind of warmth that made people feel comfortable.

"Mother An, why is this bracelet here with you?" Mo Xiaoli raised her head with a questioning tone. This time, she even refused to call her mother, and changed her name to Mother An. She didn't believe that Mother An stole the bracelet. Yes, but it was not from the mother, it could only be from the father.

The more Mo Xiaoli thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt like he was drowning, and it was difficult to breathe.

(End of this chapter)