Chapter 352
Mr. Li looked at the clouds in the sky, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth in a low voice.

"She's had mental issues for as long as I can remember."

How old can you remember?At the age of four or five, or six or seven years old, his childhood, the role of mother, has always been incomplete. When other mothers took their children to participate in activities organized by the school, or to play in the amusement park, his mother, On the verge of a nervous breakdown day and night.

When she was in a good state, she held him to teach him the principles of life. She was a knowledgeable woman, and she often said things that he couldn't understand at that time. Oil painting, when she spoke, her voice was very soft, like gurgling spring water falling into a valley, ethereal and pleasant.

But there are very few times like this. Most of the time, she is crazy. At this time, she looks at him with eyes full of disgust and fear. She never scolds, but when she gets sick, what Things were thrown at him, as if what she wanted to hit was not her own child, but a scourge.

However, when she woke up and saw the scars on his body, she would cry like a child again.

The days were stumbling, until one day, a middle-aged man came to the door. At that time, he was only eight years old. He didn't know what the so-called illegitimate child meant. He only knew that there was suddenly a person in this world that he could call his father. .

Li Zhengrong treated him very well, provided him with the best school, and sent his mother to the hospital with the best medical conditions. He took care of him and her like the master of the family.

He bought a house in a mid-range community, took their mother and son there, and visited them every week. His mother's illness seemed to be under control, but she became less and less talkative. She didn't recognize Li Zheng. Rong, when he was asked about it occasionally, he always looked blank, and then Li Zhengrong would show sadness and guilt.

Four years passed by like this. When he was 12 years old, he had just entered junior high school. One day, when he came home from school, a group of people suddenly came to the house. The delirious mother was pushed to the corner, hugged her knees in fear, shook her head desperately, and muttered, "I'm not".

Those burly men kept tearing at her clothes and swearing dirty and ugly words. He rushed over with red eyes, picked up the broom in the corner, and greeted these people.

A 12-year-old boy, where is the opponent of these grown men? Soon, the boy was trampled under the feet of these people, and words like "illegitimate child" and "wild species" came into his ears. Only then did he know However, the "father" I thought of as actually already had a family.

He was hit on the head, and he passed out in a daze. When he woke up, he was already in the hospital, and Li Zhengrong was guarding his bedside at that time.

He looked at him with distressed eyes, and a little bit of complexity. After a long time, he reached out to touch his cheek.

The young man turned his head slightly to avoid his touch, his immature face was indifferent.

Later, he didn't say anything, but there were more and more skin care products in the ward. Later, he picked him up and left the hospital, and they moved.

But after going through this incident, his mother's mental state became even worse. Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he found her standing at the head of his bed, muttering and didn't know what to say, and then walked away inexplicably, or just I spend a day alone in the living room without eating or drinking.

In this way, half a year later, one night, she suddenly came to his room and woke him up, saying that the balcony window was not closed, and asked him to get up and close it.

At that time, he was tortured to the point of collapse by such a delirious mother, and he simply drove her out of the room.

Not long after she left, he heard the sound of something moving from the living room, rattling, very ear-piercing, he got up from the bed with a sullen face, and pushed the door out.

As a result, when he came to the living room, he saw her stepping on a bench, climbing up the high balcony railing, turned her head to look at him, and jumped down...

"This is the version that is rumored outside."

After talking for a long time, Mr. Li became a bit addicted to cigarettes. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the sky that had completely darkened, and whispered, "Actually, she didn't die. The apartment itself was not high at that time. We were still on the third floor. After she jumped, she was shaded by the supermarket downstairs." The shed blocked it."

That's why I didn't die.

But after she woke up, her condition became uncontrollable. Li Zhengrong sent her abroad for medical treatment, while he was brought back to Li's house.

It is strange to say that not long after he arrived at Li's house, Li Zhengrong's wife passed away, and his eldest son was inexplicably ill and hospitalized. , Said that he is the lone star of Tiansha, who can't keep the people around him.

Li Zhengrong was in business, and for such a thing, he would rather believe it or not. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to send him abroad.

The story is not long, and Mr. Li said it very simply, without love or hatred, as if talking about other people's affairs, Mo Yan did not speak for a long time after listening.

The story she had always wanted to hear, but when she actually heard it, she felt so uncomfortable. She seemed to suddenly understand Mr. Li's attitude towards Zhang Xuerong. She was afraid that he loved and hated Zhang Xuerong at the same time, and complicated emotions were intertwined. Don't want to face her.

The Zhang Xuerong in Mr. Li's mouth, when she is sober, is almost a lady who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, poetry and painting. Such a woman will be the third party in other people's marriages. Mo Yan is somewhat confused, and her relationship with Gu Zhanxuan , but these should all be decades ago, and Mr. Li probably doesn't know.

She put her hand on his heart and asked in a low voice, "After you say it, is it comfortable here?"

Mr. Li bent his lips and patted her on the back lightly. After a while, he said, "It's nothing at all. I'm afraid you'll overthink it, so I just said it."

Mo Yan's heart softened, she lay on his chest, and she didn't speak for a long time. When she thought he was ignoring her, she didn't know that he could see through her thoughts all the time.

"Do you want to take her over and take care of her?"

"Need not,"

Mr. Li said lightly, "She will go back soon, after seeing your master."

"My master?" Mo Yan was startled.

(End of this chapter)

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