eurekapd Chapter 1160 Star Wish: What happened that day
Chapter 1160 Star Wish: What happened that day
Chapter 1160 Star Wish: What happened that day
He couldn't believe that Han Zhiyuan had contracted these difficult diseases one after another in such a short period of time.
After sending the doctor away, Xiao Mo returned to the room with a heavy heart, only to see Han Zhiyuan holding a paper and a pen, with her head down, concentrating on writing something on the paper.
I thought Han Zhiyuan took the pen and paper because she had recovered and wanted to communicate with me, but when I looked closely, I saw that her brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of anger and confusion in her eyes.
As expected, as soon as she finished writing, she held up the note in her hand with a questioning look on her face and walked quickly to Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo looked down and saw the note clearly saying: "You lied to me! Why?"
Seeing the woman write like this, Xiao Mo was obviously confused. His brows frowned even tighter, and his eyes were full of confusion.
He shook his head slightly and asked her, "What did I lie to you about?" Han Zhiyuan did not answer, but turned the paper over, pinched the edge of the paper with one hand, and scribbled on it vigorously with the other hand.
Xiao Mo didn't need to turn the paper over. From the deep marks on the back of the paper, he could tell that Han Zhiyuan put a lot of effort into writing this passage.
When the paper was turned over again, the originally flat paper was covered with creases.
On the bottom line, Han Zhiyuan wrote: "My parents were not in a car accident. They were still in the private room when I left!"
Suddenly, Xiao Mo's face froze, and a trace of panic and guilt flashed in his eyes. He trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
And when he showed this look, what was there that Han Zhiyuan didn't understand?
She immediately stepped forward, used both hands to straighten Xiao Mo's body, held up the paper with one hand, pointed at the first line with the other, and silently asked: "Why did you lie to me?"
Because her movements were too large, the paper made a rustling sound in the air, as if it was venting her inner anger and unwillingness.
Xiao Mo closed his eyes tightly, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyelids, as if this could hide the panic and entanglement in his heart.
His lips were tightly pursed, the veins on his forehead were slightly bulging, the muscles on his face were tense, and he was struggling fiercely inside.
Han Zhiyuan stood in front of him, her eyes firm and resolute. Her gaze was like two sharp daggers, stabbing straight at him. It was obvious that she was determined to know all the secrets of that day.
After a long time, Xiao Mo seemed to finally compromise. After a long sigh, he slowly spoke. His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word carried a heavy burden.
He began to recount what happened that day, and as he spoke, pictures gradually emerged in Han Zhiyuan's mind: Xiao Mo used the excuse of going to the bathroom to walk out of the private room and pass to the end of the dim corridor. He lit a cigarette, the orange-red flame flickered in the darkness, and the smell of nicotine filled the air.
When he finished smoking and extinguished his cigarette, and returned to the private room, the scene inside made his eyes widen instantly - Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, and Han Zhiyuan were all lying lifelessly on the table.
Xiao Mo paused, as if being pulled by memories. He moved his gaze away from Han Zhiyuan with difficulty, looked out the window, and fell into his own thoughts.
Outside the window, the sky was gloomy, and the dark clouds were like a huge piece of lead, pressing down heavily, as if reflecting his heavy mood at the moment.
He went on to say that he took Han Zhiyuan away at that time, and also quickly ordered his men to send Mr. Han and Mrs. Han back. He thought everything would be safe, but he never expected that the accident would still happen.
"As for why I sent you to that place..."
Xiao Mo's voice trembled slightly. He turned his gaze back and met Han Zhiyuan's. His eyes were full of helplessness and guilt.
"I received the news at that time and had too many urgent matters to deal with. I was too busy to take care of you. Moreover, I was afraid that you would not be able to bear the blow of knowing that your parents had left nothing behind..."
Han Zhiyuan listened to Xiao Mo's explanation, and her eyes gradually became empty from the initial persistence, as if her soul was pulled out. Then, endless sadness surged in like a tide, filling her eyes.
Those emotions could no longer be suppressed and turned into hot tears that burst out of the eyes and rolled down the cheeks.
In the huge house, for a moment, the only sound was her sad sobbing, echoing in the empty room, like a sharp blade, cutting the air and piercing Xiao Mo's heart.
Xiao Mo's eyes were red with heartache. He slowly squatted down and gently held Han Zhiyuan in his arms, letting her hold his clothes tightly with both hands. Her tears soaked his clothes, and the large patches of hot tears stuck to his skin, making his heart burn.
At this moment, the darkness in Xiao Mo's eyes became darker and darker, as if it was dyed by the deep night, hiding heartache, self-blame and powerlessness.
Han Zhiyuan cried bitterly, and Xiao Mo just held her quietly, constantly comforting her in soft voices, like coaxing a wounded child.
It took a long time for her emotions to gradually calm down.
In the days that followed, Xiao Mo always stayed by her side, accompanied her to the hospital for treatment, and stayed with her through every difficult morning and evening.
Perhaps it was the power of time to heal everything, or perhaps it was Xiao Mo's meticulous companionship that worked, the resentment and pain in Han Zhiyuan's heart seemed to have been alleviated by half.
As the days passed, Han Zhiyuan's condition gradually improved.
When Xiao Mo ordered a glass of fresh juice for her, she would look up and respond to him with a faint smile. Although that smile was still a little haggard, it was like the warm sun in spring, warming Xiao Mo's heart.
Although so much time had passed and she still couldn't speak, her typing speed was more than twice as fast as before.
She would take the initiative to pick up her phone, type lines of text on the screen, share her feelings with Xiao Mo, and occasionally type a few sweet words of love.
When Xiao Mo saw this, he would always touch the top of her head lovingly and then leave a light kiss on her forehead.
However, the calmness of the lake will eventually be broken.
Han Zhiyuan personally broke this warm situation. She solemnly typed a line of words on her mobile phone and handed it to Xiao Mo. It clearly read: I want to apply for an investigation into my parents' case...
Xiao Mo's body suddenly stiffened and a trace of astonishment flashed across his face. It was obvious that Han Zhiyuan's request was far beyond his expectations.
His eyes were fixed on Han Zhiyuan, without blinking, and he stared at her face for a long time.
There was no trace of temptation in those eyes, only an earnest desire to confirm her determination.
After a while, Xiao Mo seemed to finally understand the determination in her eyes. He sighed softly, stretched out his long arms, and embraced Han Zhiyuan in his arms with infinite tenderness.
Han Zhiyuan's cheek was pressed against his chest, and she could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, again and again, as if telling of the waves in his heart.
Her hands rested on his chest, and she felt Xiao Mo holding her tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.
Then, Xiao Mo's voice rang out above her head, with a strong sense of brokenness, as if every word was filled with self-blame: "Are you still blaming me? Blame me for not handling this matter well..."
Changing the subject, he regained some of his usual composure and said, "I have an appointment with the doctor. The most urgent thing is to cure your aphasia first. We can talk about other things later, okay?"