C62 The Sound of Rain
C62 The Sound of Rain
Mo Yawen sat in front of the window, seemingly focusing on the outside but also seemed to be in a trance. These few days, she had been sitting there like a fool, sitting there blankly.
After Hsu Qianqian was done with all her work, she did not even return home before rushing over to accompany Mo Yawen.
The sound of the door being knocked rang out. "Yawen, I'm here. " Hsu Qianqian's voice could be heard and then the door that was closed was gently pushed open and closed.
Mo Yawen did not turn her head as if she did not hear and her eyes were fixed on her family's flowerbed. The newly planted rose was still a little thin but it was still trying its best to wrap around the flower rack and the first few blooming flowers were blooming beautifully.
"Hey, what are you doing, lost in thought. " Hearing that Yawen's mood had improved a lot recently, she specially came over to take a look.
The breeze blew on Mo Yawen's slightly messy hair and Mo Yawen turned around to look at Hsu Qianqian. She really did not want to speak and was not in the mood to speak. Because other than the matter of the child, she did not want to care too much about other things.
"How was it today? Was it better?" Hsu Qianqian stood beside Mo Yawen and looked at her. She bent down and asked softly but there was still no response.
Hsu Qianqian could be considered a qualified good sister. When she heard that Mo Yawen's child had disappeared and Mo Yawen was on the verge of collapsing, she threw away everything in her hands and rushed to see Mo Yawen. At that time, she was too anxious when she went to the hospital. If she was just a little bit away from being hit by a car, she might not care. Now that he knew that she was in a much better mood, he felt relieved.
Since then, she had been thinking about it from time to time. Once she had free time, she would come and visit Mo Yawen. And to be honest, Mo Yawen's condition was not good. In a few days, she looked a lot more haggard and seemed to have aged a few years.
Comparatively, Mo Yawen looked more haggard than before. These few days were much better than before. But to Hsu Qianqian, the person who did not have the time to visit Mo Yawen a few days ago, she felt that Mo Yawen at this time was the most haggard person.
Not to mention the haggard body, even Mo Yawen's favorite food was now the best. In front of her, he was also indifferent. Even if he moved his chopsticks, he would only eat a mouthful. It was already impossible to ask her to eat more.
"The weather has been good recently, but it's a little cold today. Do you want more clothes? Or should I put on a blanket?" Mo Yawen only wore a thin piece of clothing and Hsu Qianqian was somewhat worried that she would catch a cold if she sat by the bed for a long time. She looked around and took a blanket by the bed and draped it over Mo Yawen.
She helped Mo Yawen with her black and beautiful long hair. Perhaps her long hair also felt that her master's heart was in an unhappy state and actually became dull.
Hsu Qianqian paused for a moment and realized that Mo Yawen had never paid attention to her from the beginning. For a moment, she felt very bored and was especially worried about Mo Yawen's situation.
So she decided to accompany Mo Yawen for a while longer, "Yawen, I have nothing to do today. Don't chase me away anymore. Let me accompany you for a while longer. Can I talk to you more?"
Mo Yawen still ignored him.
Yesterday when she came, she only stayed for about one hour before kicking Mo Yawen out of the room. She also did not know what was going on. That was why she brought this up now.
After that, Hsu Qianqian sat down opposite Mo Yawen and looked at Mo Yawen's pale and haggard face. Her slightly dry lips and eyes were filled with red blood. She had probably not slept for a few days and was not in the mood to dress up.
"Don't worry first. Everyone is helping you find the child. You will definitely be able to find it back. " Although Hsu Qianqian could not make such a guarantee, the person in front of her needed a pillar to support her to persevere.
Hsu Qianqian also did not know that the most taboo thing in Mo family right now was to mention the word 'child' in front of Mo Yawen. Although Mo Yawen's condition these few days was much better, she still did not want to mention this matter in front of her. She had not walked out of this shadow yet. Hence, bringing up this matter would only be very unfavorable to Mo Yawen's mood.
When Hsu Qianqian just arrived, Mo's mother had already reminded Hsu Qianqian. But at that time, Hsu Qianqian was talking to someone else and naturally did not hear what Mo's mother told her.
Fortunately, this time, even when mentioning the child, Mo Yawen was indifferent and did not move. She did not cry and make a scene like before to see the child. Otherwise, Hsu Qianqian really did not know what to do.
"You should take care of your own body first. If the child is found and you collapse, wouldn't that be bad?" Hsu Qianqian continued to try to persuade Mo Yawen, hoping that it would make Mo Yawen raise her spirits.
But this matter would probably be her wound forever.
Mo Yawen still maintained that position and looked out the window without moving, as if she had already lost her soul. After hearing these words, it was a long time before she softly replied, "En. "
Luckily Mo Yawen's complexion was much better compared to a few days ago and only then did Hsu Qianqian let out a slight sigh of relief. Although Mo Yawen was much calmer now, she had lost the vitality of the past. If one had to use a word to describe it, there was probably nothing more appropriate than a dead heart.
After telling Mo Yawen about the recent major events, Hsu Qianqian also gave up on getting more responses from Mo Yawen. After lightly sighing, she also looked out the window. When will the previous Mo Yawen be able to come back? Or would she never be able to come back? Was she lost with the child?
She did not want Mo Yawen to become a person who did not want to respond to anything, like a puppet. She hoped that the previous Mo Yawen could return and continue to help her bully those who wanted to bully her. Although she did not need Mo Yawen to protect her now, she could also protect herself very well. But she still hoped that was the case.
If she could bring that confident Mo Yawen back then, even if it was Hsu Qianqian who was timid back then, she would not hesitate to do so. As long as it was possible, she was willing to give it a try.
"Thank you. " A hoarse voice came from beside her. The voice was extremely low, and even Hsu Qianqian, who was standing beside her, almost ignored it.
For the first time in a few days, Mo Yawen took the initiative to speak but Hsu Qianqian did not feel any joy at this moment. Previously she hoped that she would calm down a little but now she hoped that her emotional fluctuation would be slightly greater or it would be good to cry out instead of being so lifeless and making people worry.
The parterre had people taking care of it all year round, and from time to time, new breeds would be brought in to plant it. At this moment, it was a flourishing scene. Hsu Qianqian saw it and thought to herself, If only the people around her could also be as lively as this flower.
In just a few days, the once strong Mo Yawen seemed to have disappeared and was replaced by a shell that had lost its soul. When Hsu Qianqian thought of this, her heart ached.
She remembered that when she was in school, Mo Yawen was always the one who would stand up for her when she was bullied. Every time she felt wronged and hid to cry, she would always find her. Comfort, or take me to a place far away from everyone to vent. She was always full of confidence, and all the problems would be solved in her hands. Like the sun, she lit up the haze surrounding her.
The happiest thing at that time was to sneak out of the school during lunch break and walk very far to a nearby park. There was a secret base that only Mo Yawen and I knew of there.
The lunch break was very long, enough for one to walk back and play in the park for a while. For them at that time, that was a rare period of time that no one would interfere.
There was no need to consider what other people said. They could enjoy a small period of time that only belonged to themselves.
On the way to the park, there was a wall of roses. The fence of a barbed wire was tightly wrapped with rose vines, and even the fence was covered by green leaves. It was difficult to find even a few under the leaves.
Those rose flowers seemed to have been planted for a long time, and the vines were spreading and expanding without restraint. Looking from afar, his eyes were full of green, deep, and shallow.
When the flowers bloomed, the bottom of the green was decorated with a little bit of pink, and occasionally a little bit of white. After walking that part of the road, he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the rose flowers left on his body.
As for the Rose Flower Road in his memory, he seemed to never reach the end.
Perhaps after so many years, the most beautiful time would always be the time when he was with Mo Yawen when he was in school. At that time, she. . . She had not finished all the scheming outside of the family. Every day, she only saw her classmates and parents by her side. The biggest harm they could see was probably because of the fall in the family's shares. Her parents were not paying much attention to her.
At that time, she was still a naive and naive child, but now that she was a mother, she had long since disappeared.
Looking at Mo Yawen now, she was like a fragile porcelain doll. It was as if as long as there was another piece of bad news, she would collapse forever. Hsu Qianqian really hoped that she could stay in that period of time and never get hurt like this.
With a thought, Hsu Qianqian's thoughts drifted to the distant past. Some of the sealed memories that she thought she would never remember would forever be used to reminisce but she would never be able to obtain another period of time.
Unknowingly, the fine drizzle drifted in and Hsu Qianqian hurriedly covered the window.
The raindrops hit the window and very quickly blurred her vision. The rose flowers outside the window were only left with a patch of green and a few dots of red. Mo Yawen was still staring out the window as if she would not be affected by anything.
Hsu Qianqian looked at Mo Yawen's indifferent appearance and felt even more sad in her heart. Just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by the same hoarse voice from earlier.
"Qianqian, sit with me for a while. " At this moment, Mo Yawen appeared even more fragile. The corners of Hsu Qianqian's eyes turned sour and she nodded.
In this small space where there was only the sound of rain, she could not even feel the time passing bit by bit. It was as if it had stopped forever.