Ye Mo thought that Song Yingzhu was also renting a house not far from the middle school, but when the taxi driver drove the car to the suburbs, Ye Mo knew that the place where his daughter went to school and lived was so far away. But he soon understood what was going on, with Song Yingzhu's economic conditions, he would never be able to afford to rent a house in the city.

He didn't even dare to use his divine sense to find Song Yingzhu, he didn't know what was going on with Song Yingzhu now.

After getting out of the car, when Yimo pulled Ye Mo to the door of a private house, Ye Mo was stunned. A gray-haired woman struggled to carry a bucket of water, which she seemed to carry to the edge of the stove. But her footsteps showed that her strength could not keep up, and the water kept splashing on the ground.

Is this Song Yingzhu? That cold beauty at the beginning? Ye Mo suddenly felt even more sour and guilty in his heart. If it weren't for the vaguely pretty and familiar face of this white-haired woman, if it weren't for her indelible pride temperament, Ye Mo would even have to wonder if the weak woman in front of him was the former Song Yingzhu.

At the beginning, the woman who cultivated in the early stage of the Xuan level is not even at the yellow level, and there are internal injuries that have not healed.

The beautiful girl who was the pride of the sky at the beginning is now white-haired, with rough hands and vain steps.

But she was only in her thirties.

The reason why Song Yingzhu became like this, Ye Mo knew that it was entirely because of him. If it weren't for her to raise her daughter Yimo, how would she have lived such a miserable life? And Ye Mo also knew that the reason why she was like this was that maybe there was a kind of guilt and self-blame in it.

Ye Mo is the enemy of her Song family, but she gave birth to a daughter for the enemy. Even if she knew that the people of the Song family had long forgotten her, there was still a wall in her heart. She secretly hid here and let herself torture her wounds, and she didn't want to tell anyone who she used to be.

Maybe when she left Luo Yue to raise Yimo, she had already germinated a will to die. The only thing I am worried about is my daughter Yimo.

"Mom......"

Yimo's shout woke up Song Yingzhu, who was carrying water. She looked up in surprise. Ye Mo's face met her eyes.

With a "bang", the wooden bucket in Song Yingzhu's hand fell to the ground and fell down, splashing water stains everywhere. Soon the water was flowing inside the house.

She froze, and the figures of Ye Mo and Yimo who were holding hands in front of her were getting more and more blurred towards her, as if she had seen such a scene in her dreams countless times. But when it really appeared now, it gave her an extreme unreality.

"I'm sorry, Yingzhu, I'm thirteen years late......" Ye Mo's voice sounded in Song Yingzhu's ears.

Song Yingzhu suddenly felt that her eyes were getting more and more blurry, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. This time it's not a dream, it's real, it's really Ye Mo is here.

She breathed a sigh of relief, finally relieved. Yimo has finally found her father, and she can rest assured in the future. Every time she and Yimo kept describing her father, she kept talking about Ye Mo every time. Every time it was said that Dad would show up out of nowhere. It's for this day. Let Yimo's heart have long left the shadow of his father, now it seems. Her hard work was not in vain, Yimo and her father were as close as if they had been together since childhood.

Song Yingzhu's lips trembled, but he still didn't say anything.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Daddy is back. Yimo looked at his mother's appearance and seemed to be a little wrong, and subconsciously added.

Song Yingzhu finally smiled, her expression returned to her usual appearance, "Yimo, listen to your father in the future." ”

After speaking, Song Yingzhu finally looked at Ye Mo and said in a trembling voice, "The water splashed on my body, I'll go change my clothes." ”

"Dad, Mom, she ......" is Yimo feels that her mother seems to be a little strange, usually her mother always keeps telling her about her father, but today Dad is back, why doesn't Mom have much to say? And the meeting was not as exciting as she imagined.

In her heart, the relationship between her mother and father is very good, but what Weishenme sees doesn't seem to be very similar?

Ye Mo watched guilty as Song Yingzhu walked into the room and closed the door, and when she took off her clothes and began to change, he withdrew his senses.

"Dad, I'm going to cook, just leave the kitchen to me to clean up." Yimo saw that there seemed to be something wrong between her father and mother, and she took the initiative to say these words, just to let her father and mother spend more time alone.

Of course, Ye Mo knew his daughter's thoughts, he touched Yimo's hair, and said softly, "Okay." ”

……

Song Yingzhu changed into a set of clothes from that year and looked again and again in front of the mirror.

After a while, she sighed and said, "You are still the same as before, I am already old...... When Yimo finds you, I'm relieved......"

After saying that, she took out a dagger from under the bed, then rubbed her eyes in the mirror, and plunged it into her throat without hesitation.

She Song Yingzhu is also a proud woman, she doesn't want her men to see her gray hair, she doesn't want to expose herself to him like this.

She knew that he had two wives who were as beautiful as fairies, and she also knew that the woman he liked was not her, and she also knew that he could find Yimo not because she came here on purpose, but unintentionally.

Her pride is not to expose her appearance to his delicate wife, and her pride is not to let her appearance embarrass him.

She is Song Yingzhu, she Song Yingzhu was also a proud and beautiful woman at the beginning, and now she is still a proud woman. The hardships of the years can deprive her of her youth, but they can't deprive her of pride and nobility.

Her love doesn't need mercy and charity, and when Yimo has a home, she has no worries.

Although the dagger in Song Yingzhu's hand was very sharp, it did not pierce her throat, and grabbed her dagger with one hand.

There was blood flowing from the dagger, and Ye Mo had no luck to prevent himself from being injured. He felt that he owed Song Yingzhu something, and it was natural to shed some blood for her.

"Yingzhu, you are very stupid, since we have all met again, that is the fate of the past, weishenme want to be like this?" Ye Mo's tone was a little low, his heart was very uncomfortable, he understood Song Yingzhu's thoughts, but he didn't know how to comfort her. He can simply let Song Yingzhu restore his appearance back then, but the trauma of more than ten years in the middle is not something that can be made up on the surface.

"Ah, how's your hand?" Song Yingzhu grabbed Ye Mo's hand, and when the blood flowed down Ye Mo's hand, she had forgotten her pride. The next moment, she just wanted to find something to help Ye bandage up.

At this moment, she completely forgot who Ye Mo was, and how could she help him with this little injury? It seemed that Ye Mo's injuries were more serious than what she had just done. Because Yimo will follow her father in the future, her father can't be hurt.

Under Ye Mo's true qi, the small wound in his hand quickly healed. He reached out and took Song Yingzhu into his arms, and slowly began to collect her white hair.

Song Yingzhu stiffened, and an inexpressible sadness rose from the bottom of her heart. For more than ten years, except for Yimo, she has no relatives, for more than ten years, she has been displaced from all over the world, she has no home, for more than ten years, she has thought countless times that she can lean in his arms, and today it has become true.

She cried, and in this moment, she felt that her mind was as fragile as a child. At this moment, she understood that in front of him, pride was just a layer of pain in her heart.

The hesitation when she hurriedly left his wedding scene with a crying Yimo more than ten years ago has dissipated without a trace at this moment. It seems that those grievances can melt as long as he comes.

She hadn't loved, and she didn't know if it was love, but when he pushed her out of the tomb that was about to explode, she had already made a note of his shadow, and by that time, she had no hatred. She still remembered her heartfelt joy when she learned that Ye Mo was fine.

When she learned that she already had Yimo, his shadow became clearer and clearer in her heart, and Zuihou had no way to erase it. Although the scene in the tent under the snowy mountain was very shy, although she had no way to control it at all, but when she had Yimo, she had no regrets, and even remembered it from time to time.

It's a pity that there are too few stories between her and him, and she has no way to tell her daughter too much about what happened between them.

"Ye Mo, I'm not worthy of you anymore, I'm already old......" Song Yingzhu moaned deep in her heart, but she had no way to say it, she didn't want to leave her daughter, and she didn't want to leave Ye Mo.

"You're not old." Ye Mo said slowly as if he could know her inner voice.

Ye Mo's voice was in his ears, low and deep, "That year, I just came here. In search of a medicinal herb, I went to the Taklamakan Desert. That night, I stood alone on top of Lop Nur in the depths of the desert. I remembered a story I had seen in the library, and it was called 'Tears like Milan, white hair and silver sand'. After I thought about this story, I stood there for a long, long time. ”

Song Yingzhu seemed to be attracted by Ye Mo's words, her trembling gradually calmed down, but the hand holding Ye Mo tightened even tighter. She didn't understand what Ye Mo meant by what he had just arrived here, and she didn't understand that he dared to go to Lop Nur alone.

Milan missed Rob Naoer, and overnight, the green silk turned gray, and the rolling tears gathered into a river, and her white hair turned into silver sand. For Milan, at least Rob knows that Milan misses him. But I didn't even know that there was a woman with my daughter thinking about me, and her hair was turning to silver sand, but I didn't know ......"

Ye Mo's voice was low and guilty, he was a human being, and he acted directly to his heart, and he was really guilty about Song Yingzhu. He grabbed Song Yingzhu's rough hand and showed his heart for the first time.

"Ye Mo......" Song Yingzhu could no longer restrain the thoughts in his heart, and Ye Mo's chest was already full of tears.

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