He should understand.

In such a big world, he is Mo Huaiyuan alone. He has no way to come and has no clear way to go.

When he drove out of the military hospital alone, he lost his direction. In recent years, as his youthful vitality was gone, his physical fitness, and mental energy were no longer as good as those in the army. When his body was old, his heart was dead. Looking back on his origin, it was a ridiculous and shameful absurdity.

Hate was buried in his heart like a time bomb. His cousin's words proved his guess. He no longer needed to prove anything from his uncle and his aunt. He would face such relatives. When facing his uncle, Mo Yubei would probably only feel that when he dies, he would give up on the world. The children left behind could not control their own destiny, so that he lived to this day like a joke.

It only adds sadness.

"Don't tell my uncle that I've been here. Even if I say it, don't mention what I told you."

Mo Huaiyuan touched the child's head and begged in a quiet voice.

Monet's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

His chest was shaking slightly, and he couldn't help but squeezed his wife and children away, pulled him up, stared at his eyes and asked, "You bumped into me halfway through, not expected. Now you have confirmed that these things are true, and they are well-founded, but you don't come to surrender and rely on us? What do you plan to do? Do you keep the bitter fruits alone for the rest of your life, hide them from everyone?"

"What else can I do?"

Mo Huaiyuan did not refute at all, but said in a cold voice, with mottled blood in his raised eyes staring at him calmly.

"The legal prosecution period has passed, and that person is at a high position and cannot shake it. Do I want to fight the rest of my life with him for the sake of what happened twenty-six years ago? I can't fight, even if I win, my parents can't survive. I can't walk again in those years..."

"Cousin..." His narrow eyes drooped and he screamed in a low voice.

"I only know about this. As for you, living your own life is more important than anything else. Look, you have a family reunion, have a wife and a child, what else should you do to mix with these things? No need."

It’s not that he is so great, but that it is his own business, and he doesn’t want anyone to worry about this anymore.

He would know those things alone, so he would be fine.

He took a step back calmly, tidied up the dirty cuffs, and the melted snowflake mud marks on them were a little dry.

"When the snow stops now, I'll go and add some fuel and leave. Your New Year's goods are not ready yet. I'll see it. Get ready quickly." The big hand stroked the child's head, took off his shoulder stamp, and gave him a try.

It is the 28th day of the New Year and the festive season is approaching.

Monet stood stiffly, feeling very sad and depressed in his heart. He walked over and pulled his arm, saying, "My construction company lacks staff, especially those who are capable. Didn't you say that your work in Maicheng is about to end? If you have no place to go, come and help me after the New Year."

"……Um."

Mo Huaiyuan has considered this matter carefully.

He would not refuse anyone's help because he was arrogant, because he knew clearly that the army would not be able to go back, not because the rank he had hung no longer worked, but that people like him who had no faith even if they went in, would not have the perseverance.

And the officialdom...

The officialdom is too dirty. It was not entirely his wish for many years in politics. Moreover, he was unwilling to be involved in the places where An Zhanyu could intervene and touch him in his life.

At this moment, he could feel his weak beating heartbeat, the heat and flow of blood, which proved that he was barely alive. When he was alive, he had to do something to keep him alive, and feel the feeling of living alone.

...

Until the Mo family was completely dark, someone came outside.

Monet was used to living in such a bungalow, which was remote but quiet, and the customs were simpler. It was a little farther from the downtown area but just drove there when needed. Generally, few people could find him here.

Every household here raises dogs. There is a little movement at night, and the continuous barking of dogs is so far away.

Heavy snow was rising.

It almost filled the windows.

"Mom, there is someone outside, stealing a car." The slightly older child shouted and pointed out the window.

Lin Ruo was shocked.

He patted the flour on his hand and hurried to the window. Sure enough, he saw a man wearing a heavy scarf, rubbing away the snowflakes in Monet's car and looking inside. He was thin and small, like a woman.

tang.

"Anai, look!"

Monet was also surprised, looked carefully, comforted his wife and children, and wrapped himself in a coat and went out.

It was very windy and snow outside, and a cold air instantly wrapped around me.

The slender and slender little woman looked in the snow on his car, her face turned pale, and the five fingers exposed on her gloves were red like carrots.

"What are you doing?" Monet said bluntly, "Who are you looking for? What are you doing?"

Anran glanced at the flat snow on the ground in his house, without any traces of the vehicle being crushed. His frozen little hand put his phone in his pocket and took out a piece of paper to spread it flat for the owner of the house to show it.

"Have you seen this license plate number? The license plate from Kyoto, the Kyo-v, the central government's direct troops are very special. Have you seen it?"

"You guys..." An Ran's nose was red with cold, and the water vapor in his eyes became cold after a few seconds. He looked around, "Every household has dogs, they are all big dogs. I'm a little scared. I'm not a bad person. I'm just here to find the owner of this car and the car. Don't let the dog bite me..."

Monet was stunned, staring at the license plate number on her open paper with a dull expression.

"...What are you looking for this car?" His voice was slightly harsh.

An Ran shook her head.

"Forget it, I haven't seen it before. I'm very busy. I'm looking for it in every household. Thank you, goodbye."

She stuffed the note into her pocket and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait," Monet called her, and saw through the light that her face was familiar. "You will definitely be bitten by a dog when you break in. Tell me what you are looking for this car? How do you know he drove here?"

An Ran has no time to talk to him about that.

She is in a hurry.

His slender legs had already stepped out of his door and were taking out his cell phone to make a phone call.

"The address you provided is wrong... There are only a few rows of houses in this area. I followed the camera at the intersection and turned into this place, but I found the last household. If you gave it wrong, look for it quickly!"

She stomped her feet, her eyes filled with hot tears, gasping for breath, her chest was undulating, and she looked very excited.

Monet followed her out and looked at her.

He also searched in his memory for a possible connection with Mo Huaiyuan. At this age, a woman who looked like this, was wearing a big military green casual cotton coat, with thin legs, and her hair was slightly curly scattered on her shoulders and backs. She didn't know if she was crying or something, but she looked like a lost deer when she was wide open. Tears fell down with her eyes blinking.

After hanging up the phone, she remained silent.

She stood there alone, letting the snowflakes in the sky wrap her up. She looked into the distance, with a confused expression, holding her cell phone, and still waiting.

The phone rang twice suddenly, and when she saw that it was almost out of power.

An Ran looked at the phone twice, looked up at the man who had been staring at him, and his voice was hoarse: "Can you lend me a plug to charge it? A little bit is enough."

This man, whose height and size and eyebrows seemed to be somewhat similar to Mo Huaiyuan.

Now she just saw someone who looked a little like him, and she couldn't stand it. She stared at him and looked carefully, her eyes getting hotter.

Monet turned his face, thought for a while, and nodded.

...

Lin Ruo looked at everything in front of her in shock. Her husband actually brought the "female car thief" in and found a place to recharge her.

The little woman looked confused and careless, and her whole body exuded a wandering meaning.

While finding her a suitable plug, Monet asked, "Who are you looking for? Who are you missing in your family? Are you so anxious?"

The little woman squatted there, waiting for the electricity to be charged little by little, and remained silent.

Monet was unwilling to give up, and even asked again a little rudely.

This time, her tears fell directly, and a few of them fell heavily on the floor of his house, and she still didn't say anything. Lin Ruo pulled his clothes and grabbed him and spoke with a look of blame and questioning.

When Anran's car was about to arrive at the expressway toll station, he was forced to stop when he encountered a road seal.

It was already afternoon after dinner time.

An Ran rushed around Kyoto for a whole circle and couldn't find anyone, so she found a friend to help her check the surveillance video of the Road Bureau. Qin Yi repeatedly asked her what happened, but she didn't answer, but just asked him to say, please look for it quickly.

Qin Yi was stunned.

Queen An usually doesn’t ask for people, but people can’t refuse someone. As soon as he teased, “Why don’t you go to your brother Huaiyuan to help”, he immediately realized that the license plate number she gave was Mo Huaiyuan’s!

At this time, Qin Yi vaguely remembered the things about Maicheng before the New Year. He looked at her again and asked seriously: "What's wrong with you two?"

An Ran was not willing to say anything, just said one sentence: "Let me find him, I am willing to do anything."

Qin Yi was frightened when he heard this.

On the expressway, it was snowing heavily. The traffic police pulled the blockade and closed the toll station. All the cars were walking back. An Ran abandoned the car. She jumped over the anti-slip lands next to the expressway alone, letting the car be towed away. She didn't want it anymore. She went to the other side, found a car, and asked the man to take her into the territory of Z City.

The man drove all the way, and the snowy road gradually solidified into an ice road. He didn't dare to drive fast, but An Ran was still urging him in a low voice.

The heavy snow pounced on him through the car window, and he couldn't see the way forward even with the headlights. On the road that was past, there were small car accidents in groups of three or three, but An Ran kept thinking about what he was feeling when he drove over and drove all night in a daze.

When she arrived at the closed place, she did this, got off the car and changed to another one.

The world is too big.

If he wanted to make her unable to find it, she would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

An Ran was holding her heart to the pain of exploding, looking at the city at a loss. In the past, Mo Huaiyuan accompanied her through so many places, from south to north, from one end of the world to the other end, without any complaints. Now that he is leaving, she wants to follow the route he has taken to find him, but finds it so difficult.

She hated that she was a ignorant, hated that she had lost all her ability to take care of herself by being spoiled, and hated that she was so weak that she could not find him.

The children beside him were chasing and fighting.
To be continued...