Strongest Abandoned Son Chapter 787: The pride of Song Yingzhu

Ye Mo thought that Song Yingzhu was also a house rented not far from 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 couldn't afford to rent an urban house.

He didn't even dare use Divine Sense to find Song Yingzhu. He didn't know what happened to the current Song Yingzhu.

After getting out of the car, when Yimo pulled Ye Mo to the door of a private house, Ye Mo was stuck for a while. A woman with white hair was struggling with a bucket of water, and she seemed to scoop the water to the side of the stove. But her footsteps indicated that her strength could not keep up, and the water kept splashing on the ground.

Is this Song Yingzhu? That cold beauty? Ye Mo suddenly felt sore and guilty in her heart. If it weren't for this white-haired woman's vaguely familiar face, and if it wasn't for the pride of her indelible innateness, Ye Mo would even wonder if the weak woman in front of her was the Song Yingzhu.

The girl who was Black Level Primary Stage cultivation base was not even in the yellow class, and she had internal injuries.

The beautiful girl who was the proud girl of the sky now has white hair like silver, rough hands, and footsteps.

But she's only in her thirties.

The reason why Song Yingzhu became this way, Ye Mo knew it was because of him. If it was not for raising her daughter Yimo, how could she have been so upset? And Ye Mo also knew that there might be a kind of guilt and self-blame in her.

Ye Mo is the enemy of her Song family, but she has a daughter for her life. Even if she knew that the Song family had long forgotten her, she still had a wall in her heart. She hides here secretly to torture her wounds, and is unwilling to tell others who she was.

Perhaps when she left Luo Yue to raise Yimo, she had already germinated. The only concern is her daughter Yimo.

"Mum ..."

A cry of Yimo awakened Song Yingzhu, who was holding the water. She looked up in surprise. Ye Mo's face caught her eyes.

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

She was stunned. The figures Ye Ye and Yimo who were holding hands in front of her were getting more and more blurred. She seemed to have seen such scenes countless times in her dreams. But when it really appeared now, it gave her an extremely untrue.

"Sorry, Yingzhu, I am 13 years late ..." Ye Mo's voice sounded in the ear of Song Yingzhu.

Song Yingzhu suddenly felt that her eyes were getting more and more blurred, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. This time it was not a dream, it was true, it was true that Ye Mo came.

She was relieved and finally relieved. Yimo finally found her dad, and she can rest assured. Every time she and Yimo constantly describe her father, every time they keep talking about Ye Mo. Every time I say that my dad will appear suddenly. Just for this day. Let Yimo's heart leave the shadow of Dad long ago, now it seems. Her hard work was not wasted, and Yimo and her dad seemed to have been together since childhood.

Song Yingzhu pursed his lips, but still said nothing.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Dad is back." Yimo looked at her mother and looked a bit wrong, adding another subconsciously.

Song Yingzhu finally smiled, her expression returned to the usual look, "Yimo, I will listen to my father in the future."

After talking about Song Yingzhu, he finally looked at Ye Mo with a trembling voice and said, "Water has splashed on me, I'll change clothes."

"Dad, mom, her ..." Even Yimo felt that her mother seemed a little strange. Usually, mom always kept telling her about her dad. But today dad is back. Why doesn't mom have much to say? And there was no excitement in her imagination.

In her heart, the relationship between mom and dad is very good, but why does it not look so similar?

Ye Mo watched Song Yingzhu guiltily as she walked into the room and closed the door. When she took off her clothes and started changing, he withdrew Divine Sense.

"Dad, I'm going to cook, just let me clean the kitchen." Yimo saw that there seemed to be something wrong between Dad and Mom. She took the initiative to say these things, just to make Dad and Mom more Get along for a while.

Ye Mo certainly knew his daughter's mind. He touched Yimo's hair and said softly, "OK."

...

Song Yingzhu changed into a suit of the year and looked in front of the mirror.

She sighed and said, "You're still the same as before, I'm old ... Yimo finds you, I'm relieved ..."

After speaking, she took out a dagger from the bottom of the bed, rubbed her eyes in the mirror, and thrust into her throat without hesitation.

She is also a proud woman. Song Yingzhu is not willing to let her man see her gray hair, and she does not want to expose herself to him.

She knows that he has two beautiful wives. She also knows that the woman he likes is not her. She also knows that he can find Yimo not because she came here intentionally, but by accident.

Her pride is not to expose her appearance to his beautiful wife. Her pride is not to allow her appearance to embarrass him.

She is Song Yingzhu. Her Song Yingzhu was also a proud and beautiful woman. Now she is still a proud woman. The hardships of Time can deprive her of her youth, but she can't deprive her of pride and nobility.

Her love does not require pity and charity. When Yimo has a destination, she also has no concern.

Song Yingzhu's dagger was sharp, but it didn't pierce her throat. She grabbed her with one hand.

Ye Mo had no luck to stop himself from being hurt by blood flowing down the dagger. He felt that he owed Song Yingzhu, and it was natural to bleed some blood for her.

"Yingzhu, you are stupid. Since we have met again, that is the fate of the past, why is this so?" Ye Mo's tone was a bit low, and his heart was very uncomfortable. He understood the thoughts of Song Yingzhu, but he I don't know how to comfort her. He can easily restore Song Yingzhu's appearance to that year, but the trauma of the middle ten years can't be repaired on the surface.

"Ah, how is your hand? "Song Yingzhu grabbed Ye Mo's hand. When Ye Mo's blood shed, she had forgotten her pride. In the next moment, she just wanted to find something to help Ye band up.

At this moment, she completely forgot who Ye Mo was. How could this little injury help him? It seemed that Ye Mo's injury was worse than what she had just done. Because Yimo will follow her father later, her father cannot be injured.

When Ye Mo's True Qi is running, the small wound in his hand soon heals. He reached for the Song Yingzhu into his arms and slowly began to gather her white hair.

Song Yingzhu stiffened, an unexpressible wound rose from the bottom of my heart. In the past ten years, except Yimo, she has no relatives. In the past ten years, she has been homeless. She has thought of countless times that she can rely on him in her arms.

She cried. At this moment, she felt as fragile as a child. At this moment, she understood that in front of him, pride was just the pain of 1-Layers deep in her heart.

When she hurriedly left his wedding scene with a crying Yimo more than ten years ago, the Shadowless that had disappeared at this moment was gone. It seems that those grievances can melt as long as he comes.

She hasn't loved, and she doesn't know if it's love, but when he pushed her out of the tomb to explode, she had written down his shadow. At that time, she had no hatred. She still remembered her joy when she learned that Ye Mo was okay.

When she learned that she had Yimo, his shadow became clearer and clearer in her heart. Although the scene inside the tent under the snow mountain was very shy, although she had no way to control it, when she had Yimo, she had no regrets and even often remembered it.

Unfortunately, there are too few stories between her and him. She has no way to tell her daughter too much about them.

"Ye Mo, I don't deserve you, I'm old ..." Song Yingzhu groaned deep inside, but she couldn't say it. She didn't want to leave her daughter or leave Ye Mo.

"You are not old." Ye Mo said slowly as if she could know her inner voice.

Ye Mo's voice is in my ear, deep and thick, "I just came here that year. In search of a Medicine Ingredient, I went to the Taklimakan Desert. That night, I stood alone above Lop Nur in the deep desert alone. .I thought of a story I saw in the library at the beginning, that story was 'tears like Milan, white hair and silver sand'. I thought of this story, and I stood there for a long time.

Song Yingzhu seemed to be attracted by Ye Mo's words, her trembling gradually calmed down, but she held her hand tighter. She did not understand what Ye Mo said just now, nor did he dare to go to Lop Nur alone.

"Milan misses Robbair, and overnight, the blue silk turns to white hair, tears converge into a river, her white hair turns into silver sand. For Milan, at least Robbair knows that Milan is missing him. But I didn't even know that there was a woman in this world thinking about me with my daughter. Her hair became silver sand, but I didn't even know ... "

Ye Mo's voice is low and guilty. He is human and behaves directly to his heart. To Song Yingzhu, he is really guilty. He grabbed the rough hand of Song Yingzhu and showed his heart for the first time.

"Ye Mo ..." Song Yingzhu can no longer restrain his inner thoughts, Ye Mo's chest is already full of tears.

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