He Yanmo cried very sad, her shoulders trembled, full of loss and grief.

This sadness stems from her cognition of herself and her sudden inferiority complex.

Shang Yin's eight years away from home opened a natural gap with her.

At this time, Li Qiao couldn't bear it. She leaned forward and patted her back, "you're too hard on yourself."

He Yanmo grabbed Li Qiao's white coat, raised her tearful face and stubbornly asked, "godmother, I want to hear you tell the truth."

"Can stand it?" Li Qiao handed her the paper towel and said frankly, "the truth may not be pleasant to your ear."

He Yanmo breathed and smiled bitterly with tears. "You see, I'm not belittling myself."

Li Qiao touched her head. Even as an elder, she shouldn't say something against her younger generation, but she is Li Qiao. She has always been a clear-minded person for many years.

Is he Yanmo worthy of today's Shangyin?

The answer is, No.

If the second sister and brother Chen were present, she would be realistic.

In other words, in today's younger generation, the three girls, including he Yanmo, are far from Shangyin.

Seeing that he Yanmo's mood had calmed down a lot, Li Qiao sighed and asked, "since you want to go, have you asked your parents for their opinions?"

"My mother agrees, and that's her proposal."

Li Qiao thought for a few seconds, "where do you want to go?"

He Yanmo tentatively held Li Qiao's hand, "can you send me to the border or Myanmar, just like you were thrown into the primitive jungle by Uncle Li, I don't want to be mediocre anymore."

"Mo Mo, you are not mediocre."

"Godmother, please don't comfort me." he Yanmo burst into tears again. "I always thought I was good, but Uncle Yong let me. Even when gambling dice in the casino, the Dutch official deliberately drained water for me.

Obviously, I only achieved 50 points, but the people around me mistook me for 100 points. In fact, I'm not so good, but everyone loves me.

Godmother, my mother told me a lot of stories about your seven sons on the border. I may be very poor and can't reach your height all my life, but I can't never try or... Expect others to accommodate me forever.

If one day, brother Yin meets a better and better girl than me, what should I... Do? "

At last, he Yanmo covered her upper face, silent but sad.

At the age of 17, she was full of beautiful fantasies and expectations for the future, but he Yanmo had to take off her bright shell and face her inner gap and inferiority. That embarrassment and embarrassment also became her shield and armor for the next three years.

Li Qiao stood at the table, holding he Yanmo and stroking her back, "even if you want to change, you don't have to leave."

"If you don't need to go..." he Yanmo buried in Li Qiao's arms, "then why should brother Yin leave at the age of ten. Godmother, we can grow up only if we leave your shelter."

Li Qiao picked up her face and asked with a smile, "do you know what you will pay if you leave home?"

"As long as it's not brother Yin, I can pay anything." he Yanmo's eyes on both sides were wet, but his tone was extremely firm and decisive.

Li Qiao finally didn't positively agree to he Yanmo's request, but she also didn't refuse. She only asked her to go to the Island Villa tonight and make a decision at that time.

At this moment, it's less than 9 a.m.

He Yanmo left Renhe laboratory with a pair of red eyes.

She stood by the roadside and looked back at a window of the laboratory. Under the sunshine, she could see Li Qiao's figure.

On this day, he Yanmo remembered a sentence.

Godmother said: growth is a process of trial and error step by step, and the price is to learn to choose.

....

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he Yanmo put on light makeup, covered her slightly red and swollen eyelids, took Shang Yin's hand and walked in the busy streets of Nanyang.

The girl grew up and the boy matured.

They clasped their fingers, as before, talking and laughing to feel the beauty of time.

Passing by the gate of the times shopping mall, he Yanmo saw a lot of all kinds of girls passing by. He asked for no reason, "brother Yin, what characteristics do you like girls?"

Smart, soft, confident, elegant... Etc.

Shang Yin glanced slightly, smiling at the bottom of his eyes. It was a state between men and teenagers. It was not deep enough, but it was no longer simple.

He didn't speak, but led he Yanmo to move on.

Wherever they go, they always attract a lot of attention and praise.

"That boy... How handsome NIMA is!"

"He's not handsome and doesn't like you. The girls around him are like dolls. Their eyelashes are longer than those I grafted."

"Do you think the boy in the black shirt looks familiar?"

"I don't think your chat-up method is out of date."

The discussion behind him faded away.

He Yanmo held Shang Yin's slender fingertips and stared up at his side face. How hard must he work to catch up with him now.

Maybe... A narrow escape.

Soon, Shang Yin suddenly stopped, and he Yanmo stopped.

She collected her mind and asked him with a smile, "brother Yin, what's the matter?"

Shang Yin didn't speak, but he held her shoulder and turned in a direction.

On their sides is the reflective curtain wall of the mall.

He Yanmo is in front and Shang Yin is behind.

He supported the girl's shoulder and raised his head to the figure reflected on the curtain wall, "see?"

He Yanmo bent over and tried to see through the actions inside the curtain wall. "What are you looking at? The shop inside hasn't opened yet. It's under decoration."

Shang Yin glanced at her stooping peeping action with low eyes, and the smile on his handsome face became stronger. He pulled back he Yanmo, leaned over her ear and said, "the girl I like, no matter whether she has characteristics or not, as long as she is the person on the curtain wall."

He Yanmo raised her eyelids. They are the people on the curtain wall.

The girl couldn't help laughing and blushed with laughter.

Shang Yin rubbed her head. "It's silly. Let's go. Brother will take you to have ice cream."

He Yanmo followed Shang Yin behind, and he was in his heart.

She could see that his cold temperament gradually coincided with his godfather.

She could see that his tactics were no longer the thin of a teenager.

She can even imagine how energetic he should be when he sits in charge of the whole Shang family like grandpa Gan.

And she has nothing but being spoiled since childhood.

....

Two days later, Monday.

Shang Yin entered the dark hall to participate in the assessment, and was also in-depth contact with everything in the dark hall.

At the same time, he Yanmo boarded a private plane and transferred to three stops. The destination was unknown.

When he Chen learned the truth, he almost didn't die of anger.

Yin Mo pushed his arm and comforted him with a warm voice, "husband, Mo Mo will come back soon."

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