Chapter 3865 Previous Life [Part]
Chapter 3851 Previous Life [Part]
Rong Mo first met Rong Bai when he was four years old.
She is so good looking.
This was the first time Rong Mo saw Rong Bai, and the only thought in his heart.
The little girl is young and immature, but she has a noble air.
It was another world that was beyond his reach.
She held out her hand to him.
He smiled and asked, "Will you be my brother?"
So Rong Mo stretched out his hand.
Fortunately, he was chosen by her from among the more than thirty children in the orphanage and became the adopted son of the Rong family in Kyoto.
His original name wasn't Rong Mo, it was her who named him.
"Since you don't like to talk so much, I'll call you Rong Mo." The man in my memory had a smile as bright as a flower. At such a young age, he seemed gentle and elegant for the first time: "Silent Mo, no rebuttal allowed."
After she finished speaking, she asked him: "Do you like it?"
Before Rong Mo could respond to that question, he heard the other party say: "You have to like the name I gave you even if you don't like it."
He thought,
like.
But he didn't say it out loud, and swallowed it between his lips and teeth several times.
When he first arrived at Rong's house, Rong Mo looked up at the magnificent villa. He had never seen such a gorgeous house before, and he didn't even dare to see it in his dreams. But now it has become a reality, which is confusing and incredible.
He was embarrassed and uneasy, for fear of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing.
Even in the first few days after arriving, he didn't dare to close his eyes when sleeping at night, for fear that after falling asleep, he would return to the orphanage and still have nothing.
He burned his eyes until he fell asleep. The moment he woke up, he was greeted by great panic.
This panic gradually dissipated until he saw a familiar room every time he woke up and opened his eyes.
Rong Mo has a withdrawn and gloomy personality, and was excluded by other children when he was in the orphanage. He had no friends until he met Rong Bai.
Later, he slowly learned how to speak, how to laugh, and how to live longer in the Rong family.
But no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to reach the level of Rong Bai.
Insulting or ridiculing, scorning or trampling on, Rong Mo didn't care. At first, he just wanted to catch Rong Bai, but later... He wanted to become a master, no longer tolerant or humble.
A large, delicate and empty house,
Power and status were like a lock, locking Rong Mo tightly day and night.
Rong Liyu was often away, and apart from the servants, there were only two of them in the Rong family.
So in the long years, from childhood to adolescence, to the last moment of death.
Rong Mo remembered that person.
Remembered in my bones.
It can last for a long time.
Two lives are human beings,
He won once,
Lost once.
OK.
They drew.
Life in prison was boring and pale. Rong Mo couldn't count how many injuries he had from beatings, and he couldn't imagine how many new injuries he would get tomorrow. He worked hard to cooperate and actively reformed, even if those in the prison didn't like him anymore. His head was beaten badly, and he just wanted to go out one day earlier. He also wanted to see her.
Twelve years in prison.
Rong Mo traded half his life for ten years.
The night before he was released from prison, he had that dream again.
He dreamed about his previous life.
I dreamed about that cold rain.
I dreamed of an explosion at a crossroads.
He placed the bomb himself.
Since you can't catch it no matter how hard you try, let's just destroy it.
It doesn't belong to him or anyone else.
Rong Mo held an umbrella and stood not far from the street, watching the explosion with his own eyes, watching the man being swallowed up by the heat wave, and watching Rong Bai being shattered to pieces.
His sister.
wrong.
He won't have a sister anymore.
He stepped forward step by step.
He knelt beside her body.
Rong Mo slowly bent down, as if his life had been broken in a breath, bending inch by inch, and pressed his forehead heavily to the ground. He picked up the burnt black ring that fell on the ground.
He is laughing.
The smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
Rong Mo held the ring tightly and placed it against his heart, which was the place closest to the heart.
He smiled, but found a wet coolness on his fingers.
He was surprised to find out.
Before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.
Rong Mo frantically tried to wipe away his tears, but the tears flowed more and more, and he couldn't control them. It seemed like the instinct of his body, but also like the sadness in his heart.
Why are you crying?
He should laugh!
Smile! !
Rong Mo screamed hysterically in his heart, his whole body was shaking so badly that he could no longer distinguish the position where the deformed ring from its original shape was pressing tightly against his heart.
The whole city was shrouded in smoke and rain.
The heavy rain fell on his heart, and the wind roared past. It came with great force, and left in a mess. Nothing was left for him, and it was full of bad things.
on his face.
I can no longer tell the difference between rain and tears.
He seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, but he was becoming more twisted and crazy.
He knelt for a long time, until the siren sounded, and then he staggered up.
He thought calmly,
It's raining really hard today.
After Rong Bai's death, all obstacles were removed, and he became extremely prosperous for a while. Finally, he no longer had to flatter anyone, no longer had to be humble to please.
He was drunk, returned to the empty room alone, looked at the only photo of the two of them together, looked at it for a long time, and threw it in the trash can.
Later, when he sobered up, he frantically dug out the photo from the trash can and held it tightly in his arms. Hidden in his collar was a blackened ring hanging on his neck. He made a low sound from his throat. His hoarse whine, crying until he could no longer make a sound.
He was clearly sober, but he looked more like a drunk person.
There is no rain today, the weather is sunny and everything is happy.
He finally couldn't deceive himself.
He has deceived and taken advantage of too many people in his life.
Finally suffered retribution.
Reap the consequences.
Rong Mo woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly. He found that he was still in the prison cell, his face was wet, and the person sleeping on the lower bunk was cursing and using vulgar words, but he had no time to guess. He reached out tremblingly and touched the fingertips. Slightly cold, he caught a tear.
Rong Mo's back arched, and he burst into tears on his last night in prison.
late.
too late.
Fortunately...she is still alive.
Just stay alive.
Rong Mo was crying and laughing with a weird expression. He knew that he must look extremely ugly without looking in the mirror.
A ridiculous comedy, the clown's face was heavily painted and covered with a ridiculous mask. Everyone was amused by him, but no one saw him crying.
elder sister……
Sister...
A wail erupted from his chest, and the hysterical roar eventually choked his throat, dripping with blood.
If I could do it again,
In that cold and small orphanage,
There is a world that can be seen as far as the eye can see.
He never wanted to meet Rong Bai again.
How greedy is the human heart? If you have a little, you will want to have more.
What doesn't belong to you will never belong to you.
In a daze, the gentle and polite voice sounded in my ears again.
"Will you be my brother?"
"No."
He saw the hand stretched out to him.
He raised his hand and then pulled it back.
Rong Mo heard his answer.
His life was embarrassing and ridiculous.
He couldn't describe his feelings for Rong Bai, in every sister's call, in every smile, in countless days and nights, they twisted and deteriorated, like the rotting leaves buried underground, the most invisible woodlouse in the darkness. .
Just like the name she gave him.
In the end, they all fell silent.
silent.
Never seen the light of day.