Chapter 1316 He Yanmo Is Gone

Chapter 1316 He Yanmo is gone

He Yanmo cried very sadly, her shoulders trembled, her whole body was full of loss and grief.

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

During the eight years since Shang Yin left home, there was a distance like a chasm between him and her.

At this moment, Li Qiao couldn't bear it, leaned forward and patted her on the back, "You are too harsh on yourself."

He Yanmo grabbed Li Qiao's white coat, turned her tear-stained face up, and asked stubbornly, "Godmother, I want to hear you tell the truth."

"Can you bear it?" Li Qiao handed her the tissue and said frankly, "The truth may not please my ears."

He Yanmo took a breath, and smiled bitterly with tears in her eyes, "Look, I'm not underestimating myself."

Li Qiao patted her head, even though as an elder she shouldn't say something to hurt younger people, but she is Li Qiao, a person who has always had a clear eye for many years.

Is He Yanmo worthy of the current Shang Yin?

the answer is negative.

If the second sister and brother Chen were present, she would also seek truth from facts.

In other words, in today's junior generation, the three girls including He Yanmo are far from Shang Yin.

Seeing that He Yanmo's mood had calmed down a lot, Li Qiao sighed and asked, "Since you want to leave, have you asked your parents for their opinion?"

"My mom agreed, and it was her suggestion."

Li Qiao pondered for a few seconds, "Where do you want to go?"

He Yanmo took Li Qiao's hand tentatively, "Can you send me to the border or Burma, just like you were thrown into the primitive jungle by Uncle Li back then, no matter whether it's honing or experience, I don't want to be mediocre again gone."

"Momo, you are not mediocre."

"Godmother, don't comfort me." Tears welled up in He Yanmo's eyes again, "I always thought I was pretty good, but it turned out that Uncle Yong and the others let me in. Even betting on dice in the casino was done on purpose by the croupiers." Give me some water.

Obviously I only achieved 50 points, but people around me mistakenly think that I have reached 100 points. In fact, I am not that good, but everyone loves me.

Godmother, my mother told me a lot of stories about your seven sons on the frontier. I may never reach your height in my life, but I can't try and not try, and I can't... expect others to accommodate me forever.

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

At the end, He Yanmo covered the upper half of her face, silent but sad.

Seventeen years old, this is an age full of beautiful fantasies and longings for the future, but He Yanmo has to peel off the glamorous shell with her own hands, and face the gap and inferiority in her heart. Shields and armor.

Li Qiao stood by the table, hugging He Yanmo and stroking her back, "Even if you want to change, you don't have to leave."

"If you don't need to leave..." He Yanmo buried herself in Li Qiao's arms, "Then why did Brother Yin leave at the age of ten? Godmother, we can only grow up if we leave your shelter."

Li Qiao held her face in her hands, and asked with a smile: "Leaving home, do you know what you will pay?"

"As long as it's not brother Yin, I can give anything." The corners of He Yanmo's eyes were moist, but his tone was extremely firm and decisive.

In the end, Li Qiao didn't agree to He Yanmo's request directly, but she didn't refuse either. She was only asked to go to the Huandao villa tonight and make a decision at that time.

At this moment, the time is not yet nine o'clock in the morning.

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

She stood by the side of the road, looking back at a certain window of the laboratory, under the sunlight, she could vaguely see Li Qiao's figure.

On this day, He Yanmo remembered a sentence.

The godmother said: Growth is a process of trial and error step by step, and the price is learning to choose.

...

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

Girls grow up and boys mature too.

They intertwined their fingers, talking and laughing as before, feeling the beauty of time.

Passing by the entrance of Times Mall, He Yanmo saw many girls of all kinds passing by, and asked for no reason, "Brother Yin, what qualities do you like in girls?"

Smart, cute, confident, elegant...etc.

Shang Yin looked sideways slightly, with a smile in his eyes. It was a state between a man and a teenager, not deep enough, but not innocent anymore.

He didn't speak, but led He Yanmo to continue walking forward.

Wherever the two go, they will always attract a lot of attention and admiration.

"That boy... so damn handsome!"

"I don't like you even if you are not handsome. Look at the girl next to him. She looks like a doll. Her eyelashes are longer than those I grafted."

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

"I don't think your method of striking up a conversation is outdated."

The discussion behind them gradually faded away.

He Yanmo held Shang Yin's slender fingertips, looked up at his side face, how hard it must be to catch up with him today.

Maybe... a narrow escape.

Not long after, Shang Yin suddenly stopped, and He Yanmo also stopped.

She calmed down her worries and asked him with a smile: "Brother Yin, what's the matter?"

Shang Yin said nothing, but supported her shoulder and turned around.

Next to the two of them was the reflective curtain wall of the shopping mall.

He Yanmo is in the front and Shang Yin is in the back.

He supported the girl's shoulders and looked up at the figure reflected on the curtain wall, "Did you see it?"

He Yanmo bent over and leaned over, covering the corners of her eyes with her palms, trying to see through the movements inside the curtain wall, "What are you looking at, the shops inside haven't opened yet, and they're being renovated."

Shang Yin lowered his eyes and glanced at her bending over to peep, and the smile on his handsome face grew stronger. He pulled back He Yanmo, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "The girl I like, no matter whether she has qualities or not, as long as she is a curtain wall The person above will do."

He Yanmo raised his eyelids, the people on the curtain wall were them.

The girl couldn't help laughing, but her eyes turned red when she smiled.

Shang Yin rubbed her head, "What a fool, let's go, brother will take you to eat ice cream."

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

She could see that his stern temperament gradually overlapped with that of her godfather.

She could see that his strategizing skills were no longer that of a teenager.

She could even imagine how high-spirited he must be to sit in charge of the entire Shang family like a grandpa.

And she, apart from being pampered since she was a child, has nothing.

...

Two days later, Monday.

Shang Yin entered the dark hall to participate in the assessment, and at the same time, he was getting in touch with everything in the dark hall.

At the same time, He Yanmo boarded a private jet and made three transfers, but the destination was unknown.

But when He Chen learned the truth, he almost didn't die of anger.

Yin Mo pushed his arm and comforted him gently, "Honey, Momo will be back soon."