Excruciating Deep Love with You

I closed my eyes and recalled the love and tolerance of Su Chengzhao. He was the greatest debt I ever owed in my life.

Qin Mochen sighed gently and stroked my long hair with his hands, then said with a low voice, “I owe him too. Let’s visit him this afternoon.”

I raised my head and kissed his lips. Looking at his smiling eyes, I whispered gently, “Mochen, I love you.”

I have always loved you…

Standing in front of the tomb and looking at the extremely familiar photo on it, my heart began to ache again. Although seven years have passed, I still couldn’t get over it.

Qin Mochen patted my shoulder, then turned and squatted to hold Le’er’s shoulders. He said seriously, “Qin Yule, the man, Su Chengzhao, in the photo of the tomb is your godfather from now on. He saved your father and your mother in that event. Without him, the whole Qin Family would not have existed .”

Qin Yule looked at Qin Mochen and nodded seriously, then he turned to kneel in front of the tomb and kowtowed three times. His young voice was full of sincerity, “Godfather, I’m Qin Yule, the son of Qin Family. From now on, I’m also your godson.”

Le’er’s voice provoked the emotions in my heart. I couldn’t hold my tears any more and finally choked with sobs. I had told Le’er all the things when he was only two or three years old. I wanted to let him know there was a person in the world who had died for his father and mother.

Qin Mochen held me in his arms and lowered to kiss off the tears on my face, “If you want to cry, just cry out. I will not only love you for the rest of my life, but also love you with Su Chengzhao’s love.”

On the way home, I told Qin Mochen that I wanted to visit Mo Yulin in the jail. Now seven years later, I wondered about her condition. Was she still unrepentant and hated me as before?

I entered into the jail alone. There was a woman who was thin and sallow with a bad spirit walking in the Visiting Indoor from outside.

Seven years later, I didn’t expect that I would meet such a Mo Yulin.

She raised her eyes and sneered, “Haven’t you died yet?”

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“Were you good these seven years?” Seeing her messy look, I didn’t have any sarcasm in my tone.

Mo Yulin looked at me plainly, as if she had kept out of the affairs, “I can’t be better here. In the jail , looking at the moon outside the cage alone every night, I gradually figured out something.”

The plain and relieved tone of her made me surprised. Maybe time could really change a person.

Mo Yulin glanced at me with a strong sense of sadness in her eyes, “I didn’t expect that you would visit me after seven years. Have you come to mock me? Or came to see if I have died or not?”

I closed my lips and kept silent, only looking at her calmly.

Mo Yulin withdrew her gaze and lowered it see her hands, then she muttered, “Qin Mochen is…”

She didn’t speak out the last words, but I knew her meaning. When she was arrested in the past, Qin Mochen got shot and fell into a coma. She didn’t know if he was still alive.