Global Wife Pursuit Order: Wife, Divorce Is Invalid

Chapter 1321 Mother's Diary

Every door on the second floor was tightly closed, and Ming Jue wandered in the corridor for a long time, but he never dared to open a door.

It seems that the past decades ago is covered with dust, and the most important thing is that no matter which part of the past, there is no trace of clarity.

More than 30 years is enough to go through a small half of his life, but from the beginning of his life to the present, Mingjue has never known what the meaning of his existence is.

Seeing Mingjue's lost look, Luo Yuan also felt sorry for him, so he stepped forward and patted Mingjue on the shoulder.

"Brother Ming, why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Okay." Mingjue nodded sadly,

He pushed open a door, and the first thing he saw was the neatly arranged mahogany furniture. The Xi family is indeed a family located in the Jiangnan area that has survived for nearly a century. They are all so particular.

Ming Jue looked around the room casually, and finally landed on Zhang Shuoda's wedding photo on the wall.

Mingjue was taken aback for a moment, and then took two steps forward.He stood by the wall, staring blankly at the photo above.

Luo Yuan followed in, and he also looked up following Ming Jue's gaze. There were two people in the photo, a man and a woman. The photo was a bit outdated, but when the wedding photo was taken back then, the woman in the photo was very beautiful. Young and beautiful.

He looks delicate and has a gentle demeanor, which makes people want to get close to him when they see him.

When he set his gaze on the man next to him again, Luo Yuan was suddenly overjoyed,
"Look at how much this man looks like your brother!"

But suddenly, Luo Yuan shut up again.

He realized that this man should be Xi Zhongmou, the father of Ming Jue and Xi Jinchen.

If Mingjue hadn't been disfigured.Just because his face appeared in front of Xi Zhongmou, needless to say, Xi Zhongmou could immediately recognize Ming Jue as his own son.

Unfortunately, apart from blood relationship, there is no evidence to prove that Mingjue is from the Xi family.

If one day Mingjue passed away unfortunately, then the traces of his existence would disappear, as if he had never been there.

Luo Yuan's heart tightened, he felt sorry for Mingjue.

Mingjue walked to the bed, and sat down regardless of the dust on the bed sheet. He greedily sniffed the remaining breath in the room, as if he wanted to immediately make up for the father's love and mother's love that he had lost for many years.

Seeing his disappointed appearance, Luo Yuan couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him.

"Brother Ming, don't be like this, in fact, you will recognize each other sooner or later."

"Maybe it will." Mingjue smiled wryly, "Although I don't expect anything."

Luo Yuan turned his head away, he really wanted to comfort Ming Jue, but no matter what he said, it seemed that it would only make things worse.

He had no choice but to shut his mouth, turned around and wanted to go to another room, but accidentally bumped into the bedside table.

The bedside table was in disrepair for a long time, and when he hit it like this, the door of the cabinet fell to the ground with a slap.

Mingjue was startled, he raised his eyelids, looked at the small bedside table, and suddenly found that there were still a few notebooks in the cabinet.

Mingjue knew that he shouldn't touch those things, but he was in his parents' room, and he suddenly became curious about everything about them.

He squatted down in a strange way, stretched out his hand and picked up the topmost notebook.

It was a thick diary with a handmade cowhide cover, and the pages of the diary had turned yellow.

Mingjue turned over a page with trembling hands, the corners of the page were already curled up, it was unknown how many times it was touched by the owner of the diary.

The words on the diary are fresh and elegant, and it looks like a woman's handwriting.

Mingjue's heart trembled suddenly, if he guessed correctly, this should be Xi's mother's diary.

Out of curiosity about his mother, Mingjue finally couldn't help turning a page and read it carefully, but the more he read, the more Mingjue's hands trembled.

The above words and sentences are all about missing myself.

The diary was written when Xi's mother was pregnant, from the joy of being a new mother, to the discomfort during pregnancy, to the hope for a new life, and the pain after losing a child.

Mingjue suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart, and after more than thirty years, his and his mother's hearts seemed to be connected together.

Mingjue will never forget that kind of pain.

Turning to the back, Mingjue found out that Xi's mother suffered from severe depression after losing her child. There was even a diary for a long period of time that wrote how much Xi's mother felt in her heart, and even wanted to be with the child. die.

If she didn't still miss her beloved husband, her elderly parents and Xi Jinchen who was waiting for food, she would really leave with the lost child.

Mingjue suddenly felt that his chest was tight and he was a little out of breath.It turned out that the Xi family hadn't wiped out all signs of his existence, at least his parents who were closest to him by blood still remembered him silently in their hearts.

The date of the last diary entry was ten years ago, and a few short sentences were written on that piece of paper.

"My dear child, your younger brother got married today. If you are still alive, you should have entered the palace of marriage like him, right?
In the past 20 years, my mother has never forgotten you.

When I dreamed back at midnight several times, my mother felt extremely regretful. My mother hated herself for not protecting you well.

I don't know if you have been reincarnated and happily become someone else's child, but mother really hopes that you can survive in peace. "

Bean-sized teardrops suddenly rolled down from the corners of Ming Jue's eyes without warning, the tears hit the ground, and merged with the dust on the floor, forming a small mud puddle.

Luo Yuan was taken aback by him, he quickly squatted down and hugged Ming Jue's shoulder.

"Brother Ming, don't be sad, it's a good thing."

"It's a good thing..." Mingjue nodded while crying and laughing, "This is the end of my life, even if I die from birth, I don't feel any regrets."

At least he never lived alone, at least someone still missed him.

His voice choked up, and finally he couldn't control himself and fell to the ground, crying like a child.

I don't know how long it took, until Mingjue was covered in sweat from crying, and finally stopped crying.

He wiped away the tears from his eyes and cheeks, and carefully put the diary back into the cabinet.

How much he wished that he could go back to his childhood, hide in his mother's arms and live ignorant of the world, but it's a pity that everything is just a luxury.

He carefully repaired the cabinet door, but just a second before he was about to close the cabinet door, he suddenly saw a thin piece of paper pressed at the bottom of the diary.

(End of this chapter)