Chapter 1,261: That Was His Most Profound Memory

Before Yuan Yuan could refuse, her father had already spoken.

His hand pointed to the stone steps not far away, and there seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The first time I saw your mother was at that place, on that stone step. I was running on the playground, and your mother was sitting there with a pen in her hand. I didn't know she was writing. She was still drawing. When I looked up at her, she happened to be looking at me. She smiled at me, as if she had something to say, but I ignored her and went out through another exit of the playground. "

Yuan Yuan curled her lips and smiled, seeming to have listened to what her father said.

"Mom must have liked you very much at that time." He said with a smile, looking at his father's face, he found a rare happy smile on his face, as if he had returned to his youth.

Mo Yixuan continued: "Later on, I saw your mother every time I ran or played here in the evening. She was still the same as when I first met her, holding a notebook and drawing something. Twice I thought I walked over and said a few words to her, but in the end I didn’t go over. Your mother never came down the stone steps, nor did she come over to say hello.”

Yuan Yuan said, "Mom is drawing you, dad..." Although Yuan Yuan is still a young boy, he has read many literary works and can guess what his parents were thinking at that time. It was the budding stage of love, Mom I must have a crush on my father, so I always secretly sit there and draw pictures of him.

Yuan Yuan looked at those stone steps and could think of the scene at that time.

At that time, my mother must have been very young, just a 20-year-old girl. Because she loved a boy, she didn't dare to confess or pursue her, so she came to the playground on time every day just to draw a portrait of the boy she liked. .

Mo Yixuan nodded and said, "Yes, your mother has been secretly drawing pictures of me. She has drawn many, many pictures, and she has drawn two drawing books."

After saying this, the tears in Mo Yixuan's eyes faded a little, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc, showing that kind of happy smile.

He paused and then said: "Yes, your mother seemed to be bolder later. She started to send me gifts and sent them to the apartment where I lived. At first, she sent some food, biscuits, cakes and the like. The snacks are all packed in beautiful paper boxes, which she made by herself. Later, she would give me some clothes, such as her scarves, shirts..."

Mo Yixuan talked about the most profound memory in his life, and it was also a period of time that he would never forget.

Yuan Yuan laughed speechlessly.

He really wanted to say that he was only 12 years old, and his father shouldn't have told him that such a relationship between a man and a woman would lead to him being ruined.

"Dad... No matter what, mom will not regret the things she has done. Don't feel sad either." Yuan Yuan suddenly understood why her mother would rather marry Uncle Ye than marry her father. Maybe it's because the more you give, the greater the hurt you get, and because Dad gained so much and lost so much, he can't let go.

Mo Yixuan didn't say any more, but those memories came to his mind more and more clearly. Those experiences that he once didn't care about now have become the most precious time in his life.

(End of Volume 6)