Chapter 1535 My Cinnabar Mole (Part 8)

A cold voice sounded.

Zhou Mohan didn't know why, but he heard a restrained gentleness from it.

He raised his head and met a pair of confused and deep eyes.

The boy's chin was raised inadvertently, but his thin lips curved in a reserved manner.

The ascetic temperament exudes from the upper body, and the contradictory taste of arrogance and unruly permeates from it, making people feel that a tuft of feathers is lightly touching people's hearts.

When Chen Haoqing saw Zhou Mohan's face, the outline of the beautiful brother in his long memory became clearer.

"Beautiful brother..."

When Zhou Mohan saw Chen Haoqing, he didn't have any mood swings yet.

However, the other party's "brother" made his heart tighten.

The boy's outline merged with the child in his memory.

The same outline, but the one in front of me is an enlarged version.

In the past few years, maybe the other party didn't know him, but he knew Chen Haoqing.

From the meeting when he was a teenager, he deliberately inquired about it later.

Knowing that the other party turned out to be the son of the Chen family, he occasionally watched from a long distance a few times later, but it didn't leave him any trouble.

This elder brother's voice was different from the soft tone of the past, and it reminded him of the bitterness and hardship of that year.

And the big smile at that time, and a piece of nougat that is so sweet to the bottom of my heart.

"The nougat you gave is very delicious." Zhou Mohan smiled.

Chen Haoqing laughed when he heard the words, it was really that person.

He stood up and walked towards Zhou Mohan unsteadily.

"But since then, I have never felt sweet again..."

Chen Haoqing's words of grievance to Zhou Mohan made everyone around him seem to have seen a ghost.

Especially Mr. Zhang, he didn't expect Chen Haoqing to have a good friend here.

It's quite big to play, and if you are a brother or brother, you can play!

The mother who knew the truth had cold sweat dripping down her face.

But she knew that Zhou Mohan had just entered the building.

Why did he recognize the distinguished guest brought by Mr. Zhang in a blink of an eye?

After living in this building for many years, she can clearly see that Mr. Zhang and others are currying favor with Chen Haoqing.

Just when Chen Haoqing walked across to Zhou Mohan, he stopped.

He is tall, as tall as Zhou Mohan.

He was only sixteen years old at this time.

"You're getting shorter."

A drunken remark makes people laugh and cry.

Mr. Zhang and others saw it, got up and left one after another.

Before leaving, she naturally pulled the frightened mother out.

Only Chen Haoqing and Zhou Mohan were left in the huge room.

"How have you been all these years?" Zhou Mohan asked.

Now he has lost his original mentality of leaving.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he recalled once again his thin body and his expressionless and sad eyes.

Chen Haoqing pulled Zhou Mohan to the table and sat down.

"No, mother is dead."

This is the pain of his life.

I didn't see my mother, so I didn't have time to see her for the last time.

I don't know if she was in pain when she left.

Looking at the young man sitting beside him staring in a daze, with the suppressed sadness exuding all over his body, he reached out and patted the other's head.

When Chen Haoqing was patted on the head, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the handsome man in front of him.

He remembered very clearly what happened back then.

Because that day was his mother's death day.

He will never forget everything he experienced that day.

He was still young back then, so he didn't understand why he got out of the car and gave the other party the nougat in his hand.

Now he seems to understand.

The man in front of him back then was full of sadness, and his beautiful eyes were staring at the surroundings. He was immediately attracted by seeing it.

Even when he grows up, he still remembers those eyes.

and a beautiful face.