China Calendar, 2004, October 10th.
This was a special day.
Shen Mo was born on October 10, 1990 in the Chinese calendar.
Shen Mo woke up on the 10th day of the 10th month of the 2000th year of the Huaxia calendar. His soul had transmigrated.
Shen Mo's mother passed away on October 10th, 2010, at 6 p. m. in the Chinese calendar.
There were also two dates carved on Shen Mo's bones.
In her previous life, Shen Mo had gotten married to Wang Yuanyuan on October 10, 2019.
Shen Mo was involved in a car accident on October 10, 2020, and was separated from his wife, Wang Yuanyuan, and his unborn child forever.
October 10th was a day cursed by the devil. Life and death were controlled at will.
Shen Mo had also made the superstitious choice to slit his wrist and commit suicide on this day, wanting to return to his previous life. However, he was abandoned by the gods and Buddhas.
When he woke up in the morning, the sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to rain. Shen Mo's head was also dizzy.
For the first time, he didn't go for a run. Instead, he sat by the bed for a long time. It had already signaled to him three times, but its master ignored it. This made it very angry, so it barked twice with more strength.
Shen Mo, who was in a daze, was awakened by Quan Quan's cries. He apologized to Quan Quan, who was anxiously shaking her head outside the door,"
"I'm sorry, Huanquan. You're going to play alone today.”
With its master's permission, the circle shot out like an arrow.
Shen Mo went downstairs to have a bowl of porridge. Mary looked at him worriedly.
Uncle Fu knew what day it was. It was both the young master's birthday and the death anniversary of his biological mother. Therefore, the atmosphere in the Shen family was especially solemn on October 10th every year.
Everyone walked and spoke carefully, afraid that a small sound or a wrong word would remind the sensitive young master of his unhappy past.
That was why the Shen family never celebrated Young Master's birthday.
Shen Mo asked Selina for leave.
As usual, Jiang Yuehua would send Shen Mo a gift on this day.
This year, she had given him a famous German book, Mia.
"I heard from Shanshan that you're learning German, so I asked your second sister to buy this book. I hope you like it.”
"Thank you, Aunt Jiang, for remembering me every year.”
" We're a family. Don't be so polite. Your father remembers…"
Jiang Yuehua saw Shen Mo's expression change and did not continue the topic.
Jiang Yuehua knew that Shen Mo was not in a good mood today, so she went back after sitting for a while.
Shen Mo went upstairs and wanted to sleep, but he sat by the bed staring at the locker for a long time. Finally, he mustered up the courage to open the locker and took out the small suitcase that had not been touched in the corner of the locker for four years.
He used a towel to carefully wipe the dust off the small black suitcase, as if he was brushing away the past.
Shen Mo slowly opened the suitcase. There were a few children's clothes on it, and he took them out and placed them on the bed. At the bottom of the suitcase was a large photo frame and four small photo frames. There was a furry bear with a faded color, and a thick notebook with a light blue cover.
Shen Mo picked up the big photo frame. Lin Yaqin's smile was faint and she looked like a bookworm. There were four small photo frames, two of which were mother and son, and two of which were Shen Mo's solo photos.
Lin Yaqin was as light as a lily in the photo. When Shen Mo was young, he was expressionless and always held a teddy bear in his arms.
Shen Mo picked up the teddy bear and seemed to recall the lonely childhood of little Shen Mo, who was autistic.
The thick notebook was a little heavy, so he casually flipped to the middle. What greeted his eyes was a picture of Shen Jianquan's newspaper clippings. Shen Mo continued to flip through the notebook, and there were many pictures of Shen Jianquan in the newspaper clippings. Some were laughing happily, some were expressionless, and some were walking away.
Shen Mo suddenly became angry. He threw the laptop into the suitcase fiercely, stuffed the glasses and clothes into the suitcase, zipped it up, and threw the small suitcase into the locker.
Shen Mo sat on the bed and panted heavily.
"You stupid woman, your heart and eyes are filled with him. You waited for 10 years, but you didn't get an apology.”Shen Mo was even 100% sure that Shen Jianquan did not have any feelings for Lin Yaqin.
Shen Mo wanted to scold this pitiful and hateful woman to wake her up.
Shen Mo asked Ma Wenbo to prepare a car to go to the airport.
Shen Mo closed his eyes the entire way, and the fire in his heart started to burn crazily again.
He went to the airport and bought a plane ticket to Coconut City.
"Young Master, I'll go too," Ma Bowen said worriedly.”
"Brony, it's fine. It's very close. I'll be back in the afternoon. Go and tell Barkley not to worry.”
After getting off the plane an hour and a half later, Shen Mo looked at the unfamiliar airport in Coconut City and felt a sense of nostalgia.
He left the airport and took a taxi to Riverbrook Town. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar town and walked through the streets. Lin Yaqin had also walked through this place holding little Shen Mo's hand, Shen Mo thought.
She went to the primary school that Lin Yaqin had waited for for 10 years. She wondered if every blade of grass and tree in this school still remembered the girl from the past, her joys and sorrows, her words and deeds.
When they reached the entrance of the small courtyard where they used to live, the memories slowly came back to them. That woman who was like a lily, in this house full of flowers, repeated her voice over and over again, teaching the silent little boy to call him daddy. She held the little boy under the rose tree and counted the stars in the sky.
She brought the little boy to the hospital again and again, full of hope. She came back again and again with disappointment and exhaustion. Every day, she looked into the little boy's eyes and said,"Mommy loves you."
The current mistress of the house looked at a depressed and handsome young man standing at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time.
"Hello, may I help you?"
"Auntie, I'm sorry. I used to live here, so I came to take a look. I'll leave now.”
Looking at the lonely figure that was leaving, the hostess suddenly remembered the story about a poor mother and son that the neighbor had told her.
Shen Mo went to the flower shop and wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers. The female shopkeeper asked him what kind of flowers he wanted. Shen Mo did not know what kind of flowers Lin Yaqin liked, so he told the female shopkeeper that it was a flower used for sacrifice.
Shen Mo held a large bouquet of yellow and white chrysanthemums, asked the locals, and went to the local cemetery.
Shen Mo looked through them one by one and finally found Lin Yaqin's tombstone. It was 1.5 square meters and was very clean.
Shen Mo placed the flowers on the tombstone and sat next to her. He was not angry, hateful, or sad. His heart was very calm. Shen Mo even wanted to lie on the tombstone and sleep.
"Xiao ~ Mo…?!"
Shen Mo turned his head and looked at the man who was hugging Lily in the distance. He was so familiar with him that he could not be any more familiar with him. Four years had not changed this man at all.
Shen Mo stood up quietly and looked at Ge Junhao quietly. He said softly,""Uncle Ge, you're here."
It was as natural as when a father came home from work and said,"Daddy, you're back."
Ge Junhao looked at the child who looked 70% similar to the one before him, who had grown to his shoulders. Tears flowed out of his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The flowers fell to the ground.
"Little Mo, you're here."
It was as if her father had said," His son was back.
Shen Mo broke down instantly. He rushed over and hugged Ge Junhao tightly. He cried out in grievance,"
"Why did you only come? Why did you only come? Why don't you want me anymore? Why? What did I do wrong? Why don't you want me?”
Shen Mo was like a child who had been wronged and vented his dissatisfaction in his father's arms. He was also like an injured little beast who had escaped the hunt of a hungry wolf and the bite of a poisonous snake. He was shivering in the dark forest when he suddenly heard his mother's call.
Only crying could ease the grievance in her heart.
Ge Junhao hugged his child who had been missing for four years and sobbed."Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, we didn't abandon you. We were all looking for you and waiting for you to come home.”
The two of them hugged each other and cried without restraint.
Shen Mo was tired from crying and choked up. Embarrassed, he pressed his head against Ge Junhao's chest. Ge Junhao dotingly stroked Shen Mo's thick hair.
Ge Junhao placed the lilies beside the chrysanthemums and said some words of longing to the tombstone. Then, he held Shen Mo's hand and left.
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