Chapter 4809 Passing by (2)

It’s time to be content.

Evening Star didn't move for a long time, until her legs went numb, and then she stood up by leaning on the tree trunk.

She solemnly put the earrings into her innermost pocket, filled in the excavated soil, turned around and followed the original path out of the villa area.

Wanxing came here by motorcycle and rented a car, which was fast and convenient. She didn't know how to drive.

She put on her helmet and gloves, started the car and rode back the way she came.

Coming out of Baijia Villa Area Avenue, there are two roads to choose from, leading to different urban areas.

Wanxing's motorcycle turned out of the intersection on the left, and at the intersection on the right, a black car came speeding towards -

Mo Yaochen turned the steering wheel and drove very fast, all the way to the villa area.

He parked the car casually at the door, opened the door and got out of the car without turning off the engine or locking it.

Unlike Bei Wanxing who used a safety rope to climb in, Mo Yaochen kicked open the rusty door and walked in majestically.

He came all the way to a small villa. Apparently he came here often and was already very familiar with it.

Every time he couldn't sleep, he would come here, the place where Noble Zaoyue had lived for more than 20 years.

Mo Yaochen bent down and pushed open the utility room door at the bottom.

There was a musty smell, but he didn't seem to notice it and leaned in.

The utility room was already very small, and Mo Yaochen's tall figure made the space even more cramped. The furnishings inside were very simple, with two small beds, two small benches, and an old wooden desk.

The sheets had been chewed by rats and had many holes, and the large area was so dark that it was hard to look at it at a glance.

Mo Yaochen sat down on the edge of one of the beds.

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

The burning sparks faintly illuminated the room. Mo Yaochen put his hands on his knees and silently puffed out smoke rings.

His eyes swept across the tattered walls——

Occasionally, you can see characters engraved on the wall, including the characters "night", "star", and some "sun".

A smile appeared on Mo Yaochen's lips, "People are ugly, and the things they draw are even uglier."

That stupid woman used to live here and draw on the wall every night when she had nothing to do?

He could almost imagine her crossing her legs and raising her head to carve words on the wall.

After Mo Yaochen finished smoking a cigarette, he reached out and picked up the diary under the bed that he had read countless times.

The writing inside is still very childish and crooked, and there are many typos——

"My name is Bei Wanxing. I am nine years old this year. My wish is to grow up quickly, work hard to make money, take my mother out of here, and not let anyone beat us. I want to buy many beautiful clothes for my mother. Buy

Give mom the most delicious food so she won’t hide under the quilt and cry secretly at night.”

"I don't know why grandpa doesn't like me and never lets me go to the study room to play. My brothers and sisters can go there. My mother said that grandpa didn't do it on purpose. He was unhappy because he was in a bad mood. I really want to ask grandpa if I

If you give him a pat on the back and sing to him every day, will grandpa be happier?"

"Today I went to sing to grandpa, but grandpa got angry for some reason and asked my sister to beat me with a whip..."

Mo Yaochen stopped reading and closed the diary with a snap.

He clenched his hands and lit another cigarette.

The flickering sparks illuminated the scarlet color in his eyes.

He has read this diary countless times, but has never been able to finish it.

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Sydney City Mental Hospital.
Chapter completed!