Hold On To Me

You Are On My Mind

When you get older, plainer, saner
When you remember all the danger we came from
Burning like embers, falling, tender
Long before the days of no surrender
Years ago and well you know

All I ever wanted was you
I'll never get to heaven
'Cause I don't know how

Let's raise a glass or two
To all the things I've lost on you
Oh Oh

Tell me are they lost on you?
Oh Oh
Just that you could cut me lose

Oh Oh
After everything I've lost on you
Is that lost on you
Oh Oh
Baby, is that lost on you?

Wishing I could see the machinations
Understand the toil of expectations in your mind
Hold me like you never lost your patience
Tell me that you love me more than hate me all the time
And you're still mine

All I ever wanted was you
Let's take a drink of heaven
This can turn around....

The singer's husky voice filled the car. Mo Yuan listen to the song with intensity.

Bai Qian, it's been seven months. Where are you? What went wrong between us?

Mo Yuan didn't know where to go....a thought came to him as he pick up his phone.

"Butler Zhen, will it be inconvenient for me to come to the family's home for dinner tonight."

"Of course not sir."

"Alright, can you notify Madame Mo for me?"

"Madame Mo is not here at the moment sir."

"Oh....did she go out somewhere?"

"No Sir, she went to visit a friend in America and won't be back until a week from now."

"I see...thank you Butler Zhen. Then I won't be over for dinner later then."

"No problem sir."

Mo Yuan felt alone as he hung up the phone.

Grandma went to America? She never mentioned that she have a friend there.

All day today he had been thinking of her. Every minute of their times spent together to when they were intimate with each other. It's like a movie that was on repeat over and over in his mind.

Nervousness, anxiety, and his heart felt pressure today. He felt that his mind is telling him something important happened to her today, but he can't seem to know what.

Frustrated at the lack of answers and explanations, Mo Yuan drove around the city.

New York....

Bai Qian is now in her own recovery room. She took a deep breath and looked at her phone. Then she slowly unlocked the screen. Her finger search for the person she was looking for....Bai Qian send her a text message.

"Madame Mo, the twins have arrived. They are healthy boys. One weight five pounds six ounces and the other five pounds seven ounces. I hope you don't mind that I named them Mo Xiao-Ming and Mo Yue-Ming.
We will await your arrival.....great grandmother."