Probably, if we can delay it for one day, we can spend one day together.
How could she be ruthless and decisive unless absolutely necessary
She tugged at her red lips and smiled, but there was no hint of a smile. Her voice was just long and long, and the time was just too long to make the mutual torture last longer.
Since you love him so much and are so reluctant to let go, why did you choose to break up with him? Nothing is impossible.
Why must you choose to break up
Chi Huan smiled awkwardly.
She stood up from her chair and walked to the window.
Maybe because I'm realistic
She looked out the window. It was already dark, with only lights left. There were already many people involved in the accident. His sister, his best brother, and he himself would not stop, and more people would be injured. , I don’t have much, but he still has a lot. My feelings can’t bear such a weight, and neither can I. And is it worth it
Why isn't it worth it
When I was chasing you, I often said I love you. Now that I think about it, I just said it easily because I was young and didn’t know how to love. Mo Shiqian is the opposite of me, even if it’s just to tell a lie to coax people. , he never told me, I love you, probably because he knew too well what these three words meant.
Chi Huan turned around, facing away from the glass window, with a dull smile on his face. Sometimes what people are attached to is attachment itself. It is not worth the effort and pain. You will know when you let go. In fact, it's nothing more than that. How can there be such love? If you think about it, you'll figure it out. Once you figure it out, it's nothing.
Mo Xigu listened to her quietly.
At the end, he asked in a low and hoarse voice, are you talking about you to me, or is he to you
Maybe, all of them.
She wasn't very persistent at first, but even she couldn't explain how much love it meant.
Even true love is not worth risking your life.
Besides, maybe it's not even love.
Mrs. Mo flew back to Lancheng the next morning.
Chi Huan stayed in Mo Xigu's ward all night.
She was ready to leave after saying that, but Mo Xigu asked her, where are you going to go back to
She frowned and said nothing.
He added, since you used me as a reason to dump him, isn't it too unconvincing to just leave like this
He has selfish motives, she understands, and he also knows that she understands.
You have said everything that needs to be said, and I understand everything that needs to be understood. There is no need to think that this is being used. Even if it is being used, it will not cause any harm to me.
Secretary Mo Xigu temporarily moved a sofa in, and she lay on the sofa and slept for half the night.
Because she had been unable to sleep most of the night.
I checked my phone from time to time, but there were no calls related to that man on my phone.
After he left, he didn't call her again or send her a text message.
It seemed like he would disappear from her life from now on.
After dawn, before Mo Xigu woke up, she quietly left the ward.
Standing at the door of the hospital, she paused.
It was still too early, and it was late winter. Even in the morning, there were no people around.
The dark blue morning light was deserted and quiet.
The ground was wet, and the few dead leaves on the trees seemed to be dripping with water.
She vaguely remembered, waking up and sleeping, that it rained heavily last night.
She stood at the door of the hospital, suddenly not knowing what to do.
All the strength in his body seemed to be gone.
She looked up at the gloomy sky that was still depressed.
Is Mo Shiqian awake now, or still sleeping
Did he go home last night
Did you sleep well
Or will he be so angry and unable to sleep because of her
Will he hate her? Probably not. For someone like him, only deep love will give rise to bone-crushing hatred.
He might not even hate Lawrence, let alone her.
She took a deep breath and walked down the stairs aimlessly.
There are parking areas at both ends of the hospital's lower floors.
She was about to catch a car and go back to the famous mansion No. 10. Maybe she didn't sleep, or she didn't sleep well. She felt like her body was filled with lead, and it was so heavy that her spirit was only tired.
Go back and take a nap, I'm too tired.
Before I even reached the taxi stand on the side of the road, the driver's door of a car suddenly opened.
A tall man wearing black clothes and black trousers walked out.
Chi Huan sensed something for no reason. She stopped and looked sideways.
When he saw his cold and handsome face clearly, he couldn't help but his eyes trembled.
Mo Shiqian.
She could conclude with almost no thought that he didn't come so early, he didn't leave all night.
The morning air still carries the chill of late winter and the coolness of last night's rain.
The air is cold, but also very clean.
He was wearing a black coat, tall and straight, and his deep eyes stared at her silently, calm, but also like stagnant water that no one could disturb.
After a while, Chi Huan heard his own voice, and there was a fine tremor in the stiff depths. Why are you here
She thought that if he left, he would never come back.
His eyes fell on her, as if she was the only one in the world.
It's actually pretty bland, just too focused.
The man said calmly, "Waiting for you."
She murmured again and asked, why
Even she herself didn't know why, what exactly she was asking.
Maybe she was just confused and confused, so she asked.
But Mo Shiqian still answered, I think, because I love you.
Chi Huan looked at him blankly, with no expression on his face.
Because the wind was so cold, it paralyzed her facial nerves, leaving her expressionless.
But she clearly felt that something in her body was completely crushed by these words.
She finally overcame her greed and was determined to brainwash herself repeatedly.
She also kept telling herself that Mo Shiqian actually didn't love her, and she wouldn't hurt him too deeply, because she couldn't hurt him too deeply.
Just like when Liang Manyue and Tang Yueze were ambiguous, he said calmly and coldly -
She stepped back, no, no, don't say that, Mo Shiqian, that's not the case.
When Mo Shiqian saw her retreating, his pupils shrank, he stepped forward with two long steps, put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head and kissed her lips, stopping her from repeating what she didn't know she had finished. .
Chi Huan wanted to struggle, but was completely weak in his arms.
Mo Shiqian circled her waist and pressed her against the car.
Guster got wet last night but dried off again.
He held half of Chi Huan's face in his palm with one hand and fixed her head.
The man's breath enveloped her, drowning out all her breath. If you want to break up, I promise you.