He stood there blankly, not knowing how to answer. Liangchen didn't seem to want his answer at all, and walked to Xie Zhiwu's room on his own. Mo Jingyao didn't stop for a moment, lifted his foot and followed.
In the room, the beautiful scenery that ran up first was already sitting in arms with a not small exquisite box.
Liangchen opened the box lightly, Mo Jingyao leaned forward, and froze in place with only one glance.
That is a box full of rings.
"When Xie Xiaowu is in a bad mood, he will go to the mall to buy a ring." Liangchen touched the box, her voice was low, "I asked her why, she did a very embarrassing thing many years ago. She had the courage to ask for a ring, but others refused to give it. From then on, she knew that she could only buy what she wanted."
Mo Jingyao stretched out his hand in a daze, and touched the rings tremblingly, "These... all of them?"
"Of course." Meijing nodded seriously.
Liangchen glanced at him, "Like the person who refuses to buy her a ring, she also knows the meaning of receiving a ring, and how can she ask for others at will."
"Don't worry, you should know which side I am on. I don't want to blame you as a son. I just want to tell you that you better think about what you want. You don't have to think about your past. I can guess what it will look like. She won’t hit the south wall or look back. You can be as unfeeling as you are."
As he said, a serious little man suddenly dropped his head, "Xie Xiaowu was hurt too deeply by you. If you still don't want her, then walk away. I am confident that I can take good care of her. , I don’t mind finding someone who treats her as nice as me someday in the future. If you change your attention now and think she is not bad, then please work harder and let her forgive you."
"I never changed my mind." Mo Jingyao smiled bitterly, "I wanted her before, but I had to suppress myself desperately. Now I finally don't have to worry about it anymore. I still want her, but she doesn't want me. Your mother is the one You know what temperament you are. To be honest, I'm really not sure to save her heart."
Mei Jing obediently collected the box and sat quietly next to her brother. Liang Chen looked at Mo Jingyao with a somewhat lonely look, and suddenly asked him, "Do you know why, can Mei and Mei recognize you at a glance?"
Is it blood relationship? Mo Jingyao thought, is such a vague concept enough to make them recognize each other? No, in fact, he also knows that the reason Liangchen and Meijing recognize him is because she never wanted to hide it.
As if understanding his thoughts, Liangchen nodded to himself, "Xie Xiaowu never thought of hiding from us. We are not like children from other single-parent families. Although we have not seen them before, we knew from the beginning that Dad is Who. In order to let us know you and remember you, she even put a picture of you on our bedside."
Mo Jingyao was stunned when he heard the words.
"Grandma said Ma Ma left in a hurry back then, and she didn't have time to say hello, but remember to bring your photo."
Mei Jing fluttered with her big eyes and told Mo Jingyao, Liang Chen immediately agreed, "The thing she likes to do most is to coax us to sleep. I always thought that when we fell asleep, she would go back to the room, but one time she woke up in the middle of the night. , She was holding your photo in a trance. At that moment, I seemed to understand suddenly, not to hide your existence, to give us your photo, to coax us to sleep, it was just an excuse for her to look at your photo freely. ."
"Of course, I don’t think Xie Xiaowu’s thoughts are complicated. It’s just her subconscious behavior. In her subconscious, she always puts you in a very special place, and she stubbornly refuses to admit it, even if you No matter how sorry she is, she can't let go of you."
"So, what did you just say? Restore it?" Liangchen sighed, "I can guarantee that the only thing in this world that you will never need to do is to restore her heart."
"Because since she was as young as me, you have taken root in her heart."
After leaving Xie's house, Mo Jingyao drove around the city several times.
He needs time, he needs to sort out his messy thoughts, he needs to think about good times and beautiful scenery, and he needs to do something for their future.
However, after a few circles, he couldn't think of anything except Xie Zhiwu's charming face.
Subconsciously, he drove to the mall where he had separated from her before.
Mo Jingyao did not expect such a coincidence. As soon as his car stopped, he saw Xie Zhiwu walking out of the mall with a bag. He almost immediately took off his seat belt and prepared to go forward to pick her up. Unexpectedly, when he opened the car door, Yan Hui jumped out from one side, and took the things in her hand with a smile on his face.
Their movements were natural and smooth, as if they were so familiar that they had experienced it thousands of times. At that moment, Mo Jingyao stood by the car, an emotion called jealousy crazily eroded his heart.
She was smiling, even at such a distance, her smile still dazzled his eyes. He is not reconciled, not reconciled that such a smile is no longer blooming for him, not reconciled to let go of her hand like this, not reconciled to let her throw into the embrace of others.
Liang Chen was a little wrong, what kind of person Xie Zhiwu is. Even if she loves him again in her heart, and loses her pride and self-esteem for so many years, it is enough to support her never looking at him again.
She is so stubborn, stubborn makes people feel distressed.
When his consciousness recovered, Mo Jingyao realized that he was already standing in front of them. She looked at him, cold, without a hint of temperature.
It turned out that it was such a feeling to be looked at by such a gaze.
If he had known it earlier, would he treat her better and better
No, he thought that even if he had the opportunity to do it again, he would still make the same choice. His love cannot be a reason to hurt her.
"Is there any time, I want to talk to you."
Mo Jingyao's voice was slightly low, and Yan returned to listen, patted Xie Zhiwu's shoulder, and stood aside with things in his hands.
Xie Zhiwu twisted her eyebrows, and asked in surprise, "What can we talk about?"
What is there to talk about? In fact, he didn't know why he could be so cheeky to beg her to talk to him.
"I... have a lot to say." Mo Jingyao said bitterly, "Find a place to sit."
"No need." Xie Zhiwu replied decisively, "Yan Hui is still waiting for me, and I don't think there are many things to talk about between us. Did you forget? I said that I didn't want to talk to you privately. Too much contact."
Her tone was cold, with a slight impatience. Mo Jingyao looked at her in silence for a long time, and finally bowed his head in resignation, "Well, then, I only have one question."
He plucked up his courage and met her eyes again, "A Wu, can you give me another chance?" (to be continued) (end of this chapter)