He has made up his mind to marry Lu Feng, and it is inevitable to separate him from him.
"Let go of me, Mu Beicheng, you can't always be so overbearing..." I wanted to make my voice sound more determined, but the vocal cords couldn't stop shaking.
This man, it took her so hard to refuse...
"Xiaoguo!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
Mo Xiaoguo's figure was stretched straight.
He didn't look immediately, but slowly looked towards Mu Beicheng. The deep undercurrent in his eyes made her feel sad.
Slowly, she raised her hand and stiffly broke the big palm that fell on her small face.
Tears flickered, but he called out, "Lu Feng, help me..."
Mu Beicheng was shocked, his eyes were so dark that no trace of light could be seen.
Lu Feng worried that Mo Xiaoguo was wronged, and quickly stepped forward, "Brother-in-law, you let go, you scared her!"
Mu Beicheng is a proud man.
Stalker, he has never been able to do it.
The stiff fingers slid down from her face inch by inch.
Turning around, he cast his sharp gaze at Lu Feng, his thin lips lifted, and he said coldly, "Give me a reason."
Simple six words, as rigid as a stone.
Why do you still ask for marriage if you don’t love it
Mo Xiaoguo couldn't understand, but Lu Feng understood.
His eyes flickered, he stretched out his hand to hold Mo Xiaoguo, and protectively embraced her behind him before returning to Mu Beicheng, "No matter what the reason, I will make her happy."
"Happiness?" He sneered. What about happiness when marrying a man with other women in his heart
but…
This is her choice!
Since she is willing, since she can't wait, why should he be this villain who exposes beautiful lies
"Brother-in-law, since I have proposed to Xiaoguo, in the future... I will treat her sincerely." Lu Feng was as solemn as a promise. He glanced at Mo Xiaoguo, then turned his gaze to Mu Beicheng, "This is my promise. I will never break my promise, let alone dissolve the engagement like my brother-in-law!"
Mu Beicheng pursed his lips, silently.
Looking down, the hands that they held closely and cuddled together were extremely dazzling.
His eyes tightened, and he turned around arrogantly.
I have always been sensible and unrestrained when it comes to feelings. Why do I have to keep my breath now
Just because of her, Mo Xiaoguo
Do not! To Mo Xiaoguo, this is not love! I just want to make up for it!
He told himself this time and time again.
He stepped into the room and never looked back.
Back, stiff and arrogant. Indifferent as if there were only two strangers standing outside the door.
"Bah—" With a loud noise, the door was closed from the inside, mercilessly.
Mo Xiaoguo shook slightly, only to feel that the sound was like a muffled thump, hitting her chest heavily, causing her to breathe hard due to the pain.
Lu Feng stooped to take her luggage and tightened her hand, "Let's go."
After a while, she nodded blankly, followed him away, trying to resist the urge to turn back.
…
On the small note on the short table, only four short words were written, "Thank you, goodbye."
Mu Beicheng glanced at it, stretched out his hand to tear it to pieces, and threw it into the trash can. It seems that this can tear up all the traces she left.
That night.
Mo Xiaoguo lay on the bed tossing and unable to fall asleep, until the early morning, still not sleepy. She simply sat up, leaned against the bedside and took a professional book.
In fact, it is also chaos.
Frustrated and planned to close the book, the phone ringing suddenly rang.
At this point, the ring tone appeared unusually abrupt. She was startled, stretched out her hand to fetch the phone from under the bed, and seeing the number displayed on it, she missed a beat in her heart.
Fingers stiffened on the screen, some did not dare to move.
It's Mu Beicheng...
At this point, why did he call himself
The finger lingered on the hang-up button for a while, and finally, the phone was still uncontrollably put to the ear to answer.
"Go downstairs."
Before she could speak first, his voice had already come from that end.
It is not a negotiating tone, but a command that is not tolerable.
Is he downstairs
Mo Xiaoguo squeezed the phone tightly, "It's late now, I'm already asleep."
"Then I come up?"
The question is completely threatening.
"Don't!" Mo Xiaoguo refused immediately.
"..." Mu Beicheng remained silent for a while, as if waiting for her answer. She bit her lower lip, frustrated and compromised, "Wait for me, I'll get down right away. But... I only have two minutes."
Mu Beicheng did not return to her, but cut off the phone cleanly.
A monotonous "beep-" sound came from that end, and Mo Xiaoguo only felt his heart heavy.
After sighing, she lifted the quilt and slid off the bed.
Putting on his shirt again, he walked out of the house lightly.
…
The night is already very deep.
Tonight, there is not a single star, and even the moon is hidden in the clouds and never appeared.
In the entire community, only a few scattered street lights persisted there. In another half an hour, even the street lights will be turned off.
Mo Xiaoguo came out of the apartment building and saw him from a distance.
He was leaning against the Hummer.
It seems to be smoking, the sparks are extinguished between the long fingers, flickering.
For no reason, she felt a touch of sorrow and grief in her heart.
This is the first time she has seen him smoke since she has worked with him for so long.
Slowly approaching, just standing on the side of the car avoiding suspicion, "Is there something wrong?"
Hearing her voice, Mu Beicheng turned around. The smoke was extinguished by him in the trash can on the side.
Seeing her deliberately staying away, his eyes became colder, "Stand over."
"Just say it."
"I don't have much patience." His tone was flat, but the momentum was so unreasonable.
Mo Xiaoguo's hand grabbed the handle of the car, glanced at him, and it took him a long time to walk over.
Only when he approached, Mu Beicheng reached out and hugged her in his arms. His cool cheeks were buried in her hair.
The warm temperature entangled her, making her heart tremble. He drank, and his breath was full of intoxicating taste of alcohol.
"Mu Beicheng..." she whispered his name contradictory.
Knowing that this was wrong, but being held in this way by him, she couldn't help but want to indulge...
"you've been drinking?"
"Why do you agree to him?" he asked suddenly, his voice gloomy.
She tightened her hand on her side, bit her lip, and said, "I love him..."
Mu Beicheng stretched out his hand to pick up her jaw, letting her eyes meet his own.
In the dead of night, his eyes were slightly drunk, dangerous and intoxicating. It was like a magical vortex there, as if only one glance was about to take her mind away.
She was sincerely afraid of the feeling of losing control, she wanted to turn her face away, but he held it so hard that she couldn't move.
"Look at my eyes, and repeat what you said just now!" He was aloof, with a strong attitude.
This made her feel very oppressed, and even breathing became difficult. He blinked, blinked away the tears in his eyes, but said: "You go back, we will not have any more intersections in the future..."
Try to speak calmly and calmly in your own words. The hand hanging to his side was clenched tightly and shivered slightly. Even the tip of the nose faintly felt sour.
Mu Beicheng's eyes tightened, and he condensed her heavily, and the hand on her waist couldn't help tightening.
"Mo Xiaoguo, have you ever asked yourself if you really love Lu Feng?"
She was shocked.
She had never doubted this answer before. However, recently, she began to ask herself over and over again.
If you really love, why can't you accept his deeper kiss? However, Mu Beicheng's kiss can easily make her addicted.
If true love, why can't there be further development? Now in this society, girls like her and good boyfriends have been living together in an endless stream.
If true love, why did she want to run away at the moment he proposed to marry him
Before waiting for her answer, he raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you sure?"
"No, I'm pretty sure." She opened her mouth and raised her head, but said insincerely, "I love him very much. I happily agreed to his marriage proposal. If it's not love, I can't find any other reason. "
The rare ease also froze on his face at this moment.
As if a bucket of cold water was poured, his face sank.
"From now on... Stop entanglement, we should all return to our own life track." She looked at his eyes with firm eyes, not allowing herself to flash even a little bit, "I like the feeling of being with Lu Feng. , As for the president, you..."
She deliberately used the term'President'.
"Miss Lu really loves you. Since you already have a marriage contract, I hope you can keep your promise like a man."
She deliberately said something decisively, not giving two people even the slightest amount of space.
They are not originally from the same world, so why should he worry so many people for himself
Mu Beicheng looked at her heavily, and even his breathing became heavy. The eyes were so deep that Mo Xiaoguo could not see what he was thinking at the moment.
Next second...
He suddenly lifted her face, kissed wildly, and fell off unexpectedly.
She stared in astonishment, and instinctively grasped his sleeve tightly.
He kissed passionately and eagerly, as if to touch her soul; but he also kissed sadly and decisively, like the last time...
the last time…
This should really be the last time...
Thinking of this, my eyes suddenly became moist and misted unconsciously.
Her resisting hands suddenly lost strength, and she only allowed him to bite like this presumptuously. She even opened her lips slightly, allowing him to intrude even deeper.
Her non-resistance made him more excited. The long legs took a step closer and pressed her to the body, kissing her more closely, almost suffocating each other.
Lingering, lingering, but full of unstoppable sadness...
A kiss finally ended.
Under the dim light, there were shallow tears on her face.
Mu Beicheng stared at her solemnly, his eyes as dark as tonight's night, leaving no trace of light.
"Mo Xiaoguo." He whispered her name, and in the dark night, his voice was so suppressed that it changed a little bit. The finger landed on her swollen lips that had been kissed, and paused for a while, and then she spoke slowly and gloomily: "I will complete you. From now on, we are completely over..."
That is...
There will be no more entanglement.
At any point, there will be no more!
She shuddered and clenched her lower lip.
Without waiting for her to say anything, he has already pushed her away from his arms resolutely, pulled the car door and bent in.
The car, all the way into the darkness...
In the end, even the taillights of the car disappeared completely.
Standing there blankly, she watched him disappear little by little...
On his lips, there was still a breath that belonged to him.
His last words kept circling in his mind, drilling into her heart like a screw, forcing her tears to come out.
Everything, has not had time to start, but it is over...
She should feel relieved to get rid of the entanglement, but why... she felt more heavier in her heart
My heart, as if something was taken away by someone, empty and painful...