In the afternoon, Si Yiyan came to Mo's house to pick up Wen Xinya and played a few games of chess with Mr. Mo.
Si Yiyan was an excellent chess player, and he fought against Mr. Mo's black and white chess pieces without falling behind at all. The two played a drum game evenly, but Mr. Mo still had some unfinished ideas.
Afterward, he stared at the chessboard and sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"
Si Jiu's attainments in the art of chess were already above his.
A game of chess must be played happily, but it must be equal to his strength. It must not lose to him and let him see the clues, but it must not beat him and make him face trouble. It can be said that it is well-intentioned and spent on these calculations. The energy spent on it is much more than the time spent on playing chess.
As a student in the past, Si Jiu would not play chess with him so "carefully"!
This attitude only started after he and Xinya got engaged.
It can be seen that he already regards himself as Xinya's fiancé, regards himself as the son-in-law of the Mo family, and regards him as an elder who needs to be pleased.
The speed of changing and adapting to this role is a bit too fast.
This made Mr. Mo very unhappy.
There is always a feeling that the granddaughter will soon become the Si family.
On the way back, Wen Xinya said regretfully: "I originally wanted Grandpa Du to take your pulse, but who knew that Grandpa Du was so concerned about his little grandson that he left right after lunch."
Si Yiyan's old illness is now under full control. There is no serious problem and it has not relapsed for several years.
The treatment ended as early as two years ago, but his illness lasted too long and there was no way to cure it. Over the years, Wen Xin Ya's medicinal dietary conditioning has not stopped.
Si Yiyan looked at her helplessly: "Wen Xin Ya!"
"Um?"
Wen Xinya raised her eyes and looked at him with some confusion.
Si Yiyan gently rubbed her hair: "Having endless worries every day will make me, my fiancé, very unreliable."
As soon as the acquisition battle of TK Group came to an end, she began to worry about Mr. Mo's health. Mr. Mo's body was fine, and she was worried about his body. He should have thought carefully about these things for her, so that she had nothing to worry about. No worries.
But, obviously he didn't do it.
His girl should have been peaceful and peaceful in this world!
However, he tolerated her and was surrounded by conspiracy and power-hungry.
He is a winner in the world, but in front of her, he will always be a loser.
Wen Xinya blinked at Si Yiyan and asked playfully: "Really? Why don't I feel this way?" After saying that, she looked at Si Yiyan up and down, her eyes showing admiration for him, as if He is her belief, and she is his most devout believer: "Tell me, should I call you Ninth Master Xia Si, or should I call you Rex, or should I just call you Lucifer?"
Ninth Master Xia Si, Rex, Lucifer—
No matter which title is used, it represents a symbol of authority.
It is an honorific title given to him in different fields, representing his noble and unparalleled status.
How could such a man be unreliable
He was just too reliable, so he was willing to put aside his sharp edge and frivolousness for her. From a man with a distinguished position, aloof and manipulative, he became an ordinary man who loved her and protected her.
"Wen Xinya, I regret it!" Si Yiyan's voice was hoarse, and he gently lifted her chin, and gently stroked her eyebrows with his fingers.
These eyebrows have gone through vicissitudes of life, experienced despair and pain, and have to be strong and strong!
It is the indelible trace left behind by the short and miserable life in the previous life.
It is also him who has indelible regrets and regrets for the second generation.
"Regret? Don't be joking. You are Si Yiyan. In my heart, you are a man like a god. In my eyes, you are omnipotent. Every decision you make, every decision you make , you have never made any mistakes, how could you have such regrets?”
Wen Xinya looked at him and couldn't help but laugh.
"As long as you are human, you will have regrets and regrets, and I am no exception." In his deep eyes, complex emotions were like undercurrents.
He wanted to be like a man, acting as a protector, always standing in front of her, protecting her from wind and rain, fighting for her on the battlefield, sweeping away all obstacles for her, and letting her be like a delicate flower, always in his palm. bloom.
However, from the moment he met her in this life, he had already lost his qualifications.
Wen Xinya joked: "I suddenly felt that I needed to look up to ordinary gods in my heart. Suddenly I fell off the altar and became grounded."
Wen Xinya looked at the obscure, complicated, dark, and turbulent emotions in his eyes. She didn't know why, but she couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Wen Xin Ya, I'm sorry!" He whispered.
To him, it was a belated apology.
I'm sorry that I wasn't able to meet her, fall in love with her, and then protect her under my wings during the most beautiful time of her life in my previous life, so that she could avoid a lifetime of misery.
I'm sorry that I couldn't appear in front of her when she was in the most embarrassing situation in the previous life, pull her up, save her from the most unbearable situation, and protect her from pain under his wings.
In the end, she returned to the starting point with her painful past.
Carrying the life of the second generation, she must be strong, take revenge, have her own life, and take her life into her own hands.
Therefore, she will not try to completely entrust her life to anyone, including him!
But he did not participate or interfere with her qualifications and position.
Wen Wenya's eyes flickered, and she pretended to be dissatisfied: "Why are you sorry to me all of a sudden? You haven't done anything to feel sorry for me." Suddenly she opened her eyes wide and stared at Si Yiyan: "You can't Did you really do something to feel sorry for me?”
Wen Xinya couldn't understand Si Yiyan's eyes.
However, I just feel sad.
She didn't understand the tumbling regret in Si Yiyan's eyes, let alone what the turbulent regret in his eyes meant.
However, she knew that it must be related to her.
Si Yiyan probably knows more and more about the past life!
Si Yiyan laughed softly: "In your opinion, what is the thing that really makes you sorry?"
In just a moment, he calmed down the inner demons that suddenly burst out, almost uncontrollably, and returned to his original, calm and calm appearance.
It seemed as if the complicated and difficult emotions he had kept secret just now were just her illusion.
Wen Wenya felt distressed for no reason, and she pretended to laugh and curse: "First, he cheated on me, second, he was having an affair with another woman behind my back, and third, he made me unhappy."
Si Yiyan, your deep love for me in this life has eliminated the pain and suffering of my previous life; holding my arms has eliminated the frivolity and sorrow of my previous life; your helping hand has been unparalleled in my life.
But I was miserable in my last life.
In the end, I’ll let you carry the burden for me!