After washing and changing clothes, Wenyi calls yesran to have breakfast in the restaurant downstairs. After the three eat together, Moshen goes to deal with the things he needs to deal with. As an acquaintance, Wenyi takes yesran to play in the nearby scenic spots.

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Two days later, father Li was buried.

It's cloudy and windy.

Li qianrui's father and daughter don't have many relatives, and they don't often communicate with each other. The nephew mentioned by the nurse before was also ignorant, but because there was a character like Mo Shichen, all kinds of ghosts and gods came running here.

Side by side to hope that the ink when Chen to give some benefits, the best way to a person to rise to heaven.

But who is moshchen? He looks gentle and gentle. He knows a little about him. He has a hard heart. When he wants to, he can be generous to everyone. When he doesn't want to, he can't get any money from him.

All the people who want to rub up the benefits basically don't need his words. A cold look is enough to frighten them to dare not speak more, and then they leave in a gray way.

In the afternoon, the people in the cemetery left one after another. No matter whether it was sunny or rainy, the sky was heavy.

Li qianrui and Mo are standing one by one.

Mo Shichen looked at the black and white remains on the tombstone, and after a long silence, he still opened a faint cavity, "Qian Rui, I'm gone."

Li qianrui did not look back at him and asked in a trembling voice, "Li Ru, I ask you the last question Have you ever loved me? "

Men are silent.

"Even if it's just a little Do you have one? "

He is still light, "even if there is, this little bit does not make any sense."

Li qianrui closed her eyes and tears fell down Even if it's just a little bit, it's the biggest significance of my five years. "

All her time, energy, emotion, hope, sadness and joy for five years were given to him alone.

She even lost her father for it.

If a little love can not be changed, it is more cruel than a dream.

Mo Shichen's eyes fell on the thin shoulder of a woman. Although she had been shot before, her father and her father took care of her. All kinds of nutrition were added to her. Her body did not lose any more. But in this short month, the whole person lost a lot of weight and looked haggard and dim.

She lost her lover, her father and her body and mind.

It's hard to tell if it's because she's a little more responsible for her selfish greed or because he's a little more responsible for his fickle decision-making.

He lowered his eyelids and said only the two simplest words, "goodbye."

Then he took back his sight and turned away.

I walked about two meters.

"I forgot to tell you, Li Ru, I will not ask for the house and money, and I will find the work myself..." Her voice went down, and she said difficultly, "anyway, the money that saved you originally came from Wenyi......"

Mo Shichen did not turn back.

"These five years are precious to me. Although you have only half a year to be conscious, this half a year is the happiest half of my life. I don't regret it or feel it's lost, so I don't need your compensation."

After a long time, the man quietly replied to her, "do you need to be your business? If you don't, you can deal with it yourself. If I don't, it's my business. You shot me. I don't want to take away the debt left here, so I will."

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At 7 p.m., Jiang Cheng's flight to Paris took off on time. Ten hours later, Mo Shichen and Wen Yi returned to Paris.

The episode of Li Fu's death from jumping off the building didn't affect the feelings they had established before. On the contrary, when Mo Shichen dealt with the aftermath, he even solved the problems left by his feelings with Li qianrui.

Although Wenyi didn't say it before, it really solved a knot in her heart.

She doesn't have to worry about whether the woman under Mo's modest house arrest will suddenly emerge as a time bomb. Without this mustard, Wenyi's heart has opened up a lot, and their feelings are no longer as stagnant as before. Although they can't make rapid progress with their temperament, the gap has been eliminated. Even Kangding and wenhanye have the same feeling The relationship is on the right track.

Of course, Wenyi thinks so.

They will gradually get better and better in the future, so that's it.

After Mo Shichen came back from Jiangcheng, he treated her better than before. Soon, even the whole circle they were in knew that the couple, who had been in a row of troubles, had a magical reunion after their separation, and they were like glue again.

It even became a positive case of family marriage.

Even if Mo Shichen did not formally say love, he could not deny that this relationship is the taste of love.

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One night, after the bed was tangled up, he touched her hair with his fingers, his low voice suddenly opened up, and asked a more sudden question, "madam, you are very happy to be your wife recently, why not..." Shall we have a child at this time? "Children

These two words are a thorn, which has been stuck in her heart for many years. When she doesn't mention them, it seems to have gone deep. But when she mentions them, it still hurts.

She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, pressed her lips and asked, "are you in a hurry to have a baby?"

He lowered his head and kissed her on the brow. "I'm not worried. I just think it's good to have a child."

She was silent for a long time, did not directly refuse this matter, only gently said, "let me think about it."

She doesn't want children yet, she is not prepared for them psychologically, and they are together for a short time - even Chi Huan said that she doesn't want children for the time being, she needs two people's world even more when they are separated for too long, let alone they.

She is not so steady with Mo Shichen.

The man well, thin lips rolling kiss her cheek, lips, chin.

When it comes to the topic of children, Wenyi lost sleep that night, which is not insomnia. After **** she went to sleep with a worry, but woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare.

She breathed fast, with cold sweat on her back, until she snuggled into the man's arms, the real body temperature and her familiar breath barely dispelled the blood and cold in her dream, and her fingers holding his nightgown slowly released.

She had been lying on him for a long time. She wanted to continue sleeping, but felt uncomfortable in her heart, even in her body. So she wanted to get up and go to the next bedroom to take a shower, wash her sticky cold sweat and worry.

As soon as I sat up, the blue light from the mobile screen was on in the quiet and dark bedroom.

It's Mo Shichen's cell phone, on the other side of his sleep.

His cell phone is silent before going to bed.