Chapter 732

Mo Shichen smiles, "Miss Chi sincerely invites Or do you mean it? "

“……”

Chi Huan's facial features are very delicate. It's about love that nourishes a sweet temperament. He smiles clean and pretty, "mmm I can't interfere with the affairs of young master Mo and Miss Wen, and I don't like to interfere with other people's feelings. However, I can still decide this dinner. "

Then she called the servant, "go and get another pair of chopsticks."

"Good miss Chi."

Chi Huan takes over the lily in Mo's hand, lowers his head and sniffs it, then says gracefully, "please sit down, I'll go and put the flower in it."

The man nodded and smiled.

Chi Huan said something. Mo Shiqian didn't say anything, and he had no idea.

Mo Shichen and Mo Shiqian looked at each other for a few seconds, and the latter took the lead to return to the seat. The former looked down at Wen Yi and smiled harmoniously, "will I make you unable to eat here?"

Wenyi turned around at a glance, ignoring what he said.

Chi Huan soon came back and sat down separately.

The table soon entered a In an indescribable atmosphere.

Mo Shiqian's quick coming is a little talkative nature. He doesn't speak much when eating. Usually he has patience and interest with Chi Huan to chat with her. On this occasion, he doesn't talk much.

Wenyi belongs to the type of chatting but not chatting, which can be adjusted automatically according to the situation. What we just talked about with Chi Huan was very hot. After Mo Shichen sat beside her, she lowered her eyebrows and began to eat slowly.

So only the most unfamiliar ink is left. Chen and Chi Huan are talking

Fortunately, both of them have good social skills and are talkative, so even if they are not familiar with each other, they will not cause embarrassment in the atmosphere. It seems that they are harmonious and pleasant.

When Mo Chen inadvertently scooped up the soup, with a light smile on his lips, his voice was mellow and sweet, "Miss Chi, can you ask me a presumptuous question?"

"Well? You said

He said slowly, "you were forced by my father to leave him five years ago, and then you were together with him again. During this period, you didn't have a boyfriend anymore. Have you been looking forward to a reunion?"

"No."

His eyes narrowed, "why?"

Chi Huan licked his lips and smiled, "why?"

Mo Shichen ignores the bad eyes on the opposite side and smiles lightly, "why not expect, why not expect clearly, but still wait."

Chi Huan looks at him, and looks away at Wen Yi, who has been eating with his head bowed.

She didn't answer, and there was no one talking for a while at the table.

After half a sound, she stared at the gradually fading mist of noodle soup and said with a slight curl of smile, "I don't expect it, because the reality doesn't allow me to expect it, I know the current affairs, but I'm a layman who can't get rid of the secular world, so I'm actually very sad, and I'm not willing to, but some don't expect it..."

The tone is so ethereal that it seems that I can't catch it. After a pause, I continue to say, "some people don't expect it. It has nothing to do with the reality. Whether the reality can be changed or not, whether you live or not, what I expect is not that you can fall in love with me, but I can not love you that day. "

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Night.

Villa is very beautiful, especially in the evening, this villa is full of water and full of colorful beauty.

In the early winter, although it is not cold outside, it still blows cold.

Wenyi stood on the board and watched the artificial stream around the villa. The sound of the water was murmuring. She was wearing a black and white plaid coat. Her body was thin and thin, and her eyes were still.

Mo Shichen reached out and hugged her, chin buried in her shoulder socket, arm tightly encircled her, deep dumb low asked, "you really don't love me?"

She didn't answer. She let him hold her.

The man's fingers stroked her hair, and the heat of his speech was sprayed on her cochlea. "I don't believe it, Wenyi, you won't love anyone else except me You said that you will never love the second man as you love me. "

Her body quivered slightly.

This sentence

This sentence is very familiar, even if it seems that she has already thrown it into the abyss of memory, but when he rings in her ear, she suddenly remembers that she once wrote such a sentence in her diary.

Even all the feelings at that time seemed to pass through the uncontrollable again in her body.

"Maybe, but I'm tired of it," she said softly, in a tone as simple as a plain statement. "Mo Shichen, I'm really tired of loving you but not being loved by you."

Wenyi looked up at his handsome face. "When I think of living like that in the future, I feel that there is no hope or pleasure in the future."

And she said, "will you let me go?"

………………Mo Shichen returned to the hotel alone.

Such a large apartment, two people just right, only one person left, the feeling has become empty.

He sat in the sofa, on the tea table was a wine bottle and a cup, filling and drinking himself.

When he drinks a little more wine, he doesn't know what's disturbing his clear and calm thinking. The disordered sounds and pictures begin to flow into his mind.

He suddenly had a kind of cognition. All the time, Wenyi loved him, but her love was very cold. She had no extravagant hopes for him since a long time ago, so she had nothing to wait for.

In the past ten years, half of her time is waiting for him to fall in love with him, and the other half is waiting for her to let him go.

Yes, she will never fall in love with another man as she did with him.

But maybe she will not love him as much as she did.

Okay?

Good or bad?

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Mo Shiqian had to go to work, and Chi Huan had work to do. Wen Yi slept too much the day before yesterday, and had too many thoughts at night. He fell asleep at two or three o'clock in the morning, so he got up late the next day, and didn't get up until 90 o'clock.

After washing and changing clothes, the servant hurriedly trotted towards her with a heat preservation box.

Wenyi was slightly surprised. "Is this my breakfast?"

The chefs and servants of moshiqian's family also like to warm their breakfast in an incubator

"Miss Wen, this was sent by a gentleman named Mo Shichen this morning Mr. Mo and miss Chi asked me to give it to you when you get up. "

Mo Shichen?

She reached for it and frowned. The man gave her breakfast?

Chasing her?

When did he catch up with the simple pursuit of his student days?

She went to the restaurant with the incubator in her arms. She felt that the chef and servant of moshiqian's family had no intention of preparing breakfast for her again. She seemed to have to make do with this

When she unscrewed the incubator, she was stunned again.

This bun is more simple