Chapter 778

Wenyi is wearing the thickest coat, thick warm boots and umbrella to go out.

It doesn't rain very much. It's just that it's cold, especially in this season.

As she walked, she could not help complaining. It was cold to wear more clothes on such a cold day when she came out of the heating. She was really tired of this man.

There is always a lamp standing high outside the gate of the villa. The range of the light circle is larger than that of the row of lamps in the garden. It is dim and quiet. Even the floating rain can be seen clearly.

Mo Shichen was a little tired from standing. His tall body was leaning on the car body. The light fell on him like a cold soft light, and his hair was wet.

When she went there with an umbrella, the man was lighting a cigarette, which was inconvenient, but after the lighter was lit several times, it was still lit as expected.

Smoke swirled around his handsome face.

From the visual point of view, aestheticism, but on touch, there is only one word, cold.

Wenyi opens the door. The man who is smoking and delirious hears the noise. He looks up at her and picks up the tip of his brow. Then his eyes squint. His thin lips smile. He doesn't take the initiative to walk by. He just looks at her walking towards him.

She was dressed in a calf long overcoat, thick cotton boots for the winter, a rice white scarf around her neck, and short hair flying. She dressed up to keep out the cold and was rather bloated.

When she came to her, Mo Shichen looked down at the red tip of her nose and asked in a hoarse voice, "is it cold?"

When he got closer, Wenyi could see the thin water trace on his black coat, and his face was cool and sexy in the cold wind and warm light. His eyes looked at her as if she was the only one in his eyes.

With the handle of her umbrella in her hand, she said softly and coolly, "my mother asked me to ask you to leave. Don't fall ill in front of my house, unlucky."

He smiled, holding a cigarette in one hand. "No."

Wenyi looked at him for a moment. "You're not leaving, are you?"

He still smiled and shook his head.

"Well then."

She didn't have any mood to return, and then turned around to go back.

To be exact, she really went back.

There is no movement behind the man, the only thing he can feel is that he is staring at her for a moment.

Until Wenyi entered the door, he did not speak.

She stood still and turned to look at him.

Mo Shichen was still standing there, quiet and careless. Looking at her deep eyes, she seemed to have a shallow star. Maybe the rain fell into his eyes and was reflected by the light. She always held a cigarette and watched her.

She held the umbrella tightly. At this moment, she was really in love.

Even if it's an illusion, it's still a feeling.

Woman, what a shallow creature.

Mo Shichen still raised his feet and went to her, whispering in a warm voice, "it's very cold, let's go in."

She asked him, "does it make sense?"

"Love is meaningless."

"What if my mother forgives you? I won't like you any more."

"That's another thing."

"Well," she said, looking at him faintly, "whatever you want."

After that, he turned around and walked away. He brought the door with him. This time, he didn't look back.

While Mo Shichen watched her back through the iron gate and went to the depth of the villa until it disappeared.

This is Wynn 's impression recently. When she saw him alone for the first time, she was not molested by his frivolous sex. In the past, he must take the opportunity to have a kiss. He would never let go of the chance to get into bed.

He never misses the cheap price.

During the whole process, he didn't touch one of her hair, and the reason was obvious. He was all wet and cold.

In fact, he also wanted to. Of course, he was so cold that every nerve was numb because of the cold rain. But she looked warm and soft. How much coldness could be dispelled with a hug.

But not just not.

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Wenmu asked her the next morning, "what did you say to him last night? How did I hear that he left this morning?"

Wenyi drooped his eyes, took up the milk, and lowered his eyes. "Xiaozhi was moved by reason, but he didn't listen. What can I do? I can't bring him in to rest in our house. Then we are so bullied."

Mother Wen said nothing in the end.

Wenyi felt that her heart was really calm, and no longer set off any ripples for him. Even when she remembered, there would be some unknown emotions under her consciousness, but that could not affect her emotions any more.

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Mo Shichen is ill as he wishes. It's very difficult for him to think whether he has a cold or not.

He called her and said, "would you like to come and see me? I can also see Shen Yu by the way."

She didn't hesitate. "Okay."

After she easily agreed, the man was silent, probably thinking that she would avoid him like a snake or a scorpion, and would probably find an excuse to refuse. He hooked his lips, "did I create an opportunity for you to see Shen Yu?""I should go to see you when you are in hospital. After all, I'm still a man who cherishes his life."

"Well," he said in a hoarse voice peculiar to his illness, "I'll wait for you."

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Wenyi went to the hospital as expected, and went to see Mo Shichen first.

She knocked on the door and went in. He was sitting on the hospital bed, staring at the notebook on the table. When he thought, he seemed more severe than usual, and he was very focused. Even when she went in, it took a few seconds for him to respond.

Wenyi picked up the eyebrow, "and work hard. Are you just a common cold?"

"Ordinary little cold, isn't it worth your visit?"

She put down her bag, sat down by the way, and casually replied, "it's all the same."

Mo Shichen squints his eyes. The bottom of his eyes is dark. Is it the same for her whether he is seriously ill or has a small cold.

Her make-up is clean, and her lips are painted with a very daily light Dousha color. It's very gentle. I don't know if it's because of the make-up or whether she really has a good rest. The whole person looks very good.

She still sat with her shoulders straight and smiled at him, "since I'm in hospital, don't let myself rest for a few days?"

Mo Shichen looked into her eyes. "Miss Wen doesn't seem to come to see the doctor."

He's already making a statement.

"What did you say in Shenyu ward yesterday? It's over. You won't pester me again. "

No, he didn't want to promise at all, but it was just a plan to slow down.

But of course he wouldn't say that.

Mo Shichen didn't reply, waiting for her later.

"I thought for a long time last night," she said quietly with her red lips pursed. "I used to think you liked me a little, so I would like to be with you, and I've been waiting for the day when you said you love me, but the time is over. I can give you the answer to the question you asked me to think about last night downstairs of my apartment."

Because even if it was an illusion, she felt a little loved.

So she can also think about it.