Chapter 462

"What's the matter with calling so late?"

She knew Muzi well. Because of her poor family conditions and working in entertainment places, she was very understanding. If it wasn't for emergencies, she would not call Wei'an at this point to find her.

"You..." she turned to see Mo Beicheng, who was also looking at her with deep eyes.

Muzi bit his teeth, this matter, in the end or to South Joe to make a decision.

"Nanqiao, if Lu Yan was still alive, what would you do?"

There was no sound in the receiver, but the breathing suddenly became heavy.

Mo Beicheng felt that the thread in his heart had been tightened with the sudden aggravation of breathing, and the intense pain was accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

It's disgusting.

The smoke has not been smoked for a long time, and it is almost burnt out.

He simply leaned over and pinched.

Mo Beicheng is waiting for the answer. From childhood to adulthood, it's probably the most painful time for him.

He didn't sweat a little when he released the college entrance examination and promoted in the army.

He felt that the source of the thread tied to his heart was in Shen Nanqiao's hands. As long as she exerted a little force, the thread would tighten his heart and tear into countless pieces.

He couldn't help wringing his eyebrows, pursing his lips and looking out.

Screw it.

The wood son also taut not to live, "calculate, I namely casually ask, don't want to answer don't answer."

"Muzi."

Just as she was about to hang up, Nanqiao stopped her, and her voice was dumber than she had just heard.

Muzi thought distractedly, did she cry just now.

"Not the same."

give an irrelevant answer.

Muzi's experience of falling in love must be unintelligible. He asked, "what's different?"

"Lu Yan is the past, third brother is the future."

“……”

So, I still didn't answer her question just now.

She turned her head to see Mo Beicheng. He turned his face. He couldn't see clearly and didn't understand.

"Lu Yan is his first love, which is worth remembering. But he just keeps it in his heart and cherishes it. Even if he lives, the past is just the past."

She never thought about it carefully.

If Lu Yan is still alive

If today Muzi doesn't ask, she will continue to be confused about the past and the future.

"Third brother is an indispensable part of our future life."

Muzi raised his head to see Mo Beicheng. He still kept looking outside.

The next second, he got up from the sofa and walked out of the office without looking back.

Muzi

This man really turns over his face faster than he turns over his book.

On the other end of the line, Nanqiao said, "let the third brother answer the phone."

The wood son still some return but God, "he left, just left."

……

Mo Beicheng came out of Muzi's company and drove directly to the airport.

He is going to America.

If this idea was only a faint impulse when he went downstairs, then after he opened the door and got on the bus, he was only left with this idea in his mind.

He's going to America, even if it's just a distant glance.

He wanted to know if Nanjo was ok now.

It took Linjiang more than ten hours to get to Philadelphia in the United States. He got off the plane, stood on the land of the United States, and watched people with different skin around him wring their suitcases and rushing by. Only then did he realize how impulsive he had done.

When he got into a taxi and the driver asked him the address, he realized that he didn't know where Wei'an's psychological clinic was.

After listening to Nanqiao's words, he was like a 18-year-old boy. He was so excited that he came here in such a hurry!

Mo Beicheng is helpless. He is really in her hands. This time she is in the United States, and the next time she is in the Arctic, she must be willing to go there.

After waiting for a while, the driver didn't see him speak. He looked back and asked, "sir?"

"Oh," Mo Beicheng said, "go to the University of Pennsylvania."

Mo Beicheng didn't know if one person was greedy when he put another person on his mind. Even she wanted to participate in the past, but now he wants to go to the university where she once studied.

He wanted to see what Nanqiao was like.

Like ordinary college students, in their prime of life, they are carefree to make friends, fall in love and laugh freely?

Although he thought so, he thought it was impossible.

For example, Nanqiao's temperament is estimated that even among a group of carefree little girls in their early twenties, she is like a little old lady without passion.