Chapter 645

When they were hand in hand, Qian Sangsang didn't look at him. He just walked forward with his head closed. Han Mo coldly stares at two people holding hands, eyes into a sharp blade, alive want to tear the flesh to open.

Qian Sangsang had nothing else to do except walk. He just pulled Hanlin as a shield. At the beginning, when he was pulled, he was stunned for a while, and soon the person with excellent reaction came back to his senses and walked forward with the same pace as Qian Sangsang.

Even went to Han Mo's side, raised his head to see him one eye, the corner of the mouth curved a good-looking radian, slightly toward him nodded. Han Lin in the eyes with a smile, impartial and unreserved let Han Mo see clearly, that is intentional is not too much.

This is completely provocative and show off, Han Mo can see it, and Korean on the side can also see it. But she was full of surprise. How could brother Hanlin do such a thing! Han Mo's hand unconsciously tightens, hooping his own wound.

"Wait a minute!" Who is the first to sink gas, a hand hit money Sangsang's arm, forced to tighten. All four of them were staring at the hand on Qian Sangsang's arm. Han Mo also Leng Leng staring at what he did just now.

Take back the hand, Han Mo a face can't believe, as if don't know what he just did. Qian Sangsang doesn't want to worry about it. Now the most important thing is not to stay. Just want to go, let oneself pull a person to stop however footstep.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Qian Sangsang flurried, turned his head, said such a sentence with the shape of his mouth, and questioned the other side. Han Lin just like did not see the same, give each other frivolous blink, after no matter how Qian Sangsang struggle, just ignore.

Where is the opponent of Qian Sangsang's strength? He wants to leave by himself, but his hand is pulled tightly. "What else do you want to say, Xiaomo?" Han Lin frivolous smile, a false kind-hearted appearance to Han Mo said.

Han Mo looks at Qian Sangsang and ignores that person's provocation. Qian Sangsang only felt that time had passed for a long time, but it was only a few minutes. He heard the man sigh gently and slowly, "is this your reply?"

With disappointment and helplessness in the tone, Qian Sangsang knows. If one's own reply comes out, there will be no room for the relationship to turn around. She looked up at the man in front of her. The man was staring at him with deep feeling in his eyes.

"Yes, that's my answer." No, it's not my response, "I admit I used to like you, but now I've fallen in love with other people." I always like you, no matter now and in the future I will not fall in love with other people.

With these words, Qian Sangsang only felt that his heart had been dripping blood. But I didn't flinch because of this. I just stare at the person in front of me and see how he will react. Will he be angry or sad.

To Qian Sangsang's surprise, these two eyes are not reflected in Han Mo's body. His eyes were as calm as water. Compared with just now, he didn't look like a person. Han Mo, who had no sorrow or joy, sighed for a long time.

"I see." Hearing this, Qian Sangsang was stunned. The man's voice was very calm, but the routine reply was, "Hey, you must be better to him."

Han Lin didn't expect that Han Mo would say such a sentence. He was stunned for a moment and then nodded. Qian Sangsang doesn't dare to see Han Mo's face any more. He pulls Han Lin and leaves. No matter what kind of reaction that person will make, it has nothing to do with him in the future.

"Brother Han Mo, let's go back." For a long time after Qian Sangsang left, Han Mo still stood in the same place, maintaining a posture. Korean witnessed everything and did not dare to dissuade. Looking at the colder and colder day, I couldn't help coming forward and persuading him.

By such a touch, Han Mo is like an unstable top. It was hanging on the last breath, wobbling. All of a sudden, Korean only looked at Han Mo's body swaying twice, and then fell to one side without warning.

"Brother Han Mo!" Korean was shocked and his voice echoed in the woods. Unfortunately, Qian Sangsang and Han Lin went to the cave. She couldn't hear them at all. Otherwise, no matter what eye or foreknowledge, all in Qian Sangsang's heart is not as important as Han mo.

Seven days have passed since that day. Han Lin hasn't been back home since then, while Han Mo keeps himself in the room. No one can come in except Korean for occasional meals. He recalled in his mind the words of the man, and could not hear the falsehood.

Yes, I really care about my brother. Maybe I've been in love with you for a long time. Maybe I'll play chess with you, don't think so much

Han Mo is in a daze, a pain in the head. Because staying in the house is not the way. Korean is good at persuading people to come out, and it's good to bask in the sun outside the house. The whole world seems to have changed, Han Mo thought.

Only Korean and Han's mother are enthusiastic about themselves. After all, they lost their fiancee because they were hurt. But Han's father's change was unexpected even though he broke his head.

One day, the man came to his side with a straight face. Moreover, in the hand is also carrying a chessboard. Don't speak, Han Mo know what meaning, but don't bother to talk."You boy, I have to do it!" He pulled face money to come, that person ungrateful appearance let Han father angry face quite red. In the light of the fact that the person is injured and doesn't want to start, he finally gives this ignorant boy a violent chestnut.

I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. If I lose my fiancee, the relationship between father and son is much better. Han Mo bored today, is still in addition to eat is to sleep, and then is spent playing chess with his father.

"If you don't go, I'll help you go. Hurry up." Han Mo is impatient. How long has he been thinking about this move. It's time to have a stick of incense after money calculation. At my father's level, it's useless to consider another stick of incense.

Han's father hesitated with a chess piece in his hand. All said father and son, son should be like Lao Tzu. But these two sons don't know how they grow up. One is not good at chess, the other is not. Before and Han Lin did not win even if, Han Mo himself can not win.

Not our chess is good, but yours is too bad. Han Mo guess all guess out that person's mind, but in the heart think of words didn't say export. If you annoy that person, you have to make two sets.

"Pop." I'll go down here. Han's father lost his son as he spoke. This is under your own, Han Mo heart happy, face unlimited. Gently raised his hand, in a grid down a pen.

"Well, I'll leave this piece of chess