Fang Jiamei went back to the castle alone. She hadn't come back for a long time. There was a layer of dust everywhere. It was empty and quiet.
No matter how the TV is filmed, the picture can't come out, and the kettle is broken. Fang Jiamei can't help but sweep things on the ground and cry on the table
How could that be?
Why is mo Yiheng the object of her marriage?
Why is everything so coincidental?
Why did she try to upset Fang Shaozhong, but in the end she fell into everything he had designed?
Mom What should I do?
The heart is very heavy, very helpless, and even a kind of pain.
Just as she was ready to like that man, she was given such a striking fact.
Close your eyes, Fang Jiamei let herself fall into the state of sadness.
……
The next morning, Fang Jiamei went to school as usual. Mo Yiheng didn't find her, nor did he give her a phone call or text message.
Maybe that's the man?
What kind of warmth, are deliberately deceive her.
"What's the matter, Jiamei? You don't look very well? " Chen Yinxu goes to Fang Jiamei and looks at her haggard face.
Fang Jiamei looked back at him and shook her head gently: "it's OK. I didn't sleep well."
"Nightmare again?" Chen Yinxu asked.
Speaking of this, Fang Jiamei remembers that she has not had nightmares for a long time. It seems that since she met Mo Yiheng, she has had fewer and fewer nightmares, and now she can't even do them.
And the empty feeling in my heart no longer exists.
"Jiamei?" Chen Yinxu saw that she was in a trance again. She was worried, "if you are not feeling well today, ask for leave. There is no important course in the afternoon."
Fang Jiamei was a little embarrassed, but she felt that she couldn't attend class. She nodded and left school.
At the school gate.
Before school time, it was noisy. Fang Jiamei looked along the line of sight of the girls -
not far away, Mo Yiheng was standing beside the car, dressed in a dark blue suit, slim and straight, and simply standing there was the focus of the crowd.
With its own refined temperament, many young students show the expression of flower mania.
Fang Jiamei involuntarily rolled her eyes and walked to the other side. She didn't want to see him for the moment.
Mo Yiheng saw her figure and soon caught up with her. He walked beside her in no hurry. "I've had the castle cleaned up. If you're in a bad mood, you can live there for a few days."
Fang Jiamei suddenly settled down and faced him with a small face. "You don't have to pretend that nothing has happened. I'm not angry with you. You can say what you want now, so that I can go back to work out the divorce agreement."
She doesn't understand why this man is so calm. If he likes her, shouldn't he explain to her or apologize to her?
But he hasn't contacted her since last night, and now he says to clean up the castle for her?
Is that what she meant by letting herself go?
Does he think it doesn't matter?
"Divorce agreement?" Mo Yiheng frowned slightly. Junlang's face sank down and slowly approached her. His deep eyes were pressing. "It's really wrong for me to hide you from you, but don't think about the divorce. I don't plan to get married."
He said seriously, let Fang Jiamei Leng, then sneer: "don't plan to get married, you are single all your life!"
Mo Yiheng stares at her eyebrows and her toes touch her toes. He says in a low voice, "if I'm single all my life, you won't find a partner."