Chapter 2401

Xinle tilted his head slightly, listening to his sarcastic words.

Ridicule!

That's right. It's sarcasm.

Xinle doesn't know, where does he come from to ridicule her?

"Doctor Mo, we were married. I thought doctor Mo didn't remember." Xinle with a smile, is still a light word, finish, she turned decisively.

Mo Lu Su clenched her hands tightly, her words were light, but in Mo Lu Su's ears, they were sharp tools, which hurt her deeply.

He knew what Xinle meant. When he got married, he used her. Because she was shuianluo's roommate, he married her.

Xinle left the hospital and took a taxi at the door.

The snow outside was bigger than last night. She saw the man standing in front of the hospital, but she quickly took back her eyes.

Because she didn't know what Mo Lu was going to do?

But no matter what he does, they can only become the past.

Mo Lu Su's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Xinle's car leave.

Is the matter between him and Xinle over?

No, only he knows, can't pass, can't pass forever!

In the past six months, what he saw when he came home was her figure, and what he saw in the office was the shadow of the lunch box she put on the table. Even though he had been rejecting it before, now he knows that it's hard to pass. There is a kind of past that will never pass.

For example, he and Xinle.

Perhaps because of the understanding, Mo Lu Su's mind is not so heavy, he slightly raised his lips, and then turned back to the ward.

Xinle starts to pack up when she gets back to her residence. She lives in a single apartment with one bedroom and one living room. In a city like a, even such a house costs three or four thousand yuan a month. If the salary of Chu's hospital is not higher than that of other hospitals, she estimates that she will eat dirt every month. Maybe it's a good choice to go back to her hometown.

When Xinle is packing up, Shui Anluo sends a message in the group, asking whether Xinle is off work, whether she is going to the hospital, and whether she wants to bring her dinner.

Xinle stops to clean up, sits on the sofa and begins to return her message.

[Xinle: I went home from work and was packing.

Shui Anluo: don't you go home next Wednesday? So fast?

Xinle: I've transferred to next Thursday and Friday at the weekend, so I'll clean up when I have time.

Qiao Yaran: I said, you just go home for a new year. How many things do you have to clean up? 】

Xinle

Sure enough, Qiao yaruan is as sharp as ever.

Xinle looks back at one box after another in the corner of her wall. This time, she wants to send all the boxes she can send. Even if she comes back years later, she will probably go through the resignation procedures.

Xinle: what do you know? Girls come home with a lot of things.

Qiao Yaran: bah, last time you came out of whose house, you didn't see many things. 】

Xinle

It's not only sharp, it's also heartfelt.

Xinle made a heart piercing expression in the past.

: Xin Le: old iron, tied up, and compensated for me by signing your husband's old fellow's signature personal belongings.

Qiao Yaran: give me to you, his most personal thing.

Xinle: tut Tut, I'm as thick skinned as ever. I hate that. 】

Shui Anluo sits on the sofa and looks at wechat, while Yu's mother is tidying up her lunch box and saying that the food must be eaten while it's hot. You can't go to the hospital without even going home.

The topic of Xinle has changed without any trace.

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