Chapter 44

One afternoon, too many things happened. The whole afternoon Fang Mengru was even more listless. In the seminar before work, she was distracted several times and had a series of oolong. Even he Lingling began to doubt whether she was dazed by the sea of flowers at noon.

Leng MOJIN ordered a French restaurant. Their dessert is a cartoon cat shaped chocolate heart. It's too soft, small, lovely and delicious. He still remembers that Fang Mengru liked chocolate heart very much when she was a child. Ji always asked the kitchen to prepare this dessert.

Therefore, when the cat shaped chocolate heart is too soft to serve, Fang Mengru, who has been absent-minded all night, is bright in front of her eyes. She is so greedy when she was a child that she makes people love her.

"I thought, tonight, you're just going to be straight." Cold ink brocade self mocks, the charm of many years can't compare with a cake, slightly sour tone, let Fang Mengru smile.

"No, I'm a little worried, tinkling." Fang Mengru is embarrassed to explain. She is really worried about Qin Dingding's current situation. She doesn't know what happened to Ke Hanqing and her.

"You haven't changed at all." Leng MOJIN squints his eyes, and the soft, fat and chubby Fang Mengru who was 17 years ago appears in front of his eyes.

Leng MOJIN can't forget that he still can't adapt to the living environment of the Ji family after many years of living under the fence. As a result, he is often alone. Even if Ji zhanrui reaches out his hand to him, he will be lightly avoided. He never knows how to integrate into the family.

It was Fang Mengru's appearance that made him feel that if he resisted the family all the time, he would never be a member of the family. It was not that others were bad to him, but that he limited his thinking and stubbornly rejected his existence.

"Why does brother MOJIN seem to want to play with us, but you have to refuse our invitation?" Fang Mengru, as soft as a small meatball, blinks her big eyes and looks puzzled. She holds his cold hand as if she is coquettish and looking for a simple answer. At that moment, he is a little excited.

"Brother MOJIN, come after me Fang Mengru was running on the grass, laughing and smiling, which made him a little trance. The original feeling of laughing and running was so happy and simple.

"Brother MOJIN, look, there are meteors." Holding each other's hands, Fang Mengru closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she sincerely made a wish. Her serious but tender face made him have the impulse to kiss.

That year, it was Leng MOJIN's first desire to integrate into a person's life. Watching her grow up, she recorded her every twinkle and smile, and guarded her around to avoid her disturbance.

"Well? Ah, when you were a child Fang Mengru pinched her fork and faced the lovely cat's face, but she couldn't do it.

"But at that time, brother MOJIN was taking care of me!" Suddenly, Fang Mengru raised her little face and laughed sweetly. In a moment, all the flowers lost their color, leaving her alone. She was blooming quietly, not as beautiful as anything in the world.

"Xiaoru..." Leng MOJIN's right hand on the table can't help stretching forward. When he's about to hook Fang Mengru, his action is stiff. He's afraid. He's afraid that when he shows his mind, she will avoid it.

"Well? Ah! It's coming out. " Obviously, Fang Mengru is making a fork to the kitten's face. She doesn't notice Leng MOJIN's face at all. An accidental fork pierces the kitten's cheek, and the chocolate comes out.

"Xiaoru." Looking at her small mouth, cold ink brocade still didn't hold back, took her hand and said very seriously: "maybe it's not the right time for me to say this, but I hope you know that I like you for a long time."

"Well, I like brother MOJIN, too." Fang Mengru smiles sweetly, takes back the hand, looks at the intact kitten in front of Lengmo brocade table, and says softly, "don't you eat it? After a while, the sweetheart will not flow out! "

She likes him, too. Does that mean she refuses him? Leng Mo Jin felt a dull pain in her chest, and her face turned pale.

"What's the matter with you? What's wrong? " Fang Mengru felt that it was not right. She threw down her fork and ran over the table to him. The hand on Leng MOJIN's head was grasped by him, and her whole body fell into his arms in the next second.

"It's not that my brother likes my sister, do you understand?" Leng MOJIN's voice was trembling. His warm breath sprayed on her ear. At this moment, he said firmly: "Fang Mengru, I love you."

I love you, like a dream. Fang Mengru only feels hot on her face. No matter how dull she is, she also knows how ambiguous her posture is with Leng MOJIN. What's more, in the restaurant, many people look at her side frequently, and her whispering voice will be heard by her "carelessly".

"Look, look."

"Propose?"

"Oh, it's most shameful to show kindness and love to god horse in public."

"Wow, that man is so handsome, and the girls are so cute. They deserve it."

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"Brother MOJIN, can you let me go first? Everyone is watching us.... " Fang Mengru blushed and her voice became lower and lower. Even her head was falling into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you." Leng MOJIN naturally heard those people's comments, and comforted himself again and again from the bottom of his heart. After smoothing the waves, he slowly released his hand, but his eyes could not hide his passion for her."That I... " Fang Mengru's cheek is dyed with a layer of red halo. She flurried up her broken hair beside her ear, her eyes were nowhere to fall, and her little hand was clutching the tablecloth.

"I know you like Zhan Rui. I don't ask you to respond to my feelings immediately. I just hope you can think about it and give me a chance, OK?" When she comes near, the light fragrance that belongs to her makes Leng MOJIN lose his mind, but he didn't expect that she didn't push him away immediately.

Well, does that mean he still has a chance?

"Brother MOJIN, from childhood to adulthood, I have always regarded you as my brother." Things come so fast that Fang Mengru feels that she can't keep up with the development of things. If Qin Dingding were here, maybe there would not be such a scene?

"Can't I?" Leng MOJIN looks sad. He doesn't want to be a brother. He wants to stand beside her, hold her hand, protect her and see their children in groups.

"What?" Fang Mengru looked up a little puzzled, but just met his eyes. His heart was tight and he dropped his eyes.

"No one but him?" Cold ink brocade seems to murmur, eyes light rotation, but it is a god hurt.

For a moment, Fang Mengru didn't know what to say.

What on earth does she love him for? They met at a very young age.

He made her sad and tried every means to coax her back. He didn't know what love was. They were brought together by their parents.

After that, they didn't see each other for many years. When they saw each other again, what was her lust for him?

Was it Mochi who took her away, or was he worried about her face injury, or the eye contact unconsciously? What makes her heart beat and sink?

On the way home to see Fang Mengru off, Leng MOJIN glances at Fang Mengru on the co pilot's side of the eye. She is even more listless than she was at noon. Can't he stay by her side and enjoy her sweet smile?

Is she going to zhanruina tonight? Sure enough, can't you replace the person you like with him? Where on earth is he worse than Ji zhanrui? Was it just a little late to meet her? Or was it just a little late to find her?

"Tonight, thank you." Along the way, they were silent. When Leng MOJIN stopped the car, Fang Mengru relaxed. She untied her seat belt and quickly opened the door. It seemed that she was evading something.

"Xiaoru." Looking at her back, Leng MOJIN is a little flustered. He is afraid that he will lose the chance to stay by her side because of his recklessness, even if he doesn't want to be a "brother".

In the winter night, snowflakes began to drift, falling on the two people in the night. The wind swept Fang Mengru's cheek. The snow was so sudden that she could not help shivering.

The cold wind along Fang Mengru's neckline poured into her neck again and again. The sound of the collision of her teeth sounded heartbreaking. Leng MOJIN didn't even think about it. She went straight to her body and reached out to help her button her neck. Her movements and expression were gentle. For a moment, Fang Mengru didn't know what to do.

"Don't be afraid. Even if I'm your brother, I'd like to stay with you." Cold ink brocade cold not ding a soft words, with a mass of white fog said, he gently lifted her forehead broken hair, lips stick up.

At this moment, Fang Mengru thinks of Ji zhanrui. The night before, he kisses her in the same place, but it's as gentle as water. Is that why she loves him?