Chapter 785： Is it related to me?

Chapter 785 Is it related to me?

Wen Ran glanced at him, pressed the answer button, and gave a faint "hello".

Mo Xiuchen leaned into the chair with his long body, put his hands on his legs at will, his slender fingers slightly bent, and his eyebrows were a lazy look.

Not wanting to be heard by him, Wen Ran deliberately held the phone with his left hand and placed it on her left ear. Her voice fell off, and Cheng Jia’s questioning voice came from the phone: "Wen Ran, are you with Xiuchen?"

When Wen Ran pressed the answer button, he guessed that Cheng Jia made this call for Mo Xiuchen.

Sure enough, as she thought.

She gently pressed her lips, her voice was calm and indifferent: "Cheng Jia, are you too boring? I'm at work and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"Wen Ran, you can't lie to me. Xiu Chen returned to China, but didn't go home, not even in G city. You said, is he with you. Where did you go?"

"I am too lazy to care about you."

After Wen Ran finished speaking, she was about to hang up, but Cheng Jia’s threatening words floated into her ears through the radio waves, her voice cursingly sharp: "Wen Ran, don’t forget, you swore a poisonous oath. If he breaks his oath, he will die."

The last two words, she has a very strong tone.

The words were heard in Wen Ran's ears, and the words were like steel needles pierced in the apex of her heart. Her body became stiff, and the strength of her mobile phone was suddenly tightened.

Fair and delicate face, there was also a hint of abnormal paleness. Next to him, Mo Xiuchen's beautiful eyebrows lightly frowned, Ru Tan's deep eyes flashed with worry, and his thin lips tightened.

He didn't know what Cheng Jia said to Wen Ran, but from her expression, it was definitely not a good thing.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness condensed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and he secretly guessed in his heart, what would Cheng Jia say to Wen Ran?

If you guessed correctly, it might be related to him. Although Wen Ran only glanced at him when he answered the phone, he sat upright and looked straight ahead.

But he felt her suddenly sadness, and his heart tightened uncontrollably.

Mo Xiuchen sat next to him, there were many things that Wen Ran couldn't say.

She pressed her lips tightly, suppressed the turbulent emotions, and said coldly: "I don't need to remind you what I do, Cheng Jia, if you have the ability, don't call me. "

After finishing speaking, she stopped giving Cheng Jia a chance to clamor, and immediately hung up the phone.

In the closed compartment, there is a moment of silence.

Wen Ran squeezed the phone's hand tightly, undiminished in strength, her delicate and delicate face was covered with an abnormal paleness. Although the sadness that enveloped her eyebrows was faint, she could see the heart of the person next to her. tight.

"Of course, what did Cheng Jia tell you?"

In the passenger seat, Mo Xiuchen stared at her for a while, breaking the silence.

He leaned forward slightly in the seat, his eyes were gentle and concerned, but he didn't know that the more he was like this, the more sad Wen Ran was in his heart.

She can't control her heart, knowing she shouldn't be entangled with him anymore, but she can't help being attracted by him.

She doesn’t know if others will obey the oath. But she had taken a good poisonous oath, sworn by all the relatives she cared about, she couldn't afford such a heavy price.

Taking a deep breath, when she turned her head to look at Mo Xiuchen, the sadness between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared, and her eyes were calm and indifferent. However, her voice was not as gentle and soft as before, but with A trace of alienation: "I have something to do. I can't accompany you to familiarize yourself with City C today. You can continue to use the car and return it to me when you leave. I wish you a pleasant stay in City C."

"Ran Ran!"

Wen Ran turned around and pulled the car door to get out of the car, his right arm was buckled by Mo Xiuchen.

In the summer weather, she was dressed in thin clothes, and the temperature of his palm penetrated into her skin through her thin fabric, and her heart was suffocated suddenly.

The body was also stiff at that moment.

She didn't dare to turn her head to look at his eyes, she just pressed her lips stubbornly, her eyes looking forward like water, she didn't know where to stop without focus.

Next to him, Mo Xiuchen leaned forward, Rutan's deep eyes fixed on her tightly, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice sounded low and magnetically: "Of course, can you tell me what Cheng Jia said to you? ?"

Wen Ran shook his head and looked into the lens.

"Is it related to me."

Mo Xiuchen saw that she was reluctant to say, he answered for her himself.

Wen Ran still didn't speak, but the sadness in his heart spread into the limbs, and penetrated into every cell of his body.

How could she tell him that Cheng Jia used his life as a threat, asking her to abandon him, and even swearing...

"Of course, I know that you have many things hidden from me. The photo on the screensaver of your phone is a group photo of us. This means that our relationship in the past was very close. Of course..."

"Stop talking about it."

Wen Ran suddenly interrupted Mo Xiuchen's words. She turned her head and watched his eyes glittering. She was trying her best to control her emotions, but her voice still couldn't keep calm.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen's face changed slightly, she felt a pain in her heart again, sucked her nose heavily, slowed down her tone and said, "Xiuchen, don't ask me about it, and don't come to me again."

"Why?"

Mo Xiuchen's face changed, and he stared at her closely.

"There is no why, even if we have had something, it has been, and now, we have nothing to do with each other. I am sorry, Xiuchen."

Wen Ran dropped this sentence, shook his hand, pulled the door to get out of the car, and ran into the apartment.

Mo Xiuchen did not chase.

He was stung by the tears in her eyes. He couldn't tell why, but when he saw her sad and sad, his heart felt painful.

She said ‘Xiu Chen’ with a deep sorrow. It seemed that she still loved him deeply, but there was no possibility of being together in her life. The kind of pain caused him to feel heartache.

But, he still can't remember the past.

Looking at Wen Ran's back disappearing from his sight, Mo Xiuchen's thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line, hesitated, and then got out of the car.

Locked the car door, he took the key into the apartment, went upstairs, and rang the doorbell.

No one opened the door for a long time, his face changed, and he took out his cell phone and dialed a Wen Ran number. A few seconds later, her voice came from the house, choked: "Hey."

"Of course, open the door, I won't do anything to you, just return the car key to you."

Mo Xiuchen frowned lightly, and said gently.

He knew that Wen Ran would not tell him the reason, and he would go back to G City to find Cheng Jia.

Originally, he was not so anxious that he wanted to know his past from others. He wanted to follow his own heart based on his own feelings.

Ran, seeing Wen Ran's sadness just now, seeing her tears, he suddenly didn't want to wait.

He wants to know as soon as possible what has happened in the past, why he obviously feels the gentleman inside the door, and the person who stayed by his side in those days is Cheng Jia.

(End of this chapter)