Outside pouring rain, as if has penetrated into song Yixue's heart, let her cold to shiver.
In fact, before taking Mo Yuhan to Los Angeles, song Yixue did not imagine that she would love him as much as she does now.
After all, she just didn't want to have a happy time at the beginning of the day. She wanted to see their family fall apart.
However, during the past few months with Mo Yuhan, song Yixue really found that he was a very attractive man.
Even if he lost his memory, he still kept his cool and noble temperament and his inherent aura.
He is very talented. No matter what problems he faces, he can always think of solutions at the first time.
Even if there is no contact with things, as long as a little time and space for him, he can master and use it skillfully.
This should also prove the saying that genius is genius. No matter where we go, we can't change this fact.
Moreover, Mo Yuhan is indeed a business genius. Even in such a small place, he can make business more and more prosperous.
His charm is like a fire that can't be contained. It's burning, illuminating everyone's heart.
When song Yixue enjoys all this, she is also worried that he will leave.
"Achuan, in fact, even if you cheat me, it doesn't matter. As long as I hear you say these words, I will be very happy."
Song Yixue's tone is mixed with pleading, which makes people feel that she is also very poor.
"A Xue, you also know my temperament. Go out and take care of yourself. Drink more water and don't get heatstroke."
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Song Yixue still has some expectations, whether Mo Yuhan will change a little.
But her expectations were not met.
"Tomorrow is still to be busy, each early rest."
"Wait, achuan, I have something to tell you."
Song Yixue felt that he had just called Mo Yuhan. He had not said a few words. He was anxious to end the call, and felt very sad.
"Tell me." Mo Yuhan said absentmindedly, looking out of the window all the time.
"Those guests won't keep pestering you when I'm away, will they?"
Song Yixue has been worried about this problem.
With her there, those guests did not dare to be too bold. At most, they looked at Mo Yuhan from a distance, or boldly put up a few words. They didn't dare to do anything.
But if they are not there, who knows if they will have the courage to contact Mo Yuhan.
"You worry too much. I have discretion." The tone of Mo Yuhan's reply is still very cold, without any ups and downs.
"I know you always have a sense of propriety. I'm just too nervous and care about you. Achuan, I really love you."
Song Yixue once again confessed to Mo Yuhan affectionately. In the lonely night, these words should have been very exciting.
But I don't know why, when Mo Yuhan heard song Yixue's words, he didn't have any waves in his heart and would not be happy.
Once, Mo Yuhan was wondering whether it was because he had known song Yixue for a long time, so he was not excited at all and was used to hearing love words.
Because the old husband and wife on the island are the same, like holding the right hand with the left hand, there is no feeling.
"Achuan, I know you should be very tired now, but I still want you to be the same as before, and say you love me, you miss me, OK?" Song Yixue continued to plead, "you used to talk to me about love very often. Every time you make me blush, but now you don't tell me, you can tell me again, so that I can feel at ease, OK?"
Song Yixue knows that Mo Yuhan is not the kind of person who really does not understand the amorous feelings. In the past, when he was facing the beginning of the time, he did not mention how gentle he was, and his love words were also said from time to time.
But now he can't remember the beginning of the time, and she is mo Yuhan's wife. He should transfer this love to her head.
"A Xue, it's not early. I have a rest. I'll wait until you come back. Good night."
After Mo Yuhan finished, he almost didn't give song Yixue another chance to say a word, and ended the call directly.
Song Yixue's whole heart was cold, and felt her self-esteem was heavily trampled on the ground.
Why, why is this?
She is so good to Mo Yuhan. Why is she so indifferent to her?
Is she unworthy of his care and love?
Song Yixue tightly holds the hot mobile phone, tears raging in her eyes.
Once people have feelings, they will begin to become fragile. Song Yixue has done many things before, but now she is sad for Mo Yuhan.
It's no use wiping the back of her hand against the falling tears. Song Yixue sniffs and decides to go back to Los Angeles earlier.
She can't wait like this. She can't wait for Mo Yuhan to fall in love with herself all her life.She must take the initiative to attack, so that Mo Yuhan this life can not leave themselves, she wants him to truly become her man.
After making up her mind, song Yixue went back to bed, while Mo Yuhan in Los Angeles continued to sit by the window.
He thought carefully about his attitude towards song Yixue. It was indeed a little cold.
Because anyway, she is his wife and she has lived with him for several months. She should not be sad.
But every time song Yixue says these words, Mo Yuhan's subconscious will want to avoid this topic.
It's not that I haven't thought of saying something against my heart, but I can't say it. It seems that I'm stuck in my mouth.
Mo Yuhan does not want to force himself, can only let himself try to be better to song Yixue.
After closing the window, Mo Yuhan drew the curtain and went back to bed to rest.