Rongyan absently ate a few mouthfuls and nodded: "yes, the same as before."

"I always remember the taste you like, so I haven't cooked less for myself in recent years. I'm afraid the craft will go backward. You don't like it." Mo Xiyan himself filled a bowl of soup and drank it. What he said seemed to be intentional and unintentional.

In short, the speaker has a heart and the listener has no intention.

Rongyan ate a few mouthfuls hastily, then put down his chopsticks, picked up his napkin and wiped the corners of his lips: "I'm ready to eat, you use it slowly. Suddenly it occurred to me that there are still some things that haven't been handled, so I'll go first and come back to see you when I have time."

He stood up and wanted to leave the table. Mo Xiyan put down his chopsticks and held him. "Yan, can't you accompany me more?"

"Xiyan, I have something to deal with." He broke her hand and walked out of the restaurant.

Mo Xiyan stubbornly pulled on the back of the chair, and his lips were bitten white. Seeing that he was about to go out, she was unwilling to catch up.

"Yan, wait, I have something to give you." With that, before he could answer, she turned and rushed into the guest bedroom.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see her coming out. Rongyan couldn't bear to walk towards the guest's bedroom. The door was closed.

Through the crack of the door, he saw Mo Xiyan holding a letter in his hand, looking dull and shocked, and two lines of tears sliding down his face.

It's like turning on the tap of the sluice. It can't stop.

What happened to her?

Whose letter is it in your hand?

Rongyan was puzzled. He opened the door and flashed in. He walked slowly to her and twisted his eyebrows and asked, "what's the matter?"

Mo Xiyan trembled all over and suddenly regained consciousness. At the moment when his dull eyes were on his deep Phoenix eyes, bean big tears rolled down, and she couldn't help crying again.

Trembling, he handed the light green envelope in his hand to him, "Yan, how can you not see... How can you not see... Why do you do this to me, why?!"

She roared out of control, with a control Complaint and despair, Rongyan tightened her eyebrows, reached for the envelope, opened the envelope with slender and beautiful fingertips, took out the letter paper inside and opened it.

The next second, the letter slipped and a shocked look appeared on the handsome face.

Mo Xiyan rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly, He cried hoarsely: "Yan, why didn't you see the letter I left for you before I left? I told you that breaking up with you was all a lie. I explained in the letter that you would wait for me for four years... You said you would marry me, and I've been wearing the ring... Why did you marry someone else... Why did you treat me like this?! why? Why?!"

Rongyan had a fever in his throat and couldn't say anything. He shook his hands and slowly hugged her. His throat rolled, "Xiyan..."

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Lu silently caught a bad cold. He sat on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, blowing his nose with a paper towel and watching animation.

In the living room, paper balls and garbage were thrown everywhere, and all kinds of takeout boxes, empty boxes of instant noodles and snack bags were filled with tea tables.

Luo Anning hated iron and steel, while cleaning and educating her, "Lu silent, how did the party and the people educate you? Isn't it a bad cold? You need to make your home like a garbage dump?"

After sucking his nose, Lu silently turned his head and looked at her with a heavy nasal voice, "an Xiaoning, I failed to live up to the education of the party and the people. Since I have failed, I simply failed to live up to it."