Chapter 387： Mo Shiqian, don't be hurt for me anymore

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Chi Huan looked at her, staring blankly at her, as if she didn't understand what she said.

It's ok?

How could it be okay?

How could it be okay.

She shook her head and murmured, "What can I do? How uncomfortable he is that he doesn't love me, how painful he hates me, he really forgets me, marries another woman, what should I do? But What can I do? "

"You think about it?"

Tears wet her face, and the cold wind dries the wetness on her face again, leaving only the dry and dry tear marks, and her skin injuries make it difficult for her to pull even a few expressions.

Wen Yan's voice is not cold, but it may be too cold, so all the temperatures bring a chill, "The so-called broken mirror reunion is something that happens in TV and novels. In reality, fate and fetters are real. It ’s broken, and the two people who are moving away from each other, even if they meet again after many years, there are only wrong things. "

"Even if he knows your helplessness and knows you have no choice, he may hate his helplessness today, distressed and irritated by your choice, and even regret and unwillingness. You have missed it but it has come to pass. At that time, his wife and daughter loved him, and he had new people and new responsibilities around him, and he could n’t give you anything more—by that time, there would be only memories between you, and memories would only be memories. Representing the past, it has no power over choices that do not belong to it. "

Chi Huan looked at her and smiled lowly, "Tell me this, do you think I will regret it later?"

Wen Yan said lightly, "Women are sometimes selfish."

"I'm not noble."

"You broke up, you lost far more than him. At least he got Clod-Summer. Although he chose you between you and it, it doesn't mean that Mo Shiqian really didn't want it at all, and you ... You can deal with Rhett today, but most powerful men are not afraid of his wife. "

His wife's phone number was from Chi Huan, Wen Huan.

Wen Ye's number was to be reached from the hospital where she was previously hospitalized.

Rhode Lawrence has no status in the family, but if Mo Shichen suddenly disappeared, he would have no sense of presence in Clod-Summer. His wife still had the means to play the Playboy.

There is no better person to deal with this kind of person than his wife.

She could avoid it as Mo Shiqian said, but once she disappeared, the man would continue to find her and her troubles.

Chi Huan touched her face, and after a few minutes, she was swollen with two slaps.

She looked empty and said, "I love him, so accept his protection. If he can protect me for a lifetime, I will naturally accept it, but if not one by one."

She smiled slightly, "I haven't lived without a man."

"Are you sure, you won't regret it?"

"I'll regret it. Is there another choice?"

"You sacrificed for love today, he doesn't know anything. In the future, he sits on the power of wealth and gives everything else that I cannot give you today, will you be willing?"

"Have a good life, you won't be reconciled," she closed her eyes, turned away, her voice became a bit far away, and she looked even more faint. "I have never felt good about myself as a sacrifice, or for He is good, this is just my unilateral judgment and choice. One by one, I think, I will continue to struggle with his love. His loved ones, my friends, will be harmless. He will be more and more deeply hurt. And I can't bear that, and I can't be more fierce than Lawrence, that's all. "

And now ... she was tired.

It won't last long.

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Mo Shiqian's new injuries and old injuries were taken directly to the operating room.

Standing outside the ward was Mo Shiqian's mother and Liang Manyue. After a period of surgery, Wen Ye also appeared.

Liang Manyue has a sense of crisis for this seemingly beautiful and gentle woman who is overwhelmed by gas. "Who are you, this lady?"

Before she can answer, Madam Mu has nodded her head and said, "These should be your ladies, thank you very much for sending Shi Qian to the hospital."

Wen Zheng raised his hand, and the bodyguard outside the operating room retreated behind her.

She smiled for the first time. The smile was very light and elegant, and she pointedly said, "This is what it should be, anyway, I am also his sister-in-law."

Mrs. Mu's face changed slightly, and the look in her eyes also changed. "It was the young lady of the Lawrence family."

Wen Yi smiled slightly. "I just happened to pass by ... but this time I came to Lancheng, I also wanted to talk to him about something."

Mrs. Mu nodded. "Okay, thank you anyway."

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Mo Shiqian's surgery ended at about 00:00 that night. He didn't wake up all night. Wen Ye left after the successful end of the operation. Liang Manyue was also at 2 or 3 in the middle of the night, and Mrs. Mu said that she was rushed away go back.

Mrs. Mu originally stayed in the hospital for a while, but when Mo Shiqian recovered, she arranged hotel accommodation nearby to make her stay more comfortable.

After the situation stabilized, she returned to the hotel tiredly.

Late at night, after half past three in the morning.

Moonlight is like water, even in such cold weather, it makes people feel cold and permeating.

After Chi Huan opened the door of the ward gently, he did not open the door, but walked in by the pale silver moonlight.

The ward was quiet, quiet enough to hear the man's breathing.

She went to the bed.

The light is very dim, but it is enough to see the contours of the man's face.

The cyan scars made his face no longer look perfect, like a teenager who was injured in a fight, but in the eyes of those who liked him, he was still beautiful and unmatched.

She leaned her head down, her soft lips kissing the bruise on the corner of his eyebrows, kissed his eyes again, the tall bridge of her nose, and finally fell on the thin thin lips.

There were also big drops of tears.

With a burning temperature.

The sleeping man frowned unconsciously, but this subtle movement was covered by the dark color, and Chi Huan didn't notice it.

Her fingers stroked his outline gently, and her voice was soft, like soft feathers.

"Mo Shiqian, I'm not as fragile as you think and think."

"I promise you, I will protect myself."

"You don't get hurt for me anymore."

After a few seconds, she corrected her statement, "You don't get hurt anymore, no matter what."

"I love you."