Chapter 732： Mo Shichen, I am really tired of the feeling of loving you but not being loved by you

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Mo Shichen smiled, "Ms. Chi really invited ... or did she mean it?"

"..."

Chi Huan ’s facial features are exquisite. They are nourished with a sweet temperament by love. They smile cleanly and beautifully. "Well ... I ca n’t interfere with the affairs of Grandpa Mo and Miss Wen, and I do n’t like to interfere with others. Feelings, but this dinner, I can still make the decision. "

After that, she called her servant, "Go get another pair of tableware."

"Good Miss Chi."

Chi Huan took the lily in Mo Shichen's hand, bowed his head and smelled it, and then said generously, "Sit down, I'll go and insert the flowers."

The man bowed his head and smiled.

Chi Huan spoke, and Mo Shiqian said nothing, and he had no idea at all.

Mo Shichen met with Mo Shiqian for a few seconds, and the latter returned to his seat first. The former looked down at Wen Yue and smiled harmoniously. "Will I be here to prevent you from eating?"

Wen Yi turned around at a glance at him, ignoring what he said at all.

Chi Huan quickly folded back and took his own seat.

The dining table quickly entered a ... indescribable atmosphere.

Mo Shi came modestly with a low temperament, and he didn't talk much when eating. He usually had the patience with Chi Huan to chat with her for a few words. In this case, he would not talk much. .

Wen Huan is a type that can be talked or not. It is automatically adjusted according to the situation. Just talking to Chi Huan was quite warm. After Mo Shichen sat beside her, she lowered her eyebrows and began to eat slowly.

So only the most unfamiliar Mo Shichen was chatting with Chi Huan ...

Fortunately, the social skills of these two people are very good, and they are both talkative, so even if they are not familiar, it will not cause the atmosphere to be embarrassing. From afar, it is quite harmonious and pleasant.

Mo Shichen gazed at the soup casually, with a light smile on his lips, and a low-pitched voice. "Miss Chi, can you ask a bold question?"

"Huh? You said."

He slowly said, "You were forced to leave him by my father five years ago, and then you were with him again. During this period, you haven't been with your boyfriend again. Have you been looking forward to breaking the mirror?"

"No."

His eyes narrowed narrowly, "Why?"

Chi Huan licked her lips and smiled, "Why?"

Mo Shichen ignored the bad eyes on the other side and smiled lightly, "Why not expect, and why you didn't expect it, but you waited."

Chi Huan looked at him, his gaze shifted, and he looked at Wen Rong who always bowed his head to eat.

She didn't answer, and no one spoke at the table for a while.

After half a ring, she stared at the fading mist of the noodle soup, and gently smiled and said, "I don't expect it because the reality doesn't allow me to expect it. I know current affairs, but it is just a layman who cannot escape the world. So I was really distressed and uncomfortable, but some didn't expect it to be like this ... "

The tone seemed to be unable to grasp, and continued after a short pause, "Some do not expect, have nothing to do with reality, whether reality can change, whether you are alive or not, I am no longer expecting you to fall in love Me, but ... the day I can't love you. "

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night.

The villa is very beautiful, especially in the evening, this villa with water everywhere is full of radiant beauty.

In the early winter, although there is no chill outdoors, it is still cold.

Standing on a wooden board, Wen Ye looked at the artificial stream that surrounds the villa, and the sound of water was soaring. She wore a black and white checkered coat, a slender and long body, and looked down at the quietness of her eyes.

Mo Shichen reached out and hugged her, buried her chin in her shoulder socket, and wrapped her arms tightly in her arms, asking quietly, "You don't really love me anymore?"

She didn't answer and let him hold him.

The man's fingers touched her hair, and the heat of his speech was sprayed into her cochlea, "I don't believe it, Wen Yue, except for me, you won't love any more ... what you said, you It ’s not like I love a second man. "

Her body trembled slightly.

This sentence……

This sentence is very familiar, even if she seems to have been thrown into the abyss of memory, but when he rang in her ear, she suddenly remembered it, she once wrote such a word in the diary.

Even all the feelings at that time seemed to go through her body again, out of control.

"Maybe, but I'm tired," she said quietly, her tone simple enough to be a plain statement. "Mo Shichen, I'm really tired of the feeling of loving you but not being loved by you."

Wen Zheng looked up at his handsome face. "The thought of living like that in the future, I feel that there is no hope for fun in the future."

She also said, "Let me go, okay?"

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Mo Shichen returned to the hotel alone.

The big suite was just right for two people. When only one was left, it felt empty.

He sat on the sofa, drinking bottles and glasses on the coffee table.

When the drink was a little bit more, the clear and calm thinking did not know what was disturbed, the messy voice, the picture began to flood into his mind.

Suddenly he had a cognition. Wen Yi had always loved him, but she was very indifferent. She had no hope for him since long ago, so she had no wait.

In this decade, half of her time was waiting for him to fall in love with him, and the other half was waiting for her to let him go.

Yes, she would never fall in love with another man as much as she loved him.

But probably, she won't love him as much as she loved him.

[I'm tired, Mo Shichen, I'm really tired of the feeling of loving you but not being loved by you. 】

[Let me go, okay? 】

good or not?

Good or bad?

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Mo Shiqian wants to go to work, and Chi Huan also has work to do, and Wen Yan sleeps too much the night before, and thinks too much at night. He fell asleep at two or three in the morning, so he got up late the next day, ninety Just got up.

After washing, changing clothes and going downstairs, the maid quickly hurried towards her holding an incubator.

Wen Weiwei said, "Is this my breakfast?"

The chefs and maids of Mo Shiqian's family also warmed breakfast with insulated boxes ...

"Miss Wen, this morning, a gentleman named Mo Shichen brought it over ... Mr. Mo and Miss Chi asked me to give it to you when you got up."

Mo Shichen?

She reached over to pick it up, frowning at the unknown, the man brought her breakfast?

Chasing her?

When did he catch up with this simple pursuit that was only available during his school days?

She went to the restaurant holding the insulation box, and felt that the chef and maid of Mo Shiqian ’s family had no intention to prepare her breakfast. She seemed to have to eat this ...

Unscrewing the insulation box, she held it slightly again.

This bun can be said to be more simple ...