Chapter 724： Why are girls crying?

I suddenly understood that there is no right and wrong in Mo Yuanlian's heart. He doesn't care about anything. He just wants to be happy from beginning to end. Such a man is too casual, and if he is too casual, he will easily cause trouble, let alone pity. heart of.

He himself said that he had no compassion.

I deliberately said: "Sir, this is not right, because between us...I'm just a little servant."

He repeated my words and asked: "Little servant?"

I lied and said casually: "Yes, I am the same as everyone else in this villa. I am just a servant who serves my husband, and my husband is a noble person, let's talk about me..."

I want to say that I am married, but the man next to me suddenly interrupted me and said in a low voice: "Identity is just a restraint for people. People with heaven and earth in their hearts don't care."

"Mister wants to say that he has heaven and earth in his heart?"

Mo Yuan Lian asked me, "Do I mean that?"

Suddenly he said in a melancholy voice: "Identity is just a kind of restraint to restrain people. Am I right? When I said something I didn’t care about, I still wanted to be A person worthy of her status, although everything I have now is in vain because of her marrying as a mistress, but I do not regret it, at least in these years...what have I gained?"

Mo Yuanlian's eyes looked at me with unusual hesitation.

The bottom of my heart trembled so much because of his words, it was pity that I felt wronged for him, but there was no pity from Sihao.

What Mo Yuanlian needs is never mercy.

I was speechless, and met his gaze in silence. He thought for a while and said distressedly: "I seem to have got something, and it doesn't seem to be, but at least... I seem to be able to guard him without her knowledge. Own power."

Such a humble Mo Yuanlian...

Wrong, it is the humble cloud.

The Mo Yuanlian in front of him is Yunyi, even if he is targeting everyone in the world, but in his heart... Whether it is Mo Yuanlian or Yunyi, he is thinking of me alone.

And without my knowledge.

I didn't quite understand his emotions, at most because I had a crush on his slight empathy.

But now...

When I stood in front of him as a stranger and gradually understood him, now my heart is more depressed and even at a loss when listening to what he said.

How can I be remembered by him for fourteen years?

How can I become the girl he likes?

How can I become his faith? !

Eyes were sour and sour, Mo Yuanlian looked strange and asked me, "Why are you crying? Is it because I bite too hard?"

I cry because I pity him.

I really pity my brother Yuan Lian very much.

I don't want him to live alone in this world. I want to be his relatives, even if they are relatives he doesn't need, I want to stay with him in this capacity.

I cried bitterly, "Yes, Mr. bite too hard."

He sighed, "Why are girls crying."

"Sir, girls love to cry."

Mo Yuanlian looked at me with unbelieving eyes, "Really?"

He squatted down and pulled away my short sleeves, where the bite marks were deep. He pulled me up and said, "Let me go."

I followed Mo Yuanlian back to his bedroom. He found the medical kit and wiped the blood around the bite mark for me. After the treatment was cleaned, he put on the bandage for me. The bite mark was too big and one bandage was not enough. Yuan Lian frowned and stared at my shoulder for a while and said, "How can I bite so wide?"

There was hesitation in his eyes.

He always seemed to hesitate about something.

Mo Yuanlian put another band-aid on me, and finally he relaxed his eyebrows when he saw that the bite marks were completely covered.

I got up and said thank you for leaving.

He left me and said, "Watch TV with me for a while."

"Oh, I will turn on the TV for my husband."

I got up and turned on the TV. Then I came back and sat naturally next to Mo Yuanlian. He picked up the remote control beside the sofa and adjusted a station that played cartoons. Then I put the remote control down and watched the TV silently. I remembered When he was at his house last time, it seemed that he was also broadcasting a cartoon channel.

Does this man like to watch cartoons?

I was puzzled, but didn't dare to ask Mo Yuanlian.

Five minutes later, the cartoon ended and the commercial started. Mo Yuanlian rubbed his head and said, "I have a headache."

I hurriedly asked: "Sir, do you have some medicine?"

He shook his head and said: "I often have headaches. The scene of meeting Shi'er and I grew up in my mind. I don't know if it is a dream or what is going on... The more I think about it, the more my spirit will explode."

His memory...

Mo Yuanlian remembered once.

I boldly guess that he remembers everything.

It's just that I can't remember my appearance, or think of the scenes we met in Wucheng as my own dreams.

Mo Yuanlian kept rubbing his head, and when it didn't work, he began to tap his head. I hurriedly got up and poured him a cup of hot water and handed it to him. He suddenly raised his head and looked at me, his eyes full of light. Bloody and absolutely cold, he curled his lips coldly and said: "Why are you in my room?"