C76 Observed Valentine's Day

The night before Qiao Mo was discharged, Xiao Yan stood alone in the corridor of the hospital. His mood was heavy as he took out a cigarette from his pack of cigarettes. Just as he was about to light it up, the long finger holding the lighter paused.

In the end, he put the cigarette back into the box.

I promised Jomo I wouldn't smoke.

He went to the attending doctor's office and asked about Jomo's recent condition.

The attending physician sincerely said to Xiao Yan, "Since the patient doesn't want to think about those unpleasant things, then why did Mr Xiao force the patient to think about them? Besides, Mrs. Xiao wasn't losing her memories, and it wasn't like she couldn't remember the past. She just didn't want to talk about it. Isn't that good? Let the past be the past, holding on to the present is the right thing to do. "

If Qiao Mo really did think this way, then Xiao Yan wouldn't be worried at all. The scariest thing was that Qiao Mo was intentionally trying to be friendly with him for the opportunity to leave him.

The 360 degree change in Qiao Mo's attitude was purely because he had thought it through?

Before, he had placed her under house arrest in the new courtyard. She had no way of escaping, but now, was she prepared to flee from his side at any time?

… ….

Returning to the ward, Xiao Yan's mood was light.

"We can leave the hospital tomorrow."

Qiao Mo who was reading a magazine on the bed saw Xiao Yan enter the ward, he raised his watery eyes and looked at him, his smile was sweet and clear.

"What's the matter with you?"

Xiao Yan seemed to have something weighing on his mind, and he didn't seem to be relaxed.

"Nothing."

Qiao Mo leaned over. His soft hands held the big hand that hung on the side of his pants and lightly pulled on his long fingers. He looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, making Xiao Yan unable to restrain his laughter.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Jomo pulled him to the side of the bed and sat him down. I want to discuss something with you. Previously, I was suspended from school due to pregnancy, but now … "

Qiao Mo's eyes flashed with pain as he talked about his child. However, he quickly lowered his eyes and covered it up. She pursed her lips and continued, "I'm already well. I want to go back to school, okay?"

Xiao Yan retracted his deep gaze, which was filled with a piercing coldness. He pursed his lips and said, "All of the changes that you've made in the past few days were all for this purpose. Jomo, was it?"

Jomo's fingers, which were holding his large hand, stiffened slightly.

"I didn't... I just feel that the past is all in the past, and I mean nothing else. "

Perhaps it was because of Xiao Yan's sudden indifference that Qiao Mo's mood had become somewhat depressed.

Xiao Yan's mood seemed to be too firm. After the two of them were in a stalemate for a while, Qiao Mo could only lower his head and muttered in disappointment, "Forget it. Since you don't like it, just pretend I never said anything."

The small hand that was holding his big hand was falling down from his palm, and at the end of the fingertip's contact, it was firmly grasped by him.

Jomo looked at him in surprise. "Eh?"

"As you wish."

The man spoke these words in an indifferent tone, without any emotions. However, to Qiao Mo, these four words were like gold and jade.

The little girl instantly went from being depressed to being exceptionally happy and excited. Her wet eyes stared at him with wide opened eyes and asked in disbelief, "Are you for real? You aren't trying to coax me, are you? "

Xiao Yan nodded slightly and rubbed her soft little hand, "I didn't coax you."

It was just permission for her to continue with her studies. Was there a need to be so excited?

Could it be that obediently staying by his side and obediently acting as Mrs. Xiao made her this unhappy?

Since she wanted to go to school, he would let her go. Could it be that he, Xiao Yan, couldn't bear to see someone living in Seahold?

"Xiao Yan, thank you."

As long as she could go to school, then … She would have ample opportunity … Leave him.

The look in Qiao Mo's eyes was clearly sincere. In fact, there was even a hint of fondness and love that could not be concealed. However, Xiao Yan keenly felt that she wanted to leave him.

Heh, leave! Without his permission, even if she were to put on wings, it would be impossible for her to escape!

Qiao Mo's ring finger turned cold. He lowered his head and saw that it was the wedding ring that had been thrown into the sewer.

The man slowly slipped the ring into her ring finger and said, "Don't take it off again. If you throw it again, I won't let you off lightly."

When he said those words, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem angry at all. In fact, even his gaze didn't waver. However, it wasn't hard to hear an order that he couldn't refuse from his mouth.

Qiao Mo pretended to be stupid. He nodded his head, then gripped the ring on his finger tightly. "I know, I won't throw it away again."

Acting, continue acting. He wanted to see how long she would be able to persevere for.

"Alright, be good and go to sleep."

The man tucked her in and Jomo obediently lay down.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" the little woman asked, blinking her large eyes.

"I'll sleep after you sleep."

Jomo smiled, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

… ….

In the middle of the night, Jomo patted the man beside him.

"Xiao Yan? Xiao Yan? Are you asleep? "

The man didn't move. She sized him up and made sure that Xiao Yan was already asleep. Then, she reached for the phone on the table.

With the password, Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned. After thinking for a few seconds, he entered Xiao Yan's birthday date, indicating the error.

What exactly was the password for Xiao Yan's phone?

Just as Qiao Mo was at a loss for words, the man beside him unintentionally flipped over and placed his arm around her waist.

Qiao Mo was so shocked that he held his phone and didn't dare to move.

The little hand climbed onto his arm and gently shook it. She called out to him in a soft voice, "Xiao Yan?"

Still no response.

Qiao Mo let out a light breath and tried another password. This time, for the first time ever, he opened it.

For a moment, she was stunned, because the password was her birthday.

She slightly turned her head and looked at the handsome face of the man sleeping beside her. The man sleeping beside her didn't have that much coldness and sharpness, instead, he looked like a large boy who had been casted into a feather. Kiss him on the lips.

In fact, Jomo did put his lips together and lightly kissed them.

She mournfully looked at Xiao Yan and muttered, "If not for Song Xia, then I wouldn't have lost my child … "Perhaps I will still choose to love you, but Ah Yan, it's too late."

She had nothing left, and would never be able to reunite with him.

Perhaps, there had never been such a thing as breaking through the mirror and regaining one's senses, because there had never been a perfect completion between the two of them.

It had always been hers alone … It's just love and wishful thinking.

Qiao Mo took down all the recent records of his conversation with Song Xia. He took down every single detail of his conversation with Song Xia. He did not miss a single detail.

If he wanted to win this case, then he would have to do it on the evidence of Xiao Yan cheating.

She didn't want to confront him, but she really couldn't take it anymore. Divorce was the only way out for her and him.

After he collected the evidence, Jomo put his phone back in its place, closed his eyes, and went back to sleep.

The man pressing down on her head suddenly opened his black eyes.

She was willing to pay any price just to stay by his side, collect evidence of his cheating, and divorce him!

… ….

The next morning, Jomo left the hospital.

After driving for 15 minutes, Jomo, who was sitting on the first passenger seat, suddenly felt something was wrong.

This wasn't the way back to the Xiao family.

"Where are we going?"

Xiao Yan stretched out his big hand and shook the little hand on her knee. "We're going back to Valentine's Day, eh?"

Qiao Mo was stunned. He … Was this to make up for Valentine's Day?

On Valentine's Day, he was with Song Xia Zhi, and she was with Rong Cheng Mo.

What a terrible marriage, what need was there to make up for it?

Jomo arched his eyebrows. "Sure, but what are we going to do?"

"Date, do everything you want to do."

Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at her deeply.

He almost lost himself in those deep pupils.

… ….

The two of them held hands like an ordinary couple and walked on the main road.

At the traffic light, Jomo leaned on his shoulder.

The weather in Seahold hadn't gotten warm yet, so it was a bit cold.

Qiao Mo's hands were cold. He turned his body and extended a pair of small hands into Xiao Yan's coat.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

"Ugh …" "It's so cold."

Xiao Yan's chin was on top of her head as he reached out to wrap her in his outer coat. "Will this make her feel better?"

Perhaps it was because he had taken today as a Valentine's Day trip, although the weather was not very sunny, but when he put down those unpleasant things and wholeheartedly gave himself one last indulgence and indulgence, it was still filled with tender feelings.

Thinking about the old man in her family, although he was stern and old-fashioned and was a little fierce, but now that he had wrapped her in his arms like this, she felt that … So safe.

His body became light, and before Jomo could react, he was lifted up.

Xiao Yan carried her to the cinema, "Do we look like a pair of kangaroos?"

Perhaps it was because they were about to part, or perhaps it was just the fake sweetness, but Qiao Mo's eyes were a little hot. She had just eaten her fill. She was so heavy …

After sniffing, Jomo wrapped his arms around his neck and said softly, "The kangaroo is so cold. Can I trouble the kangaroo to bring the kangaroo to find a safe haven?"

"The big kangaroo is going to take the little kangaroo away from the wind--"

Xiao Yan hoisted the small person in his arms onto his shoulder.

Jomo felt a bit uncomfortable after being struck. Just being reliable on his shoulders made him feel so much safer.

His small hands couldn't help but tighten around her.

She didn't know if using Xiao Yan was right or wrong to lie to Xiao Yan, but thinking about how she would stand in front of him in a short time, her heart felt like it had been crushed by a big truck.

Xiao Yan … I'm sorry.

Coming out of the cinema, it was unknown whether it was because he was moved by the plot of the movie or because it gave birth to feelings, but Qiao Mo suddenly threw himself at Xiao Yan's neck.

The man fell into a deep sleep, and his hand stiffened behind her back.

A few seconds later, it gently landed on her slender back.

Her thin lips lightly kissed her ear. "Next time, I won't let you see tragedy."

Qiao Mo's eyes were sour. He bit his lips and laughed. "But I don't think that's a tragedy. At the very least, the male and female protagonists love each other. Love won't be separated due to time and space."

Was there a next chance? This might be the last time.

Xiao Yan seemed to have understood the hidden meaning behind Qiao Mo's words. He let out a slight sigh, but his tone was firm. "As long as he is alive, there is a chance for him to fall in love, isn't there?"

Qiao Mo smiled. That's right, he was very confident in his ability to make Xiao Yan fall in love with him. Indeed, he had the qualifications to make others fall in love with him.

But he, he said, never loved anyone.

Qiao Mo looked up at his black eyes and suddenly stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

At the entrance of the crowded movie theater, she kissed him without any hesitation.

"Your lips are so dry …" Jomo said in a low voice.

Xiao Yan grabbed her waist, deepening his kiss, "Then be more careful, help me apply lipstick."

The lipstick on her lips was smeared all over his thin lips.