Chapter 287

An xiaonuan looks at Mo Qianqiu in a daze and can't help looking at yemingjue.

Yemingjue looked at Mo Qianqiu, shook his head, stretched out his foot and kicked him in the leg.

"Ah! What are you doing? It's killing me Mo Qianqiu held his legs and wailed.

"I see you're being silly and calling you unresponsive." Yeming Jue said in a deep voice.

"It's none of your business." Mo Qianqiu said.

"OK, wennuan, we're going home." Said Ye mingjue.

"Well, doctor Mo, goodbye." An xiaonuan said with a smile.

Ye mingjue didn't wait for Mo Qianqiu to speak. He took an xiaonuan's hand and left.

Mo Qianqiu looked down at his door and ran out, shouting to yemingjue's back: "Hey, remember to find someone to repair my door."

Seeing that yemingjue didn't pay attention to him, Mo Qianqiu smiles and walks into his office.

"Oh, a good door is broken like this." Mo Qian Qiu said helplessly.

Sitting in their own position, how also can't concentrate, just feel very tired.

"Pa!" Mo Qianqiu put his pen on the table with no expression on his face.

"Dean, your door..."

"Get the hell out of here." Mo Qianqiu said in a loud voice and smashed out the papers on the desk.

The assistant looked at him and ran away. He said to himself, "what's wrong with the dean? I've never seen him lose his temper.".

Mo Qianqiu looked at the assistant standing there and said in a loud voice, "what are you doing standing there? Didn't you hear me tell you to go away?"

"Courtyard Dean, you You just arranged the operating room. It's ready. " Assistant nervous said.

"No, remove it."

"Yes." The assistant is about to leave.

"Stop!"

"What else do you want from the dean?" The assistant asked cautiously.

Mo Qianqiu stood up, "find someone to repair my door." Then he left.

The assistant looked at Mo Qianqiu's back and scratched his head. "Strange, what's wrong with the dean? I've never seen him like this before."

Mo Qianqiu used to smile at people in the hospital. Even if he made a mistake, he just said a few words and criticized you. But it's the first time that he has been so angry today.

When Mo Qianqiu was driving a sports car, there was always something floating in his mind, which made him very upset.

"Damn it." Mo Qianqiu cursed, speeding up the fastest speed of the sports car and galloping on the road.

I don't know how long later, Mo Qianqiu stopped at the door of a flower shop, opened the door, walked out of the car with a tall and straight body, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

Into the florist, someone came forward to ask, looking at such a handsome guy, many people want to stick it.

"What flowers would you like, sir?" The salesman asked with a smile.

"Hibiscus." Mo Qian and Qiu Qingleng said the name of the flower.

"Just a moment." Said the salesman.

Five minutes later, the salesman packed Mo Qianqiu's hibiscus flowers and handed them to Mo Qianqiu. Mo Qianqiu left after paying.

Sitting in the car, Mo Qianqiu looked at the bright and beautiful hibiscus flowers, rarely showing today's first smile.

Carefully put the flowers on the copilot and drive to the place you want to go.

Half an hour later, Mo Qianqiu came to a cemetery.

Taking the hibiscus flowers he just bought, he walked in step by step. His steps were heavy, just like pouring lead.

One day, even if you are far away.

Mo Qianqiu came to a tombstone with hibiscus flowers. He carefully put hibiscus flowers in front of the tombstone and touched the photo above.

A picture of a girl in the picture, the girl is wearing a white dress, smiling very beautiful, a long straight hair, laughing with two dimples.

"I haven't come to see you for a long time. You won't be angry with me. You should be angry. I promise you to come three times a week, OK?"

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise. I know my Jinxuan is the best and will understand me."

Mo Qianqiu said, sitting next to the tombstone, leaning his head there, not talking, but if you look carefully, you will find that Mo Qianqiu's eyes are red.

"Jinxuan, I miss you very much. Every day I dream, I think of our little things. How I wish you were still by my side. I don't want to be alone."

"By the way, I want to share one thing with you. You will not expect that Jue is married. When we knew the news at that time, we didn't know how shocked we were. We thought he would be single all his life."

"I think it's inconceivable that his wife will come to him today, and I'm going to find his mistress."

"Besides, my sister-in-law is only 18 years younger than you. Is it true that old cows eat tender grass and show their love every day, but my sister-in-law is very kind and kind, just like you?"Mo Qianqiu himself sat there and said to himself, turning his head and looking at the photos on the tombstone from time to time, as if he was right beside him.

"Jinxuan, if only you were by my side now, my heart would ache every day. I'm not used to it without you. I really miss you. I miss you so much. It's like tearing my heart apart."

Looking at Gu Jinxuan's photo, Mo Qianqiu could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. He bowed his head and sobbed. He didn't cry. He was so depressed and his body was shaking.

The kind of grief, only they know that men have tears, but in a strong person, there will always be a person worthy of his tears.

Just as Mo Qianqiu was crying, he put a hand on his shoulder. Mo stopped crying and raised his head. Tears had already wet his whole face.

Turning his head, the other side gave Mo Qianqiu a light smile. "If you want to cry, just continue to cry. If you cry out the pain in your heart, it will be much better. After crying, it will be over. I don't think Jinxuan wants you to go on like this all the time."

"Why are you here, Minister?" Mo Qianqiu asked.

"It was Jue who called to tell me that you were in a bad mood. I went to the hospital to find you. The assistant said that you were out. I knew you were here as soon as I guessed." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"I miss her so much. Why is it unfair for the Lord to take her away from me? Do you know the pain?" Mo Qian Qiu said sadly.

Han Yichen has not experienced the emotion, does not know that kind of pain, therefore can only pat his shoulder.

Mo Qianqiu seems to have finished crying all his tears today, and Han Yichen stands behind him silently.

Han Yichen looked at the girl in the photo and said, "I wish you a good life in that world. If you have a next life, I hope we can still be friends. You should also bless Qiu and let him be well."

Mo Qianqiu didn't know how long he had been crying. When he stopped crying, his eyes turned red. He stood up and looked at the girl in the picture. He bent down and gave her a kiss.

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