C13

The Zhan Ning that came under the Purple Vine Beetle seemed to be different from the past.

Mo Wenting couldn't tell the specific difference, but she was acutely aware that he seemed to be more relaxed now. In front of her, he no longer looked tense and tense, but instead had some unspeakable trust.

Whether it was speaking or nodding and smiling, they all carried a pure innocence.

He was truly honest with himself. Being completely trusted by others was definitely a good feeling. Mo Wen Ting felt a little sweet thinking about it.

But... She then thought of another question, both moved and a little disappointed at the same time.

He had finally gained the true love, and the funniest thing was that he could not completely hand it over. Wearing a mask and pretending to be quiet, there was nothing more ironic than talking to his beloved under another's name.

If love was an exam, even if Mo Wenting had all the answers, she would still give someone else the answer.

No matter how many points he got, it was still someone else's.

Mo Wenting had never longed for the truth to be revealed so much before, for him to be honest in everything.

Amy was right, this was a bomb between him and Zhan Ning after all. If he did not want to wait for to explode, he could only say it out loud and hold the initiative himself.

Mo Wenting made up her mind. She raised her head and stared at Zhan Ning.

Zhan Ning felt his wife's substantial gaze and stopped talking. He raised his head and looked at her.

"There's something," Mo Wenting felt that it was her perseverance that was trying to pry open her lips. "I want to tell you."

I want to tell you that I accept everything, grief or joy.

Because it was all given to me by you, and it was all mine who deserved it, Zhan Ning.

Mo Wenting's throat rolled a little, and said with difficulty: "Do you still remember the thing that I assumed with you the morning after we were married?"

Zhan Ning always had a good memory. After a moment of thought, he said: "Are you saying that you're not Mo Qingxin?"

Mo Wenting nodded: "Yes."

"What's wrong?" Zhan Ning did not know why Mo Wenting suddenly mentioned this.

"Zhan Ning," Mo Wenting's voice was choked with sobs, "After getting along with you for so long, I have really fallen for you."

Your gentleness and your tyranny, your willingness to set some small ideas for me, I can see all of them, so moved.

So what do I have to say for the rest of the story …

Zhan Ning laughed: "You don't have to emphasize the truth like that."

As he said that, he reached out and caressed Mo Wenting's hair.

Mo Wenting lowered her head, a familiar warmth coming from above her head, she felt a hot liquid surging into her eyes.

What should he do? She was afraid that with the next sentence, she would lose everything that she cared about the most.

Mo Wenting suppressed the sorrow in her heart and spoke unyieldingly: "That's why I feel sorry for you. I should have confessed to you from the beginning."

Zhan Ning felt that something was amiss, he remained silent, and waited for Mo Wenting to speak.

"Although a lot of things that I am unable to do are happening, I am sorry, I am not Mo Qingxin, my name is Mo Wenting."

Sorry, although all of this was not what Mo Wenting wanted, but she had indeed participated in it.

In the end, she couldn't bear it and refused to be happy under someone else's name.

Because that person was Zhan Ning!

The air was filled with an indescribable silence. Mo Wenting felt that a century had passed without the two of them saying a word.

Mo Wenting's heart was cooling down as she waited.

She did not dare to look up at Zhan Ning; she was afraid of seeing his disappointment or hatred.

She was even more afraid of his distant indifference, each of which declared that she no longer had happiness.

That's right, Zhan Ning would definitely be angry, if he was in's place, he would probably never want to meet that person again.

The more Mo Wenting thought about it in silence, the more she felt like this. When she thought about how she had really lost Zhan Ning forever, she could no longer stop the tears in her eyes.

"Why are you crying again?" A helpless voice came from the top of his head.

A gentle embrace embraced Mo Wenting.

There was no time to ask or think. In this warm embrace, Mo Wenting felt like her heart had collapsed.

The courage that had been built up after so much effort, the determination that had been repeatedly made day and night, in this warm embrace, could not withstand a single blow.

She cried as she said, "I'm sorry, I really don't want to lie to you. I'm sorry."

If he knew that such a misplaced marriage had actually met his true love, then the beginning of everything would be unforgivable.

Because that person was Zhan Ning.

"Why?" Zhan Ning's gentle voice sounded out above Mo Wenting's head.

Even if they knew that they would lose everything, did they still have to say it out loud?

Mo Wenting sobbed, and said intermittently: "Because I don't want to lie to you, and also don't want to lie to myself."

After Zhan Ning heard this, he hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

"I've heard a song before." Mo Wenting continued: "In that song, it said that beautiful love is like a crystal, there is no burden to keep the secret, it is clean and transparent. Only that kind of love can last a long time. I hope our love can be that way too. Even if we were old one day, sitting in a wheelchair and recalling everything that happened back then, we would still be able to smile at each other without any suspicion or conspiracy. "

Everyone wished that the love they had was unique and incomparable.

After Zhan Ning heard this, he smiled: "You said that there are a lot of things that I can't help you with, what is it?"

Mo Wenting raised her head in Zhan Ning's embrace and looked at him in a daze.

"You …" "Forgive me?" Mo Wenting said carefully.

Even if he knew that she had lied to him, would he still be willing to ask her about her grievances first?

Zhan Ning snickered and pointed at Mo Wenting's little head as he yelled, "Little fool, what kind of thing is this?

Mo Wenting's eyes widened in disbelief. She had imagined many different results, but she never thought that he would easily pick up this page.

"Wow!" This time, Mo Wenting was completely unable to hold it in and started crying loudly in Zhan Ning's arms.

Meeting Zhan Ning was the best thing that Mo Wenting had ever done in her life.

Even if she did something wrong, she still had the ability to be honest with Zhan Ning, because he doted on her and taught her to grow up.

Zhan Ning, how do I say thank you?