Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Probably, if it can be delayed for a day, we will be together for a day.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, how could she be so ruthless as to be decisive.

She pulled her red lips and smiled curvedly, but there was no half smile, but her voice was drawn out, "wasted... It's just that it makes the time of mutual torture longer."

"Since you love him so much and are so reluctant to part with him, why did you choose to break up with him? There is nothing you can't live with."

Why must you choose to break up?

Chi Huan smiled to himself.

She got up from her chair and went to the window.

"Probably because I'm realistic?"

She looked out of the window, it was already dark, only the lights were left, "There are already many people who have had accidents, his sister, his best brother, himself... It won't stop in the future, there will be more I don’t have many people, but he still has a lot, the emotional weight can’t bear it, and I can’t bear it, and… is it worth it?”

"Why isn't it worth it?"

"When I used to chase you, I used to say I love you. Now that I think about it, I was just young and didn't know how to love, so I said it easily. Mo Shiqian is the opposite of me, even if I tell a lie to coax you People, he never told me, I love you... Probably because he knows what these three words mean too much."

Chi Huan turned around and turned his back to the glass window, with a faint smile on his face, "Sometimes what people are obsessed with is the obsession itself. , In fact, it’s just that, how can there be such love, if you think about it, you will figure it out, if you figure it out, you will be nothing.”

Mo Xigu quietly listened to her finish.

At the end, the low and hoarse voice asked, "Are you talking about you to me, or he to you?"

"Maybe, all of them."

She wasn't very persistent at the beginning, but even she couldn't tell how much love was worth.

Even true love is not worth risking your life for.

What's more, maybe it's not even love.

………………

Madam Mo flew back to Lancheng the next morning.

Chi Huan stayed in Mo Xigu's ward all night.

Originally, she was going to leave after saying that, but Mo Xigu asked her, "Where are you going back?"

She frowned and said nothing.

He said again, "Since you used me as a reason to dump him, isn't it too unconvincing to just leave?"

He has selfish intentions, she understands, and he also understands that she understands.

"You have said everything you need to say, and I understand what you need to understand. Don't think this is being used. Even if it is used, it will not cause me any harm."

Mo Xi's former secretary temporarily moved a sofa in, and she half-lyed on the sofa and slept for half the night.

Because most of the night, she was insomnia.

I looked at my phone from time to time, but there was no call related to that man on the phone.

After he left, he didn't call or send her a text message.

It seemed that from now on, he would disappear from her life.

…………

After dawn, before Mo Xigu woke up, she quietly left the ward.

Standing at the door of the hospital, she paused.

It was still too early, and it was deep winter. Even in the morning, there was still no one there.

The dark blue morning light was deserted and eerily quiet.

The ground was wet, and the few dead leaves on the tree seemed to be dripping with water.

She vaguely remembered that it rained heavily last night while waking up and sleeping.

Standing at the door of the hospital, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

All the strength in my body seemed to be exhausted.

She looked up at the overcast sky, still weighed down.

Is Mo Shiqian awake now, or still asleep?

Did he go home last night?

Did you sleep well?

Or will he be so angry and unable to sleep because of her?

Will she hate her...Probably not, for a person like him, deep love will give birth to bone-destroying hatred.

He probably didn't even hate Lawrence, let alone her.

She took a deep breath, aimlessly, and stepped down the stairs.

At both ends of the hospital's lower class are parking areas.

She was about to stop the car to go back to the No. 10 mansion. Maybe she didn't sleep, or she didn't sleep well. She felt that her body was filled with lead, and her spirit was so heavy that she was only tired.

Go back to sleep, I'm so tired.

Before reaching the place where the taxi was stopped, the driver's door of a car suddenly opened.

A slender man in black clothes and black trousers came out from inside.

Chi Huan sensed something for no reason, she stopped in her tracks, and looked sideways.

After seeing his cold and handsome face clearly, he still couldn't help his pupils trembling.

Mo Shiqian.

She could conclude without any thought that he didn't come so early, and he didn't leave all night.

In the morning air, there was still the chill of deep winter and the coolness of last night's rain.

The air is cold, but also clean.

He was wearing a black overcoat, tall and straight, his deep eyes stared at her silently, calm, like stagnant water that no one could shake.

After half a sound, Chi Huan heard his own voice, and there was a fine tremor in the depth of the stiffness, "Why are you here?"

She thought that if he left, he would never come back.

His eyes fell on her, as if she was the only one in the world.

It's actually very flat, just too focused.

The man said lightly, "Wait for you."

She murmured again, "Why?"

Even she herself didn't know why, what she was asking why.

Maybe she was just confused, just puzzled, that's why she asked.

But Mo Shiqian still replied, "I think it's because I love you."

Chi Huan stared at him blankly, with no expression on his face.

Because the wind was so cold, her facial nerves were paralyzed, and her expression was so numb.

But she clearly felt that something in her body was completely crushed by these words.

She managed to overcome her greed and brainwashed herself repeatedly.

She also kept telling herself that Mo Shiqian actually didn't love her, and she wouldn't hurt him too much, because she couldn't hurt him too much.

Just like when Liang Manyue and Tang Yueze were ambiguous, he said calmly——

[In a person's life, who would really love someone wholeheartedly. 】

She stepped back, "No... No, don't say that, Mo Shiqian, it's not like that."

Seeing her retreating, Mo Shiqian shrank his pupils, stepped forward in two steps with his long legs, put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head and kissed her lips, blocking her from repeating what she didn't know if she had finished speaking. .

Chi Huan wanted to struggle, but he was completely weak in his arms.

Mo Shiqian wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her against the car.

Gust was drenched last night, but dried again.

He clasped half of Chi Huan's face in his palm with one hand, and fixed her head.

The man's breath enveloped her, drowning all her breath, "You want to break up, I promise you."