Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 63

When Nangong Jiyan walked into Mo Xuan's house, Mo Xuan's expression was almost collapsed, her face was soaked with tears, her eyes were red, she raised her eyes to look at him with a dazed expression on her face.

"What's the matter?" He walked over and gently put his arms around her shoulders.The tone is soft like the spring breeze.

But she still didn't respond, only tears kept falling, crying silently.


Only then did Nangong Jiyan notice the crumpled paper in her hand, he gently opened her fingers and took out the paper.The writing on the paper began to blur after being soaked by tears.

It was a letter left by Mo Xuan's mother.

"Xuanxuan, mom is gone. Your dad and I have agreed to divorce before, so don't come to me anymore."

A few short words are enough to collapse the heaven that Mo Xuan once trusted.


Quietly folding the letter, Nangong Jiyan embraced Mo Xuan, "Don't be afraid. I'm still here."

He wants to say, no matter what happens, I will never leave you.Even if everyone leaves you, I won't either.As long as you are still in this world, I will always be by your side.Never give up.

But those words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit them out.Just like all the time, he could only look at her with a smile and tell her, I regard you as my best friend and my sister.

He can only bury those feelings deeply in his heart.I don't want her to be burdened by my feelings, so I can only let this feeling accumulate in my heart, making it more and more difficult to bear.

In fact, I love you, but I can't say it.


He just used the tone of a big brother, in front of her as a big brother, patted her on the back lightly, and murmured, "Good boy, it will be fine."


I don't know how long it took, maybe I was too tired from crying, maybe I couldn't bear such a sudden change in my heart.Or maybe, such an accident cruelly shattered her illusion of the belief she insisted on.Never give up.

She finally fell asleep slowly in Nangong Jiyan's arms.Even in her dream, she still frowned, her mouth pouted slightly.

Nangong Jiyan looked at her face lovingly, picked her up, walked to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and covered her carefully with the quilt.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her restless sleeping state, he held her hand quietly, with a low and gentle voice, "Mo Xuan, I will never leave you. Forever."

Seriously, stubbornly.

Under the warm wall lamp, the darkness in his eyes deepened.I can't see the depth of the unknown.


The next morning.

Mo Xuan was only half-closed when the phone started singing "I can't live without missing, I can't go back to the past, I was left behind by you, my heart is buried in the past, my love is buried in tears, laughing at me for years and years". Focus on turning off the alarm clock on your phone.

Thinking of going to work today, she sluggishly got up, squinting at the bright sunshine outside the window.There was the familiar sound of plates touching the table in the dining room.

She rubbed her eyes, got up and walked into the restaurant barefoot, habitually shouting "Mom..."

However, what appeared before her eyes was Nangong Jiyan.So, it suddenly occurred to me that my mother had already left.All that was left to her were simple words like that.

Thin, decisive.


Trying to restrain the loss and sadness in her heart, she pulled out a smile, "Ji Yan, I can finally taste the dishes cooked by Ji Yan. When did you learn to cook?" The joking voice was a little far-fetched smile.

Frowning, Nangong Jiyan said dotingly, "Fool, I have always been able to. Don't say you forgot."

She patted herself on the head, "That's right. You used to know it, but I didn't." After a pause, she squeezed toothpaste and said, "But, I can cook now."

Because everyone said that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must grasp his stomach. Unfortunately, he has never tasted it.


(End of this chapter)