Love is like melting

Chapter 142 Ayu, You Have Changed
When Li Yangyu came back from talking with Cheng Mu, he just walked to the door of the living room. When he saw Huo Yimo kneeling on the ground begging Ji Yerong, his heart suddenly twitched, and he wanted to help her subconsciously.

Before he could take a step, someone grabbed his shoulders.

He turned his head to meet Cheng Mu's deep eyes, and Cheng Mu looked at him, shaking his head as if nothing.

If Ji Yerong was to agree to Huo Yimo's request, she had to impress and persuade Ji Yerong herself, no matter what method she used.

Li Yangyu frowned, and when he looked at Huo Yimo's thin body again, his heart ached and filled his heart.

In the end, he didn't go in.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the dim lights adorn this city of sorrow and joy, allowing sorrow to flow wantonly in the dark night.

Huo Yimo sat in front of two pots of hibiscus flowers, holding a can of the cheapest beer in his hand, looking at the hibiscus flowers, tears welled up in his eyes.

Huo Yuan left, unable to be buried in the Huo family, and she was kicked out of the Huo family. All her things were taken by the second uncle's daughter and her sisters. They kept what they liked, and kept what they didn't like. Just destroy it in front of her and not let her take it away.

When she left Huo's house, the only thing she took with her were these two potted flowers, which she begged hard for.

My brother sent her abroad to let her avoid all these conspiracies and troubles, and left her a sum of money, but it was also robbed by his second uncle. Life.

After going through several rounds, she finally rented this house, which was completely bare and nothing, except for these two pots of flowers.

"Brother, sister-in-law, can today be counted as your wedding day, because you are finally together, I offer you a toast, I wish you will be together forever, no one can separate you again!"

The hoarse voice fell, and she raised her head and drank the beer.

The cold and bitter taste made her choke, she could not stop coughing, and the tears she coughed fell down.

This was her first time drinking beer. She used to drink champagne, which was the only wine her brother allowed her to drink, and she was not allowed to touch the others.

The beer is really bitter, bitter to the heart.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry! Let you and my brother live in such a bad environment, but don't worry, I will work hard, earn money, and buy you and my brother the best home!"

She sniffed, wiped off the water droplets on her face indiscriminately, looked at another pot of flowers, and the water mist that had just receded swept over again.

"Brother, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much..."

Four walls, two windows, and an empty room without even a bed. She laid out a few newspapers and leaned against two potted flowers, crying and drinking, and unconsciously fell asleep on the ground.

Half of the glass on the window was broken, the cool breeze blew in, the green leaves swayed gently, and the drooping flowers stared at the girl who was still crying after falling asleep like the saddest gesture.

The loneliness and coldness in the room flow quietly.

Growing up is a cruel thing, but no one is spared.

The night garden was brightly lit, and Ji Yerong came out of the bathroom. Her long hair was wet, and water droplets flowed down her outline.

Lian Mo wiped the water from her hair with a dry towel, and his movements were gentle and light. When he ravaged her hair in the towel, he suddenly said, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Ji Yerong didn't answer immediately, but looked at the diary on the table, which belonged to Hibiscus.

Huo Yimo returned the diary to her as a thought.

After the last diary written by Mu Jin, there is an extra line of words, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the words are simple and affectionate: Xiao Jin, I hope there will be an afterlife, and I will only be your Uncle Huo!

That way he can be a good person for her through and through, not hurting her or anyone else.

Huo Yuan is a bad guy, but because of love, he is willing to be that good guy in Xiaojin's world.

Good people are not good enough, bad people are not bad enough, human nature has always been a difficult thing to understand.

"We all think that Huo Yuan is not good enough for Xiao Jin, but if Xiao Jin is still here, does she think so too? If she also thought so, she wouldn't have chosen to leave in the first place."

Lian Mo's hand holding the towel froze, listening to her soft voice lingering in the silent night.

"Back then we thought we had chosen the right path for them, but they all died in the end! Fourth brother, I didn't realize until now that everyone has their own path to go. Others can't change it, and they can't replace them. Let’s go. What we think is good may not be good for others, and what we think is right may not be right for others. Hibiscus said that there is no value, only willing or not! I think she is willing I went with Huo Yuan, I didn't respect her choice before she was alive, now that she's gone, I want to respect and support her choice once!"

Death is like a lamp going out, no matter how many grievances and grievances there are, and how much resentment and hatred you still have in your heart, you should learn to let go of it slowly in time.

After all, the time for human beings is over, but the world is long, so we should always think about the living.

Lian Mo put down the towel in his hand, and brushed his fingers over her face like a spring breeze, "And you don't want to see Huo Yimo so sad."

Ji Yerong's eyes flicked, he didn't expect that he would see through his own thoughts, even if he didn't say a word, after a moment of silence, he shook his head gently in his deep eyes: "Not exactly."

"What else?" Lian Mo raised his eyebrows.

"It's nothing." She closed her eyes to cover the light in her eyes, unwilling to tell him.

Lian Mo wanted to know what else was there, and wrapped her in his arms with his slender hands, "Good Ayu, come and tell my husband, what else is there?"

Every time he heard him call himself "husband", Ji Yerong's heart would soften inexplicably.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lian Mo is cunning, indifferent, and unreasonable, but in front of himself, he is sometimes machismo, sometimes childish, sometimes a rascal, and sometimes like a child.

For example, at this moment, he was stalking her for answers like a child.

Ji Yerong couldn't stand being entangled by him, turned his head to look at him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, with a very shallow arc, and said softly, "Because of you!"

"Me?" Lian Mo's eyes were full of curiosity and interest.

"Seeing Yimo pleading with me, I remembered that Mujin didn't let you go downstairs." How sad you must have felt at that time, probably thousands of times worse than Yimo today.

In fact, they are very clear in their hearts that people are dead, and it is meaningless to be attached to those insignificant things, but at the bottom of their hearts at the moment, they need that little attachment and thought, so that it seems to prove that those people have never left.

That's probably how Lian Mo spent the long night downstairs at the beginning.

Lian Mo's heart trembled, he was both happy and moved, his big palm landed on the back of her head, his forehead was pressed against her smooth forehead, and the tip of his nose rubbed against her, "Ayu, you have changed."

She changed?

Ji Yerong didn't have time to ask him what had changed, Lianmo lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, "It's become better, you don't keep everything in your heart anymore, your emotions are willing to share with me .”

In the past, Ji Yerong would only think about such things silently in his heart, and would never tell him.

Now she is willing to share her sorrows and joys with him, so that he can touch her inner world more closely.

Ji Yerong's heart was filled with silence, joy and tenderness. If he hadn't told her, she would not have noticed these subtle changes in herself.

"Ayu, we want to go to life, which has a large population." After Lian Mo finished speaking in a hoarse voice, he kissed her lips.

In the past, they all lived too lonely, no matter what they liked to keep in their hearts, they had a heart-to-heart conversation with themselves, and they never wanted to let the other party see through their hearts, so they lived so lonely and lonely.

Now, they want to step down from the altar, walk into the fireworks of the world, and stay together silently in the life of a large population.

The Presidential Palace announced the marriage status of Your Excellency and Ms. Liu Ruolan, which undoubtedly set off a new wave of public opinion.

Everyone knows that your Excellency is preparing for marrying Ji Yerong in the future. Some people bless you, but others will naturally abuse you. Most people hold an unfavorable attitude. For Lian Mo, a president who is no less than notorious Even more conflicting emotions.

Undoubtedly dissatisfied when Yun Yingluo saw the report, she called Lian Mo and scolded him for fooling around.

Lian Zhan is dead, she doesn't really care what happens to Lian Mo and Liu Ruolan, if he and Ji Yerong want to be together, she won't stop him anymore, but why at this time, wait for a while, wait for people to forget It is not too late to announce what happened in the presidential palace in the past few days.

Could it be that Ji Yerong couldn't wait for a year or two!

(End of this chapter)