Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 327
This is the legend of the Green Rose.

He finally knew why Mo Yan cherished that pot of green roses so much. After three years of guarding her, she finally lost the courage to persevere. How can a love managed by one person last long? , eventually withered and withered.

His throat was very dry, like a dehydrated traveler in the desert, he was desperately looking for his oasis, but finally found that his oasis bloomed when he didn't expect it, and completely disappeared when he gave up.

He clenched his fists, stood up abruptly, went to the bedside, grabbed his phone, called out Mo Yan's number, and dialed it...

Early in the morning, while Mo Yan was still asleep, she was awakened by the loud ringing of her mobile phone.

She closed her eyes and muttered a few words, then reached out to touch the phone.

As a result, he touched and touched someone's abdominal muscles, which woke up Mr. Li too.

Mr. Li opened his eyes, looked at Mo Yan, who was sleeping beside him, held down his troubled little hand, and reached out to fetch the mobile phone from the bedside table. Turned around and fell asleep again.

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he swiped his finger and pressed the answer button.

"Mo Yan, why do you grow mountain roses!"

Mr. Li opened his eyes, looked at Mo Yan, who was sleeping beside him, held down his troubled little hand, and reached out to fetch the mobile phone from the bedside table. Turned around and fell asleep again.

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he swiped his finger and pressed the answer button.

"Mo Yan, why do you grow mountain roses!"

Gu Yichen's voice came urgently from the other end of the phone, he seemed to be very excited, Mr. Li could hear his rapid breathing through the phone/phone.

"What do you want to tell me with that? If you want to do it, why don't you do it to the end? Do you think everyone is a lover? If you don't say a word, how can I know what you are thinking!"

He panted heavily, as if he wanted to vent all the anger during this period of time. He covered his eyes with his hands, tried to calm down his emotions, and then said hoarsely, "You don't need to say all of these, you just need Answer me a question, what wish do you want to make with the green rose?"

After he finished the last word, he held his breath, for fear that he might have misheard the voice here.

A few seconds later, a dark male voice came faintly, "I'm afraid I can't answer this question for you."

Gu Yichen was startled, his face suddenly darkened.

Although he really wanted to smash the phone to prevent the disgusting voice from reaching his ears, but now, he had to restrain his emotions.

"Where is Mo Yan, let her listen to the phone."

Mr. Li sat up, reached out and pressed the quilt on Mo Yan's body, got up and walked to the balcony, squinting his eyes and said, "She doesn't want to listen to your calls right now."

"Is it because she doesn't want to hear it, or are you afraid to let her hear it?"

Gu Yichen mocked, "Since you are both married, as my ex-husband, why should I say a few words to her? Mr. Li doesn't even have the guts to do that? Or, what are you worried about?"

"What do I have to worry about?"

Mr. Li glanced towards the bedroom with a half-smile, and said slowly, "I just understand that she was too tired last night and couldn't bear to wake her up. Mr. Gu is also a newlywed. I think you should understand this."

Mr. Li's words are like a child showing off his toys. If Li Zhan saw it, he would probably be shocked from ear to ear, but when it comes to Gu Yichen, it becomes a good catalytic weapon. The rich Gu Yichen can naturally understand the meaning of what he said. He can even imagine that Li Jingyu might be lying next to Mo Yan to answer the phone call. The traces left behind and the picture pieced together in his mind broke his heart. He slammed the phone against the wall, and with a bang, the parts flew everywhere.

Listening to the busy tone from the other end of the phone, Mr. Li turned his head into the bedroom with a slight arc on his lips.

When he was lying down, Tangxi woke up in a daze. She struggled to open her eyes for a long time, but she didn't open her eyes, so she put her arms around Mr. Li's waist and murmured, "Whose call?"

Mr. Li stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on her face, stroked her cheek lightly with his fingers, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Why do you grow mountain roses?"

Mo Yan was in a daze at first, but when she heard this sentence, she woke up suddenly. She rubbed her eyes uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "Why do you ask this? I have given up a long time ago."

"Why don't you keep them?"

Mr. Li looked at her, as if he didn't intend to let her go.

Mo Yan raised her head and looked into his eyes, trying to find out something, but Mr. Li's eyes were very calm, as if asking a very ordinary thing.

She asked back, "Do you want me to continue raising?"

Mr. Li pursed his lips, with a tense expression, Mo Yan was amused, and whispered, "You're so nervous even to make a joke, why do you have to ask the bottom line?"

Mr. Li's face was sullen, and it took a while before he said in a muffled voice, "How many stupid things have you done for him?"

"It's stupid for you to say it all, why bring it up,"

Acting coquettishly, Mo Yan leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and said softly, "I will only keep the flowers you give me from now on."

Mr. Li's hair was smoothed, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

"Did you still keep the saplings I gave you last time?"

Mo Yan nodded, looking very happy, "I didn't grow leaves all winter, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to grow them as soon as the weather got warmer, and now the leaves are much better, put them on the balcony, and put the cat next door They've all been provoked."

Mr. Li smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Did you put it on the balcony?"

Mo Yan didn't understand, so, "The weather is not very good these days, I want it to bask in the sun more, and I put it on the balcony when I left, what's wrong..."

She looked at Mr. Li's face and felt a little uneasy. Could it be that her way of taking care of him was wrong?

Mr. Li looked at her helplessly, pursed his lips, and said after a while, "I guess next time I go back, there will only be branches left."

Mo Yan's eyes widened. Just as she was about to ask why, the phone rang again. She fished it over and saw that it was Henry, and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Yan'er, what are you raising on the balcony? I came back from exercising this morning, and a group of cats slept on our balcony, making it look like a scene of drug abuse. The potted flower you planted was gnawed down to nothing but a stem. "

Mo Yan...

Mr. Li took the phone from her hand and said softly, "Dad, it's me."

Henry was startled, and it took him a long time to react, and he responded a little slowly, "Jing Yu."

"Dad, you bring that potted flower indoors, don't worry about it, it will sprout again in a few days."

Henry responded, and asked after a pause, "How is your health?"

(End of this chapter)