Prison Marriage

Zhao Qiancheng didn't really want to die at first, so although he rushed towards the balcony, he didn't jump directly. Instead, he stood on the edge of the balcony and looked back at Mo Xiangjia affectionately.

Originally, in Zhao Qiancheng's expectation, Mo Xiangjia would rush over and hold him distressedly, but what he saw when he turned his head was her indifferent eyes as cold as deep Tan.

"Look at me, keep dancing." Mo Xiangjia's voice was also very indifferent, this was something Zhao Qiancheng hadn't expected at all, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Mo Xiangjia suddenly walked over slowly, looked downstairs, and sneered: "Don't worry about me, don't feel sorry for me, just jump down, then I will treat you as paying off what you owe me."

She said that because she predicted that this guy would never jump off.

She knew Zhao Qiancheng too well.

Zhao Qiancheng looked down with some hesitation. This is a high-level place. If he jumped down, he would definitely not be disabled, but would only be smashed to pieces. Mo Xiangjia's indifference made him in a dilemma.

"Are you really willing? If I jump down, will you really be happy?" Zhao Qiancheng still couldn't bear it. In Mo Xiangjia's eyes, it was so ironic.

"There is nothing to be reluctant to part with. You have done those things to me. I will be very happy if you jump down." Although Mo Xiangjia said so, her slightly trembling hands revealed that she was a little nervous.

Zhao Qiancheng naturally observed this, and became even more unscrupulous, holding Mo Xiangjia's hand with a hint of pleading: "I know that I have done those things that hurt you, but we still have a future, forget about those unpleasant things, Let's have a good time together."

Mo Xiangjia heard that he shook off his hand mercilessly, her eyes were bloodshot, it seemed that she was on the verge of anger: "The future? Even if you say these things have nothing to do with you, but dare you say that you Didn't you do anything clean? Don't you have any intention of hurting me?"

"I do not have!"

Zhao Qiancheng's firm expression made Mo Xiangjia even more disappointed. The more he lied, the more he took it for granted. She had already understood this person thoroughly.

"Forget it, I don't think we have anything to say, let's dance and play to the end." Mo Xiangjia pointed downstairs, with disappointment and indifference in his eyes.

Zhao Qiancheng looked at Mo Xiangjia's eyes with some hesitation. He could feel that since he finished his last sentence, her original feelings for him seemed to have dissipated in an instant.

He was a little flustered.

"Okay, if you'll forgive me only if I jump from here, then I will never look back." Zhao Qiancheng stepped on a chair beside him and stood directly on the wall of the balcony.

Mo Xiangjia glanced at him, then sneered twice: "Then show it to me without hesitation."

Looking at the abnormal height downstairs, Zhao Qiancheng's legs were inevitably a little weak, but Mo Xiangjia was watching him here, and he couldn't help jumping. He decided to delay for a while, maybe Mo Xiangjia changed his mind.

He didn't believe that Mo Xiangjia said that he didn't feel bad if he didn't feel bad.

"If I'm not here, you have to take good care of yourself. You like to kick the quilt when you sleep, be careful of catching cold, and you don't often eat things that are bad for your stomach. You should wear more clothes when I'm gone..."

Zhao Qiancheng began to give a lot of instructions, and Mo Xiangjia, who was still calm at first, became entangled in an instant. Although he always put himself in danger, he usually cared for himself very much.

"Don't talk about it, I know how I should live. What's the use of talking about it? No matter how good I am in my normal life, I'll be pushed out by you at a critical moment?" Mo Xiangjia's voice was a little excited, almost yelling.

Zhao Qiancheng understood that this was effective, so he had no choice but to continue to pretend to be pitiful, and smiled helplessly: "Actually, I know that what I say is useless, but I still hope you are all well."

As he said that, Zhao Qiancheng moved two steps slowly. Mo Xiangjia saw it, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, but she didn't want to stop him. If Zhao Qiancheng really loved her, she wouldn't mind being buried with him.

But does this person really love her?
"I still want to say one last thing, Mo Xiangjia, I love you." Zhao Qiancheng's voice was extremely expressive. She originally thought that Mo Xiangjia would be moved by him, but she didn't feel anything, and just looked up at him lightly.

"Zhao Qiancheng, do you know? There may be one thing that you haven't noticed yourself."

For some reason, Mo Xiangjia suddenly calmed down, looking at him as if he was talking about the weather today, which made Zhao Qiancheng a little puzzled.

Suddenly Mo Xiangjia laughed inexplicably, as if remembering something funny.

"Do you know? In fact, you are so indifferent that you won't fall in love with anyone. You have no heart at all."

So she did so much, it was just a joke.

All things are not as important as his interests in front of him.

"What are you talking about? I love you so much, why would you say that?" Zhao Qiancheng wanted to jump down and hug her in his arms, but Mo Xiangjia stopped him directly.

"Don't come down, do what you should do." Mo Xiangjia pointed down and took two steps back.

Zhao Qiancheng was slightly stunned, it seemed that today it was really necessary to jump, and looked down to see if there was any place that could be used as a slow stage, thinking of jumping there, so that Mo Xiangjia could catch up.

"OK, bye."

Zhao Qiancheng moved as he said that, looking extremely dangerous, but Mo Xiangjia, who was looking at him from the other side, suddenly roared: "Zhao Qiancheng! Even if you die! I will not forgive you!"

In an instant, Zhao Qiancheng, who was a little unsteady, turned his head sharply, only to see Mo Xiangjia trembling all over, turned around and rushed out the door, closing the door with a bang.

In fact, Mo Xiangjia still couldn't bear to see him really die in the end. After all, this man was the one she loved with all her might.

In an instant, the whole room was empty, only Zhao Qiancheng was left alone. Instead of chasing him out, he jumped down from the balcony. He was relieved when he stood on the solid floor.

Looking up at the closed door, Zhao Qiancheng touched his chest strangely, obviously he didn't have to jump down anymore, but why was his heart so depressed.

Perhaps it was because an idea popped up in his mind instantly.

Mo Xiangjia, I really want to leave myself.

As if there was a wolf chasing her behind, Mo Xiangjia almost rushed out, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she didn't understand why she was crying.

Is it grievance?

Still sad.

Standing on the balcony, Zhao Qiancheng watched Mo Xiangjia running out below, and couldn't help but sink his eyes until Mo Xiangjia disappeared from sight, still unable to recover for a long time.

"Mo Xiangjia, what exactly do you want? Love? You think too well, don't you?" Mo Xiangjia cried, and everyone around looked over.

I don't know how long I've been running. I looked blankly at the strange surroundings, all of which were filled with a sea of ​​people, and suddenly smiled at myself, Mo Xiangjia, Mo Xiangjia, the world is so big that even your place of shelter is so big! No.

In the end, she still didn't go back to the villa, but went to every place related to Zhao Qiancheng in the past. It seemed that the two of them could go back to the past when they returned there.

Looking at the sky, she didn't want to go back to the villa. She felt that it was not her home, but a refuge from the police.

Walking slowly, at the place where the two of them met for the first time, the man used to hold him in his arms and talk about love, treating her like a little girl, and she could satisfy whatever she wanted.

These are now painful memories.When did the two of them become like this?

"Sister, can you take that balloon down for me?" Mo Xiangjia was slightly stunned, and looked down, only to see that it was a child, soft, pointing at the balloon hanging on the tree not far away with some embarrassment. balloons.

Mo Xiangjia looked up, pondered for a moment, then raised his foot, took the balloon down, and handed it to the child.

"Wow, thank you sister!" The child was very happy to receive the balloon, and suddenly seemed to find Mo Xiangjia's red and swollen eyes, and was a little puzzled.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

Mo Xiangjia was taken aback for a moment. She didn't know what expression to use to face the child, and she remained silent for a while.

Suddenly the child took out a piece of candy from his arms, handed it directly to Mo Xiangjia, raised his hand and wiped her eyes: "Don't cry, don't cry, my mother said, girls will feel good when they eat a piece of candy gone."

Looking at the candy in his hand, Mo Xiangjia couldn't help feeling a little dazed. It seemed that Zhao Qiancheng used to give her a piece of candy every time she was in a bad mood, just like coaxing a child.

In the end, she took the candy from his hand and smiled: "Thank you."

But children can't see it, it's a forced smile.

Holding the candy tightly in his hand, he still walked aimlessly. Suddenly, he felt a little hungry. He looked around and touched his pocket, but there was nothing there.

"I don't have money...how can I eat?" Mo Xiangjia couldn't help but feel a sad feeling in his heart. He knew everything overnight, was framed by the person he loved the most, and the whole world was looking for her.

I am a person abandoned by the whole world.

At this time, she suddenly saw a cake shop in front of her. The cakes in it were not very luxurious, but very simple. The scene of making a cake and eating it.

But she had no money, and although she was hungry, she couldn't go in to buy cakes, but she didn't want to leave.

"Want to eat cake, don't you?" Mo Xiangjia looked up, and was looking at the kindly smiling face of the woman in his mid-teens.