You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 1105 It Looks Like I Can't Leave You In My Life

Chapter 1105 It Looks Like I Can't Leave You In My Life
The Pistons advanced to the Finals night.

They went home and didn't let the Pacers take the game back.

116 is better than 111
This is a game that will test the will. The Pistons, who have endured countless challenges, finally defeated the Pacers with experience.

Tonight, the protagonists of the stage are not Mo Mengchen and Hill, but Anthony and Curry.

Today happened to be the night of Anthony's MVP coronation in the regular season. He lived up to the sublimation brought by the addition of glory. He defeated the Pacers with an exciting large triple-double and led the Pistons to the finals for nine consecutive years.

"Please persuade him to play for another ten years no matter what. He can do it."

When Mo Mengchen was being interviewed on the spot, Curry came over to grab a shot.

Although it was a joke, there must be a bit of his truth.

He interfered so much that even the reporter on the scene changed the question: "Is this season really your last season?"

Mo Mengchen asked back: "Why do you ask that?"

"You can still play 82 regular season games, averaging 17 points, 6 rebounds and 8 assists per game, and your performance in the playoffs will go even further. Not counting tonight, you can average 20 points, 7 rebounds and 7 assists per game." The reporter said, " Most people think that if you go to a team that gives you a lot of freedom, you can still average 25+8+8 per game."

This, I do not deny.

"Are you encouraging me to join other teams?" Mo Mengchen immediately changed the subject.

The reporter knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly corrected him: "No, it's just a metaphor, I didn't mean that."

"I think so." Mo Mengchen didn't make things difficult for him. "I tend to retire after the season. This is not the final decision. After the season is over, I will sit down and discuss it with my family."

The interview was over, and Mo Mengchen walked towards the player tunnel.

"Have a good discussion with your family?" Hill said with a smile, "Are you serious?"

He is used to talking with Mo Mengchen all the way after every game, and they can share their good and bad things.

He really couldn't imagine what it would be like without Mo Mengchen in the team.

When chatting, walking will become very fast;
When you wish certain moments would come at a slower pace, time will playfully speed up, so fast that it will make you frightened and uneasy.

Mo Mengchen and Hill walked outside the locker room.

They entered the locker room together. Except for the rookies, few people were excited about reaching the finals. This is what they have been doing for nine years, and they are as used to it as eating and sleeping.

Frauses entered the locker room, said a few words, let everyone have a good rest, and disbanded on the spot.

Mo Mengchen took a shower and walked outside the arena alone. Madeira had been waiting in her car for a long time.

Just as Medela was about to drive home, Mo Mengchen said, "Go to North Street in the downtown area."

Hearing this place name, Madeira hesitated for a while, as if she was thinking about what kind of place it was, but soon she remembered it, and started the car calmly.

These days, Mo Mengchen was sure that Medela must have known something, but she never took the initiative to speak out, as if she wanted to keep the secret in her heart forever.

As his retirement approached, Mo Mengchen had to think about the future on the one hand, and deal with his affairs with Madeira on the other.

He can drag on, but Madeira can't, she is no longer young.

Mo Mengchen asked Madeira to drive the car to Sievers' house.

He didn't want to hide anymore, let Madeira wait in the car, got out of the car alone, took out the key from his body, opened the door, and walked in.

Mo Mengchen came without warning, which surprised Sivers.

She thought Dr. Mo, who had no interest, suddenly wanted to "change his taste" today, trying to appear more charming.

However, there was no trace of affection on Mo Mengchen's face.

"If you're here to see Monica, I'm sorry to tell you that she fell asleep," Sievers said resignedly. "It's hard for her to watch a game where you only play 20 minutes."

Mo Mengchen sat on the sofa and said, "Really? That's good."

Sievers thought that Mo Mengchen was playing hard to get, so he took the initiative: "So, is Dr. Mo here to find me?"

"Unless there is a third person in your family."

"The playoffs are so tense, and you still think of me, which really touches me." Sievers lightly leaned on Mo Mengchen's shoulder, and said with some reproach, "But you don't want to call me first if you want to come." Phone, I'm not prepared at all"

Mo Mengchen asked, "Have you decided what Monica said before?"

Sievers could see that Dr. Mo didn't want to change his taste tonight, he probably didn't even want to take off his clothes.

She also regained her dignity, sat beside Mo Mengchen, and said, "I hope to make Monica happy, but I don't know where else I can realize my value after leaving Saint Lucifer."

She has always been a workaholic, Monica may have changed some of her views on life, but by no means all.

"Your so-called value is to die in Saint Lucifer?" Mo Mengchen mocked, "It's really a lofty ideal."

Sievers heard that he was slandering himself again, and pinched his cheek angrily, "Then tell me, where should I die?"

"The important thing is not where you are, but what you want to do? If your wish is to die in St. Lucifer, of course I have no problem." Mo Mengchen told her, "If you have other goals, or some things you want to do I may not be able to provide professional advice on things I have been unable to do, but I can provide sufficient funds. You and Monica are my family, and your business is my business."

It's really touching that a man who never said much about love suddenly talks so much.

Sievers' nose was sore and astringent, and she pinched Mo Mengchen's face again: "It seems that I can't leave you in my life, Doctor Mo."

 Nearly half of the content of this chapter has been deleted, so it is very short, very short.Shorter than some chapters of Anthony's column.In this way, tomorrow, the main text will end.Within four days after the end of the main text, I will complete Mo Mengchen's post-retirement story and extra episodes in the form of one chapter a day.Thank you for your company for one year and three months.Finally, thank you for being a bit salty today, Immortal, Immortal, My Little Brother, Little Uncle, Lushanyue, Winter Night Stars 2020, Real Madrid Golden Boy No. 1, Philosophical Banana, Descendants of Judah, He Xuezhi, Huier Rewards from Mao, Climbing the Tower to View the Sea, Qingfeng Mingyue Laoge, 1025 Dragon 1025.

  
 
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