Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

"Jin'an, I'm really worried about you like this!"

Mo Fei worried and refused to leave.

Hua Jinan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the exhaustion of his eyes was inadvertently leaked.

He whispered, "Qing'er, you haven't been here for so many years, I'm not all well..."

Mo Fei suddenly became stiff, but this sentence that was so common to no longer was a shock to her.

She has been away from his life for four years, and he has come here in four years.

Therefore, it doesn't matter without you in the future.

do you mean this?

Mo Fei nodded, but never dared to look up at Hua Jinan.

She was afraid that he would see the tears in her eyes.

"Well, let's go first." Shen Lie got up and pushed Mo Fei away.

When they walked to the door, Hua Jinan's voice sounded from behind, "Qing'er, sorry, I have no other meaning."

Mo Fei raised his head, "It's okay, you take care of yourself."

The door closed, Hua Jinan took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes again.

The heart is a little tired.

Mo Fei was held in the car by Shen Lie, and she didn't seem to be upset.

Shen Lie drove the car and said softly, "What he said just now made you unhappy?"

Mo Fei smiled slightly, "So what? For so many years, there are too many things that have made me unhappy and I don't care about this one more!"

Shen Lie was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked again, "Qing'er, are you really unwilling in your heart?"

Mo Fei never looked back at him, her eyes kept falling out of the car window, "Why not reconciled?"

Shen Lie chuckled, "If it were another arrangement four years ago, you wouldn't have to die, and you wouldn't have been separated from him for four years. Maybe you were married a long time ago."

Mo Fei stretched out her hand and leaned behind her head, her beautiful lips let out a slight smile, full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Do I have a choice?"

After that, there was a long silence!

If, really if...

Subei goes to the studio every day, and then goes home to sleep.

She didn't even call Hua Jin, nor did the man call him.

Until, three days later they finally met at home.

When North Jiangsu returned home, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Hua Jinan was sitting in the living room with a small piece of white medicine cloth on his head.

Seeing Subei came back, his line of sight came over.

The headlights in the living room were not turned on, and Subei could not see what he was doing just now.

"You came back so late?" He stood up as he spoke.

Subei nodded. He wanted to go straight upstairs, but stopped when he reached the stairs.

She turned to look at the man standing in front of the sofa, "Is the injury on your head okay?"

After the man heard her, a slight smile faded from the corner of his lips, "I thought you wouldn't care?"

Subei said lightly, "I'm just thinking, should I pay any legal responsibility."

Hua Jinan walked to her, staring at her closely and said, "Unless I die, no one dares to hold you accountable, so now do you have to fight a few more times?"

Subei shook his head, "No need."

Then she raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her, "Hua Jinan, if you don't have to force me, I won't attack you. You know, why am I!"

After speaking, she got up on the stairs and said, "If you continue to do that in the future, I will beat you harder than this time. Maybe if you miss it, you may be killed."

The man's voice rang from behind, "There won't be another time."