"What can I do to her?" Si Moli's voice was low, with no hint of anger, "I just want to care about her."

"Do you care about me?" Liang Nianhe seemed to have heard a big joke, "Si Moli, from the beginning to the end, you are just a selfish and self-righteous person. You are self-centered and in the name of love, Don’t you have any idea of ​​how many things you have done to hurt me?”

"I can change it." He said, "Can you teach me?"

A negotiating tone.

Liang Nianhe's scalp felt numb and his back felt hairy.

The scariest thing about Si Moli is that he always puts behind his mind the things he did to hurt her, and feels that they are not worth mentioning, and that she is making a fuss out of a molehill.

As long as he coaxes her with a few words of kindness and admits her mistake, those things can be written off and never happened.

He didn't care at all what Liang Nianhe thought, whether those wounds had healed or whether they would leave scars in his heart for a lifetime.

In a word, Si Moli didn't understand what "empathy" meant.

Seeing that Liang Nianhe didn't speak, he curled his lips, took out a few tissues and handed them to her: "Wipe them away."

Tears were still hanging on her eyelashes.

Liang Nianhe turned away and did not take the tissue.

Surprisingly, the next second, Si Moli bent down and carefully wiped her tears.

He is really gentle, without any hint of irritability.

Liang Nianhe couldn't stop trembling all over.

One second, he could drag her unceremoniously to the ground.

The next second, he was able to wipe her tears as if nothing had happened.

This is Si Moli's love.

Who dares to ask for it? Who can afford it?

"Okay, don't cry anymore." Si Moli said calmly, "Nianhe, have you had enough trouble? Huh?"

"Cause?"

"Yes. When we have had enough trouble, we will go home and don't make Grandpa and Mom feel bad. If we haven't made enough trouble..." Si Moli paused and said, "It doesn't matter, I can continue to accompany you."

Liang Nianhe suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" Si Moli replied, "No matter what, in the end, you will come back to Siyuan with me and live a down-to-earth life. Want a divorce? Unless, I die."

He bit the word "death" very hard, and it fell clearly on everyone's ears.

He is making a statement.

Even if the city was in uproar, he, Si Moli, would not let go of Liang Nianhe's hand.

He and she will be a couple for life.

The smile on Si Moli's lips deepened, and the movements of his hands became gentler. After making sure that all her tears were wiped away, he took back his hand and straightened up.

By the way, he also looked at the time.

"Well, Liang Jiayun is coming soon." He said.

Si Moli returned to his seat and sat down, playing with his phone, looking casual and careless.

His appearance gave Liang Nianhe a feeling of powerlessness that no matter how hard she tried and how big the matter was, she still couldn't escape from the palm of his hand.

He dominates everything.

But Liang Nianhe refused to admit defeat and was unwilling to give in.

She didn't believe that Si Moli could cover the sky with one hand and imprison her forever!

This commotion in the Si family was one of Liang Nianhe's tricks. She was just trying to delay time.

As long as she waits until she sees Song Zhixu again, she will have a chance to stay away from all this right and wrong!

Footsteps were heard outside.

Soon, Liang Jiayun walked in.

Mr. Si's sharp eyes, and Lin Zhen's disgusted and disgusted eyes, were all staring at her.

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