After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Mo Beixiao didn't expect Jiang Yi'an to get off the bed and hug him.

The woman's soft and fragrant embrace made him feel warm in the pain of memories.

But he knew that his current relationship with Jiang Yi'an should not be too close, let alone have physical contact.

He frowned, suppressing his inner urge to hold her tightly, and subconsciously reached out to push her away.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he stretched out his hand, Jiang Yi'an leaned forward a little.

The softness and warmth of the woman's body, as well as her vague fragrance, completely shattered his remaining sanity.

He no longer resisted or hesitated, stretched out his arms and hugged Jiang Yian tightly in his arms.

Men are very strong.

Jiang Yi'an felt like his whole body was being held and rubbed into his arms.

She could feel the weight of the hug and the change in his mood.

The woman sighed and didn't struggle. She just patted his back gently: "I'm sorry...it's my fault."

If she had known that her question would remind him of so many painful memories, she would not have asked it.

"it's not your fault……"

Mo Beixiao closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "It's been too long...it's been too long since I found someone who listens to what I said."

In fact, it's not that he hasn't found anyone to listen to him for a long time, but that this is the first time he has expressed such emotions.

It has been five years since Mo Nan's accident.

Over the past five years, he has been working intensively.

Except for work, she spent all her time either listening to Qin Hanshuang talk about her entertainment industry affairs, or spending all her time with Grandpa Mo and Xiaozhou with a smile on her face, making them feel at ease.

No one ever cared about whether he was tired or whether he still had sad emotions that needed to be vented.

Everyone assumes that a man like him is strong and does not need to have emotions.

Even he thinks so.

So in the past five years, he has never vented his emotions, and he has never told anyone about his inner pain.

Can……

He didn't know why, but he wanted to tell Jiang Yi'an these feelings.

When Jiang Yi'an asked him about his relationship with his brother, he would feel inexplicably sad and couldn't wait to tell her all his experiences over the years.

In fact, Mo Beixiao himself knew very well that the words he said were not in answer to Jiang Yi'an's questions, but purely to vent the emotions that he had been holding back for five years.

But he couldn't control it.

When Jiang Yi'an showed a strong interest in his brother Mo Nanze, he suddenly felt at a loss and was afraid that he would really lose Jiang Yi'an.

So he couldn't wait to tell Jiang Yi'an that actually... he also had his own sorrows and struggles, and he hoped she could understand.

At this moment, he was holding Jiang Yi'an, but his heart was filled with sadness and helplessness.

He knew that what he was doing was actually ridiculous and absurd.

But after this, he could only do this...

"Mo Beixiao."

Jiang Yi'an sighed: "I can actually empathize with your feelings..."

The woman patted his back gently: "We are actually the same kind of people to a certain extent."

"Five years ago... I was like this too."

As she said that, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that our misfortunes are all due to an incident five years ago..."

Mo Beixiao didn't say anything, but just kept Jiang Yi'an tightly.