Kick the kid and run away! The president of the empire begged her to remarry with red eyes

"At that time, we were all young and full of longing. Unfortunately, time flies and everything has changed." Mo Xiaonai's voice contained a hint of gentle emotion.

Gong Zeming took a deep breath and fell into the memories of the past. That summer was indeed a wonderful one, but it was also a meeting point in his life, a choice that would determine his future.

"Perhaps we once had good memories, but they were just in the past. Now I have my family and my responsibilities." Gong Zeming's tone revealed firmness as he tried to make the relationship between himself and Mo Xiaonai better. The relationship becomes clear.

Mo Xiaonai didn't seem to be affected. She smiled and said, "Time will change everything, but some feelings are deeply imprinted in my heart. Don't you want to know why we separated at that time?"

This question was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Miyazawa's heart. He was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Let the past be in the past. We are all on our own paths."

Mo Xiaonai looked at Gong Zeming, with a flash of affection in his eyes: "Perhaps, the story between us is not over. You and Mu Shiwen are just a small part of life."

The corners of Gong Zeming's mouth moved slightly, but he did not speak. He knew Mo Xiaonai's intentions, but his heart was filled with waves. Memories of the past came flooding in, and the Mo Xiaonai in front of him was the fuse leading him to that once beautiful and complicated time.

"Maybe we can start over and get back the feeling we had before." Mo Xiaonai's tone contained a touch of temptation.

Gong Zeming took a deep breath, feeling the struggle in his heart. The love he once had left a deep mark on his memory, but in reality, he already had his own family. The appearance of Mo Xiaonai plunged him into an emotional dilemma.

"Mo Xiaonai, let the past go. I have my responsibility and can't look back." Gong Zeming spoke firmly, trying to get rid of the emotional web woven by Mo Xiaonai.

Mo Xiaonai's smile became even more charming. She gently brushed Gong Zeming's hand, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "What is the responsibility, Gong Zeming? Is it the shackles that imprison you, or make you lose your true happiness?"

Gong Zeming frowned, he knew what Mo Xiaonai meant. Past feelings cannot be erased in reality, and the responsibility in his heart is like a solid barrier. He tries to protect his family and happiness, but has to face the shadow of his past.

Mo Xiaonai hovered around him, wrapping him in it like a skillful spider web. Her voice was low and moving, like a melodious temptation: "Gong Zeming, haven't you ever thought that the story between us is not over yet?"

A flash of confusion flashed in Gong Zeming's eyes, and he felt as if he was in an inescapable dream. All the tenderness and pain in the past were entangled in his heart, and the Mo Xiaonai in front of him brought back his memories.

"Mo Xiaonai, I don't want to go back to the past. I have my family and my responsibilities." Gong Zeming tried to maintain inner peace, but the ripples in his heart became more and more turbulent.

Mo Xiaonai's eyes were deep and firm, and she seemed to see through Gong Zeming's thoughts: "Responsibility can be a shackles, or it can be the motivation to move forward. Why don't you try to face the truth in your heart and find your own Where is happiness?”

These words are like a seed buried deep in my heart, quietly taking root. Gong Zeming's heart was in turmoil. He felt an invisible force pulling him, making him fall into a quagmire of fate.

The midday sun shines through the curtains, casting mottled shadows on Gong Zeming's slightly frowning brows. The story between him and Mo Xiaonai seems to have not come to an end yet, and where he will go has become a proposition that he cannot avoid.

With Mo Xiaonai's frequent overtures of goodwill, Gong Zeming's heart began to stir. He realized that his refusal was not so decisive, and there was an inexplicable contradiction in his heart.

Mo Xiaonai said softly: "Gong Zeming, I know you are responsible for Mu Shiwen, but feelings cannot be controlled."

Miyazawa Mingyi said righteously: "It's past tense between us, you should understand." Mo Xiaonai murmured: "Maybe the past tense is not the end, but a beautiful memory."

There was a hint of elegance in her words, and her eyes revealed a nostalgia for the good old days. Mo Xiaonai took the initiative to pull a piece of paper on the table and gently began to draw the scenery of the seaside on it.

Mo Xiaonai pointed to the painting facing them in the cafe and said softly: "Do you remember? That sea, that's where we first met. The waves lapped at the beach, and we wrote there great memories.”

Miyazawa Ming stared at the scenery in the painting, and his heart felt ripples. It was the summer beach they had spent together, and his heart felt ripples. The sunshine in the picture shines on the two young people, and their smiles reveal youthful happiness.

Gong Zeming replied calmly: "Yes, I remember that was the beginning of our acquaintance." Mo Xiaonai's eyes gradually became gentle, and she continued to embellish that memory.

Mo Xiaonai described it vividly: "That summer, we were bathed in the sunshine, and every moment was filled with sweetness. Do you remember the small shell bracelet you bought for me? You said it was a souvenir between us. "

Gong Zeming nodded silently, his heart was filled with ups and downs, and the bracelet seemed to be connected to the good times in the past.

Mo Xiaonai sighed: "Perhaps, this is the only souvenir between us.

There was a touch of sadness in her tone, as if she was intoxicated in memories. These words outlined a once beautiful and complicated picture, making Gong Zeming's mood even more complicated.

Mo Xiaonai continued: "Gong Zeming, time will dilute everything, but memories are eternal. Are there any regrets about the story between us?"

Gong Zeming took a deep breath and felt the emotions conveyed by Mo Xiaonai. The two people in the picture seem to have returned to that summer beach, but now they are standing at different points in time. "Mo Xiaonai, we have moved on to our own lives. That time was just the good time."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mo Xiaonai's eyes, but she tried to hide her emotions, "Maybe, time has changed everything."

Miyazawa sighed. Mo Xiaonai put down the hand pointing at the painting and stared at Gong Zeming, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, "Maybe I shouldn't be entangled in your life anymore. But Gong Zeming, don't let responsibility become your shackles , and don’t miss out on true happiness.”

Her understatement contained deep emotion, as if she was expressing a sense of expectation in her farewell. And this expectation made Gong Zeming fall into deeper contradictions.