Do you know Tang Xin?

Lin Zi was very busy with work and couldn't come here every day. Tang Xin waited patiently.

Lin Zi came again, but neither Tang Xin nor Lin Zi expected Mo Yifu to appear later, let alone Mo Yifu would be furious.

As long as he hasn't seen Lin Zi, he hasn't seen Mo Yifu for as long. Tang Xin originally thought that he wouldn't have to see Mo Yifu again in his last days.

If time could be turned back, Tang Xin would not have gone to see Mo Yifu that day.

Why do you want to be by Lin Zi's side!

With such resentment, Tang Xin followed Mo Yifu into the small hotel, smiled and let the other party tear his shirt, wanted to feel the lingering breath of Lin Zi from Mo Yifu's arms, and wanted Mo Yifu to regret it, But I don't want to be misunderstood that I like him.

I like it, not you.

The tearing pain, without the slightest tenderness, Tang Xin doesn't hate, as long as it can make Mo Yifu regret it.

Lin... Azusa!

Mo Yifu whispered in Tang Xin's ear the moment he was released.

I will never appear in front of you or him again.

Tang Xin didn't remember how he left afterwards, but he always remembered that the pain in his heart was far greater than the pain in his body, and he still clearly remembered the expression on Mo Yifu's face when he heard this sentence.

In astonishment, there was also a sigh of relief.

Regret is like cutting Tang Xin's heart with a rusty knife.

Mo Yifu, you must forget today.

"I'm leaving, I'll see you tomorrow."

Lin Zi was going back.

"Lin Zi, I like pears."

Tang Xin saw that Lin Zi's eyes fell on the apple that Lin Zi brought along with his words, and then Lin Zi smiled, "I will bring your favorite pear to see you tomorrow."

It had been three months since Mo Yifu and Lin Zi quarreled, and Tang Xin and Lin Zi had never mentioned Mo Yifu in their conversations. Even so, Lin Zi's deep thoughts still made Tang Xin uncomfortable.

Lin Zi is here.

"I brought your favorite pear."

Even though Lin Zi was smiling after opening the door, Tang Xin's familiar sigh was still in the smile, and the smile on Tang Xin's face remained unchanged, "Come, sit, and do me a favor."

It's time to let it all end.

Tang Xin expected Lin Zi's astonishment. After all, this matter sounded crazy, but he believed that Lin Zi would be willing to help.

There are as many people as he knows, and there are only a few who can still remember his own and keep in touch. Tang Xin watched Lin Zi flip through the contact book he had given him, waiting for Lin Zi to ask questions.

There is no you inside, but you are right in front of me.

There is no Mo Yifu in it, you know it means he knows, but in my life, I don't need Mo Yifu.

Lin Zi, will you ask?

Lin Zi asked yes, but Mo Yifu was not included in the question.

Lin Zi asked why Grandpa Zhang's address was the cemetery, Tang Xin was silent.

The only person in the world who knew who his father was, his mother, Grandpa Zhang, left Tang Xin with the secret in his heart.

Father, in Tang Xin's life, was always the alimony that the young secretary pretended to hand over to him.

Lin Zi didn't ask for the answer, but continued flipping through the book.

Tang Xin stretched out his hand to stop Lin Zi from turning the next page, and pointed to the name on that page, "He doesn't need it."

"why."

"I don't want him to be sad."

Tang Xin laughed, Chen Dongxuan fell in love with himself who was impossible to like him, but he fell in love with Lin Zi who was impossible to get, it was the same.

From the end of the road in front of Chen Dongxuan's shop, it was the place where Mo Yifu worked, and occasionally he could see Lin Zi waiting for Mo Yifu to get off work.The back view of him leaving side by side with him, even as time goes by, Tang Xin still can't forget.

And before Chen Dongxuan disappeared in Chen Dongxuan's world, Tang Xin hadn't said that sorry.

If he still likes me, Lin Zi, how sad.