"What with you?" Xia Xingchen couldn't help being surprised when he saw Jiang Mo's hesitant expression.Jiang Mo's expression darkened: "Sign a marriage contract with me."

"No mistake, right? Marriage?" Xia Xingchen was a little dazed, clutching his pants nervously with his right hand, frowning: "You...why do you want to marry me?"

Jiang Mo's arm moved slightly, and a look of pain flashed across his face.

"First of all, in your situation, if you want to make a name for yourself in the entertainment industry, you need a backer. If you marry me, I can guarantee that you will become popular in the entertainment industry and you will no longer be bullied."

"Secondly, my dad's illness is getting worse. His only wish now is to see me get married, and you are the most suitable candidate. If I take you to see my dad, he won't be suspicious."

"Finally, I checked your grandfather's illness. It's very rare. You can't afford the medical expenses at all. I can pay for your grandfather's medical expenses forever."

After hearing these three points, Xia Xingchen smiled wryly: "So the marriage you mentioned is just a transaction?"

Jiang Mo crossed his legs, his eyes were dark: "Otherwise, do you think I have no more love for you?"

A trace of pain flashed across Xia Xingchen's face, then he shook his head slowly with a solemn expression.

Jiang Mo went on to say, "We won't make it public when you're married, and it won't affect your reputation. I'll also give you pocket money and countless resources. No matter what you count, you'll be making money."

"Mr. Jiang, marriage is just a deal for you?" Xia Xingchen rubbed the tip of his nose, "I have been yearning for marriage since I was a child. I don't want my marriage to be mixed with interests and calculations. I'm afraid I can't agree to you." proposal."

Jiang Mo laughed when he heard that, and said mockingly, "It's because you still think about Lan Jinchen in your heart, are you afraid that he will know that we are married?"

Xia Xingchen said seriously: "This has nothing to do with him."

"Okay, I won't force others to make things difficult for me." Jiang Mo stood up and said coldly, "Just pretend that what happened today never happened."

At this moment, a panic-stricken man ran towards him, seemingly in a hurry.

With a "slap", he bumped into Jiang Mo's arm, and quickly bowed his head to say sorry.

Jiang Mo's face was slightly pale, with a trace of pain mixed in his expression. After nodding to the man, he turned and left quickly.

Xia Xingchen sat on the chair and looked at Jiang Mo's back, feeling very uncomfortable.

In the evening, he kept wandering while eating.

If he rejected Jiang Mo's words, would Jiang Mo marry someone else?

In the dark attic, Jiang Mo hugged the wet Xia Xingchen, and pressed a light kiss on his forehead.

"Xia Xia, when we grow up, let's get married."

"Bed 1 should take medicine."

The sister nurse took the medicine bottle and distributed the medicine to Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingchen sniffed, took the medicine and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

The nurse replied: "Take off the gauze tomorrow and you can leave the hospital. Go home and rest."

"Thank you." Xia Xingchen withdrew his eyes and sighed softly.

"Why didn't your friend come today?" the nurse asked casually.

Xia Xingchen was puzzled: "Friend? Which friend?"

The nurse smiled: "The friend who sent you here. But his arm was injured, and he is probably recuperating."

"Injured arm?" This time it was Xia Xingchen's turn to be surprised.

He thought of the abnormality of Jiang Mo's arm and the painful look on his face in the afternoon, and his heart trembled.

"It was Jiang Mo who brought me to the hospital that day?"

The nurse nodded: "The surname is Jiang. When he brought you here, he also bled a lot."

Xia Xingchen's breathing gradually became a little short, and he couldn't breathe due to the overwhelming guilt.

Jiang Mo saved himself, but he didn't even say thank you.

That night, Xia Xingchen suffered from insomnia.



In the early morning, Xia Xingchen simply packed up his things and was discharged from the hospital.

Passing by an ATM cash machine, Xia Xingchen inserted the card Jiang Mo gave him into it like a ghost.

He first entered Jiang's strange date and his own birthday, and the passwords were all wrong.

There is one last chance.

A series of numbers suddenly flashed in his mind, he held his breath, and slowly entered the 6 numbers.

The screen jumps and you successfully enter the page.

Xia Xingchen's expression changed.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the nose slowly turned red, and the eye sockets became slightly warm.

Pulling out the card, he walked aimlessly on the street.

That string of numbers was the day he confessed his love to Jiang Mo while drunk.

It was also their first day officially together.

Jiang Mo once told him that that day was the most important day in his life.

The weather in autumn gradually turned cold, Xia Xingchen's hands were cold, and he sat lonely on the public chair.

Now, his mind is full of Jiang Mo.

At this time, a luxury car stopped by the side of the road, and Lin Xianyu exposed his head and whistled at Xia Xingchen.

"Hey, I heard you rejected Jiang Mo's marriage proposal?"

Xia Xingchen's eyes flickered: "That's not a marriage proposal."

Lin Xianyu shrugged: "It's all the same, but you really have no conscience. He lost a lot of money to save you last time, and was bothered by those shareholders for a long time."

"I..." Xia Xingchen looked at Lin Xianyu, "I didn't know he gave so much for me."

Lin Xianyu blinked: "He's drinking at home now, there's still time to go. Let me tell you secretly, I'm not his boyfriend."

After Lin Xianyu left, Xia Xingchen seemed to have lost his soul.

As he walked, he thought, doesn't Jiang Mo really hate himself?Why help yourself over and over again?

"No...not right..."

Xia Xingchen's mind was getting more and more chaotic, and thinking about the bank card was even more painful.

When he got home, he looked at the painting on the wall, and thought of Jiang Mo's injured arm, and he felt pain in his heart.

Anyway, he owed Jiang Mo an apology and Jiang Mo a thank you.

Taking out the diary she hadn't opened for a long time, Xia Xingchen slowly flipped through it.

There is no long text description on it, but Jiang Mo's name is written all over it.

It was written on the table when he was most helpless when he first arrived in a foreign country.

Although at that time, he knew that Jiang Mo hated him.

Sometimes Jiang Mo was so anxious that he would call Jiang Mo's cell phone number from a public phone.

Hang up immediately after hearing the other party's voice.

Later, Jiang Mo changed his phone number, but Xia Xingchen never called again.

After closing the diary, Xia Xingchen closed his eyes and lay on the bed, secretly making a decision.

This time he wanted to be brave.

He started packing his luggage.

After 30 minutes, the two suitcases were packed.

A few days ago, Momo was lent to the children next door to do observation experiments. Xia Xingchen saw that Momo got along well with the children and could be taken care of all the time, so he gave it to the children.

Taking a last look at Momo, Xia Xingchen dragged his suitcase and took a taxi to Jiang Mo's villa area.

After explaining to the property owner for a long time, Jiang Mo's ID number was finally reported before the other party let him in.

In front of the door, he held his breath and knocked on the door of the villa.

"Which one?"

The familiar voice rang through the intercom at the door.

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