end of marriage

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Zhou Luoyan didn't confront him anymore.

He just leaned down, kissed An Mo's forehead lightly, and said softly, "Okay, I won't bother brother, but brother must take good care of himself."

"Now, lie down and sleep peacefully."

An Mo remained motionless.

"elder brother……"

An Mo lay down stiffly and closed his eyes as expected.

"Can I leave?"

"Yes." Zhou Luoyan said.

See, what he should believe in is his never-ending control over himself.

"Brother, this time, I won't make you tired or hurt you." Zhou Luoyan stroked his shoulder-length hair and kissed his hair.

It was too hot, and An Mo was burned by him.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Luoyan had already left.

On the second day, he didn't come back.

Xiao Yuxi came over as usual.

An Mo originally wanted to insinuate, to see if Xiao Yuxi really had other thoughts about him.He is too cold, and when his eyes are on one person, he can no longer pay attention to other people's thoughts.

Xiao Yuxi was too polite, and he was upset, so he couldn't ask in the end.

Mainly, he really didn't know what to like about such a terrible self.

A few days later, An Mo packed up his things and was about to leave the hospital. When he took a taxi, Xiao Yuxi came over, saying that he had something to do at school, and insisted on giving him a ride along the way.

An Mo hesitated for a while, but the driver behind impatiently honked his horn, so he had no choice but to get in the car.

Xiao Yuxi persuaded An Mo to stay in the hospital for a few more days of observation, but An Mo refused: "I don't know how many times I have been in the hospital this year, and I don't even know that I have become so delicate."

Xiao Yuxi smiled: "Omega's physique is inherently fragile. An Mo, you don't have to be so tight. If you need help, you can tell me anytime."

An Mo stared blankly at the car window.Since he walked out of the hospital just now, he has been looking around and looking for something.

At this time, his eyes were a little dark.

Zhou Luoyan really listened to his words these few days and didn't show up again.An Mo was not as relaxed as expected.

Instead, it was empty.

He felt that he was the awkward and unreasonable person, no more sober than Zhou Luoyan.

"An Mo, what's the matter, aren't you feeling well?" Xiao Yuxi asked seeing his pale face.

"Yuxi", An Mo suddenly said, "Tell me, man, why do you sometimes act cheap?"

Xiao Yuxi made up his mind, but did not answer.

"Why, I obviously didn't want to see it and avoided it, but I was a little... unhappy because of it."

No, very, not happy.

Xiao Yuxi looked back at him: "Maybe, the injury left a scar, which is easy to remember."

An Mo leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes deeply.

A few hundred meters away, a patent-leather Maybach followed them closely.

Zhou Luoyan in the car had a serious expression on his face, but he kept a distance that would not be noticed by the vehicle in front.

He actually came to the hospital a long time ago, but he didn't go into the ward.He watched An Mo take someone else's car, he was angry and anxious, but he held back.

Then, just follow them secretly.

He said that he would show him the matter of hurting him.

In the past few days, Zhou Luoyan has come to the hospital every day.An Mo seemed very angry that day, Zhou Luoyan was afraid that his appearance would make An Mo's mood unstable, so he endured it and did not let him see him.

When the car was driving at the corner of the street, Zhou Luoyan's cell phone rang suddenly. He was upset and didn't answer it.

But the phone rang like a reminder, and it rang twice again. Zhou Luoyan finally got impatient and looked down at the screen.

It showed a long list of nursing home numbers.

Zhou Luoyan's heart skipped a beat, an inexplicable bad feeling made him slow down slowly.

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An Mo lived back in the faculty dormitory that day, and spent the whole day looking at his phone absent-mindedly.

There is no call from that person, nor any message.

An Mo frowned, mocking himself for being worthless, restraining his bad emotions little by little.

On the second day, his complexion finally returned to normal.

He went to and from class as usual, and his life returned to its usual calm.

Until that afternoon, he saw a familiar figure parked outside his office from a distance.

An Mo steadied his body slightly, and approached the man: "Cui Shu?"

Cui Shu was on the phone, when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head, saw that it was An Mo, and cut off the call.

"Professor An, Mr. Zhou asked me to come and see you."

An Mo's expression changed, and he couldn't help asking: "What about him?"

As soon as the words fell, he regretted it again, and added: "I'll just ask."

Cui Shu froze for a moment, but did not answer him.

An Mo keenly caught a few traces of abnormality, thinking that Zhou Luoyan had done something crazy and stupid again: "What's wrong with Zhou Luoyan?"

Cui Shu replied: "Professor An, you don't have to worry. Mr. Zhou is fine. He just has some things to deal with and cannot come here in person. You have just been discharged from the hospital. He is really worried, so let me come and visit."

An Mo nodded, only then did he realize that he was a little flustered.

Cui Shu hesitated to speak: "Well, Professor An, you..."

An Mo looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"If Mr. Zhou is a little unstable in the future, please forgive him."

An Mo didn't quite understand what he meant.

Cui Shu clicked so far, seeing that the situation of the person was not bad, and without delay, he said goodbye to An Mo and went back to the company to deal with matters.

After he left, An Mo stood alone for a while, feeling that Cui Shu spoke strangely today, as if he was hiding something from him or knew something.

Also, what does Zhou Luoyan's emotional instability mean?

He hasn't appeared by his side these days, but he kept pestering her a while ago, which is indeed a bit abnormal.

He didn't think that what he said in the hospital that day could make Zhou Luoyan suddenly change his sex.

Thinking of this, An Mo quickened his pace unconsciously, and chased in the direction Cui Shu left.

Simply, Cui Shu didn't go too far. When An Mo arrived, he was just about to get in the car, and he seemed very anxious.

An inexplicable anxiety welled up in An Mo's heart, he opened his mouth to call Cui Shu.

At this time, Cui Shu received a call: "Yes, Mr. Zhou, Professor An looks good, and there is nothing wrong, don't worry... If you are really worried, you can come and see him tomorrow."

An Mo's eyes moved slightly, Cui Shu was talking to Zhou Luoyan, he was worried about him...

So, has Zhou Luoyan been paying attention to him these days...

"Should Dr. Chen go to the nursing home too? You can take care of Miss Ji. I'll go pick her up."

An Mo stopped in his tracks and stood on the spot.

At this moment, Cui Shu put the phone back in his pocket, opened the car door, and saw An Mo standing in front of him just in time, a little surprised: "Professor An, why are you here?"

An Mo came back to his senses, and shook his head: "It's nothing, I want to ask you if Zhou Luoyan is okay."

Cui Shu suddenly fell silent.

An Mo smiled: "I see."

Cui Shu wanted to say something more, but he changed it back to Shengsheng: "Professor An, take care of your health. Mr. Zhou is actually very worried about you, so you should pay more attention here."

An Mo let out a "hmm" from his kindness.

In such an instant, he realized that he really deserved it, he did it himself.

He said that he wanted to leave, and he wanted to make a difference, but because of his slightest concern, he would forget those injuries and his persistence.

At this moment, the deep knot in his heart suddenly loosened.Perhaps, there should be no more expectations.

[The author has something to say: the lump in my heart is the details of the knife behind]