impatience

When Luo Fei was on the treadmill, his mobile phone rang. He turned off the machine and picked up the phone. While wiping his sweat with a towel, he asked, "Uncle He, have you found it?"

"Those people are all here with me now, do you ask yourself?"

"Hold it first. I'm tired today. I'll come back tomorrow. When the time comes, ask someone to take them to Si Cheng's bar."

"Row."

Luo Fei was actually not tired. He looked at the time and found that it was already evening. He really wanted to grab Mo Ziyi and bring him in front of the group of people to let him see clearly that he didn't do it, but thinking about Mo Ziyi yesterday Yi must have gone back very late, and had a fight with him again at noon, and he was probably tired, so he wanted to ask him to come with him tomorrow.

Why am I so caring, Luo Fei sighed in his heart.

Someone made an appointment with Mo Ziyi one step earlier than Luo Fei.

"Hi, my name is Ding Yan, and I'm Luo Fei's fiancée. Can we meet tonight?"

When Mo Ziyi saw this text message, he didn't know what to think. He had only seen this kind of drama of the courtroom interviewing a third party before, but he never thought it would happen to him.

And for a man.

"Okay, you send me the address, I'm going out now."

You always have to face it, and there are some things that Luo Fei can't explain clearly, so it's better to use this method to give everyone a chance to confess.

There were not many people on the street on the first day of the new year. When Mo Ziyi opened the door of the coffee shop, he felt that life was really comparable to a TV series, but many mistresses in the show seemed to be arrogant and domineering, and they didn't want to meddle in other people's feelings. There was no sense of shame in his behavior, but Mo Ziyi was extremely ashamed and humble in his heart, and wanted to back down more than once.

Ding Yan was wearing an elegant coat, sitting by the window, with a cup of hot milk in front of her.

Mo Ziyi sat down opposite her, Ding Yan looked at him indifferently, and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

"No need." When he faced it for real, his mood was calm, not to mention that even showing weakness would not help. Mo Ziyi glanced out the window, "I don't like coffee."

"I really like drinking coffee, but I heard that it's best not to drink it for pregnant women." Ding Yan smiled, and casually brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Mo Ziyi finally looked at her directly, and there was panic in his eyes that he tried his best to suppress but still showed.

"Otherwise, why would I come here to order a cup of hot milk?" Ding Yan still smiled lightly, "But Luo Fei doesn't know about it yet."

She took out a stack of papers from the bag beside her, unfolded it and pushed it in front of Mo Ziyi.

Mo Ziyi tried his best to hide his trembling body, and slightly picked up the two pieces of paper, one was the diagnosis certificate of accidental miscarriage, and the other was the pregnancy diagnosis certificate.

The date he went to see the miscarriage diagnosis was probably more than two months ago, and the date of the pregnancy certificate was more than a week ago.

"When we met for the first time, it was outside cousin Luo Fei's wedding hotel, right?" Ding Yan said, "I was pregnant for the first time, and Luo Fei didn't know. Take me home, but then he said he was going to find you."

"I had to go back by myself. I was dizzy when I entered the house. I couldn't find the light switch and fell down. The child was gone."

Mo Ziyi's body shook slightly, his hands were under the table, his fingertips were trembling.

"That's why I took sleeping pills and committed suicide. I really couldn't get out..." Ding Yan's eyes were a little red, "The last time I was at the bar door, I knew Luo Fei still couldn't let you go, but I was pregnant again at that time. My parents asked us to get married as soon as possible, and Luo Fei agreed, but he disappeared that night, and he didn’t reply to my WeChat messages, and his friend sent me back later.”

Mo Ziyi bit the soft flesh on the inner wall of his mouth fiercely. He remembered the affair he had with Luo Fei in the corner of the bar that day, and the two days he spent in the villa. He didn't expect that they seemed to be deeply in love. Behind it is another person's heavy humiliation and forbearance, even every lingering relationship between him and Luo Fei is based on the pain of the woman in front of him, not only that, but also the innocent unborn child.All of Mo Ziyi's defenses collapsed at this moment, and the ground was covered with debris. He felt that he was really terribly bad.

He once comforted himself that maybe Luo Fei and his fiancée were just married, and there was no relationship, so as to alleviate his guilt, but he didn't expect that Luo Fei and her already had children, and one of the children She even had a miscarriage due to her own reasons.

Ridiculous and sinful, Mo Ziyi felt that he was no less than a murderer.

"I'm sorry..." Mo Ziyi didn't dare to look into Ding Yan's eyes, but just stared at the table, "I don't know this..."

"So I don't blame you." Ding Yan held the cup with both hands, "I know Luo Fei likes you, but I'm pregnant now and I'm going to get engaged soon, I don't want to see it again..."

"I know." Mo Ziyi took a deep breath, "I will never contact him again, and I will never have anything to do with him."

This promise seemed to give Mo Ziyi some courage to face Ding Yan. He raised his head and looked at Ding Yan: "Don't worry, I won't disturb your life anymore."

Ding Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, she looked at Mo Ziyi gratefully: "Thank you."

Mo Ziyi couldn't bear her thank you, it was ridiculous, Ding Yan wanted to thank him in return even after he hadn't said enough "I'm sorry".

"Don't say that..." Mo Ziyi stood up as he spoke, his body was a little weak, he put his hands on the edge of the table, and barely stood still, "I'm going first, be careful when you go back alone."

"Okay." Ding Yan also stood up after drinking the last sip of milk, "Then goodbye."

"Goodbye." Mo Ziyi left his seat, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ding Yan.

"Miss Ding."

"What else?"

"It was me who did the wrong thing, I apologize to you, you can come to me if you have any dissatisfaction." Mo Ziyi's eyes gradually became calm, "But you shouldn't find someone to smash that studio, They were not wrong."

Ding Yan froze for a moment and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I know I'm not in a position to accuse you, but I hope you don't bother them again." Mo Ziyi zipped up his jacket a little, "I said I would never contact Luo Fei again, this one I won't say a word to him, don't worry."

"Goodbye, Miss Ding, I wish you a happy new year."

Ding Yan stood where she was, looking through the window at the tall and thin figure who was walking away slowly. On the empty street, Mo Ziyi's figure was particularly thin. He was obviously so tall, but it made people feel that he needed protection. It seems vulnerable.

Mo Ziyi was walking on the street and called Shen An.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry." Mo Ziyi said, "She asked me to meet, she did it, but I can't blame you for you, I..."

"I know, it's all over, it doesn't matter." Shen An sighed, "Then what about you and Luo Fei...?"

"It's nothing to do, I won't contact you in the future, and there must be a limit to being mean." Mo Ziyi put his other hand in his pocket, "Shen An, I'm really sorry, I'm now..."

His voice was a little choked: "I never thought I could be so bad..."

"Where are you?" Shen An became worried when she heard his crying, "Tell me, I'll find you."