Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

He lowered his head and murmured softly: "Why don't you give me a little more time?! Why don't you hold on a little longer?! Aren't you always waiting for me to love you?! Didn't wait for me to love you, you Are you willing?!"

"Little Sun, I have many, many secrets that I want to tell you. I have many things to say, but I haven't told you yet. I haven't said sorry to you yet. I haven't told you yet. I love you. How can I leave me? ?!"

"There is a sentence that I have always wanted to tell you, I have always wanted to tell you, like every ignorant boy who likes a girl, standing on the street with people coming and going, blushing, heart beating fast, saying to you loudly : Little Sun, I like you, I fell in love with you a long time ago."

"Do you know?! I am 20 years old, standing by the river and burning the letters you wrote to me, and burning the gifts you gave me. Every time I burn one, I say to myself: Mu Wanqing, I can no longer love you , but I will always guard you, by your side, guard you for the rest of your life, and never marry."

"I used to think that I couldn't give you the happiness you wanted, so I hypnotized myself all the time, telling myself not to care about you, not to love you, and to push you away time and time again. However, whenever I see you with other men, I feel so jealous..."

The torrential rain is getting worse and worse.

Yang Mufan opened his eyes slightly, looked at the icy rain, pouring water on Mu Wanqing's body, so he leaned forward, bent over to block the rain with his body, and then unbuttoned his shirt very slowly, Then he pulled it away, and pulled Mu Wanqing into the warmest, softest, hottest and closest part of his body.

He hugged her tightly and hugged her hard, how much he thought, just like when he hugged her before, she would hesitate for a few seconds, then wrap her around his waist cautiously, shyly and timidly, arching her small body , greeted him with a hug.

Think about it, when holding her, her body is still: soft, soft, and warm.

But now, besides being hard, all that is left in her arms is ice-cold.

At that moment, Yang Mufan deeply understood a truth: he spent 12 years and finally lost his girl.

She will never come back to him again, never call his name again, and never knit a scarf or gloves for him when the weather is cold, hold his hand in her palm, and breathe Warm up.

No recollection, no idea, once he opened the gate of memory, he suddenly found that the 12 years, whether long or short, were all contributed by her.She tried her best to love him and follow him, but he never gave her even a moment of tenderness, not even a warm word, an indifferent smile, or a caring look.

The rainwater all over the sky, evenly and densely sprinkled from the mid-air, like poisoned needles one after another, all sharply pierced into his heart, and the heartache was unbearable.

He wanted to laugh, cry, and yell, but it was as if his face was paralyzed, and he couldn't make any expressions. He just used more strength to hold the woman in his arms who was filled with a strong burning smell. .

He trembled faintly, howled sadly and hysterically: "Little Sun, if I don't bully you, if I don't ignore you anymore, if I don't neglect you anymore, if I love you with all my heart, if I treat you wholeheartedly Okay, will you come back to my side again?! Little Sun, tell me where I should go to get you back..."

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Nan Juefeng looked at Mu Fan holding Mu Wanqing, sitting in the heavy rain for a day and a night, worried and terribly worried.

If this continues, people will die.

However, they did not dare to approach, or stepped forward to forcibly intervene.

In the end, I had to turn around in a hurry in the distance.

When he and the three Tian family brothers were so anxious that they didn't know what to do, Yang Mufan suddenly took action.