Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 172 Sorry, Let's Break Up!
Finally, when he heard that she had transferred to study abroad, with a bang, those blueprints for a happy future he had built were shattered into pieces
Mu Anran left the country, silently, without even saying hello!
Obviously they used to be so affectionate, and they were so happy together before, why did she leave?
Is he not doing enough, or is he not good enough?She Mu Anran said it!

He must change it until she is satisfied!

Why didn't I have any reason, didn't have any words, just left a sentence of "I'm sorry, let's break up" and left quietly?
When Shi Jiguang was in a daze, his phone beeped, indicating that a message had entered.He turned on his cell phone, and when he saw that the sender was An Ran, his eyes lit up with joy.

The slightly raised corner of his mouth disappeared bit by bit when he saw the content of the message.And the coldness replaced the previous joy, and the eyes were as cold as ice.

Mu An dyed her hair with eleven characters, she said: "Shi Jiguang, I'm sorry, let's break up!"

Hehe, the simple eleven words, without any reason, ruthlessly obliterated everything that happened to them, and obliterated their feelings.

Mu Anran, you are so fucking ruthless! !
A cold light burst out from Shi Jiguang's eyes, and a wave of anger gradually rose. With a 'snap', he smashed the phone to the ground angrily.

The phone was torn apart, Uncle Guan, the driver who was waiting for him at the school gate, watched him smash the phone, the coldness and hatred in his eyes made Uncle Guan shudder.

Shi Jiguang, the prince of the Shi family, had an indifferent and cold personality, and was not a good-tempered person at all, but it was the first time that Uncle Guan had seen his young master lose such a temper after working in the Shi family for so many years.

What happened to his young master?In such a bad mood.
When Uncle Guan was in a daze, the door of the back seat was suddenly opened, and his long body bent into the car, but there was a gust of cold air, which seemed to drop the temperature inside the car by several degrees.

"Drive!" A cold voice suddenly sounded.

The cold air invaded from the back, Uncle Guan straightened himself up, not daring to glance at his young master who was sitting behind him, kept himself safe, and drove his car steadily and conscientiously.
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airport.

The plane rose slowly into the sky.

Holding the small potted plant, Mu Anran looked down at the city C where she had lived for more than ten years through the glass window, and slowly shed tears.

Goodbye C City, Shi Jiguang, goodbye.

It was already late at night when the plane arrived in Dublin, Mu Anran got off the plane, took his suitcase and went out.

The heat of Christmas continues to ferment in Dublin. After leaving the airport, 'MerryChristmas' [Merry Christmas] is posted on the streets next to it.

The road outside the airport was covered with deep snow. Mu Anran was carrying a heavy suitcase and a small potted plant in his hand. Due to unintentional force, the bright red on the gauze on his left wrist became more and more obvious, gradually soaking through the white gauze .

'Drip drip'

One drop after another of bright red blood dripped onto the pure white snow, which was so shocking that Mu Anran's eyes were a little empty. She looked into the distance and reached out to hail the taxi parked next to the airport.

The blood from the wrist slowly flowed out, Mu Anran's face became paler and paler, and his vision gradually became blurred.
When the sense of dizziness came, Mu Anran weakly lowered his eyelids, and slowly fell down.However, he clasped the potted plant tightly with his hands and tried his best.

In her blurred vision, she only heard a warm and pleasant English sentence.

Mu Anran was unable to answer, and at the moment of fainting, she subconsciously said something in Chinese: "My potted plant." Then a darkness fell in front of her eyes...

　It’s so sad to write~~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)