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Chapter 429 Only Mo Han
"Yes!"

Ten Wolves knew that at this time, the Lord didn't want to be disturbed the most, and he also knew that what he said at this time was useless, so he had no choice but to leave the room and not disturb him.

Take a spoon to scoop up the soft and glutinous fungus and lotus seed soup in the bowl, and put it into your mouth one bite at a time.

After eating a few mouthfuls of lotus seed soup, Mo Han suddenly saw Meng Kejun sitting opposite him, eating fungus and lotus seed soup with a spoon...

The night was getting deeper and the cold was getting heavier.

Ye Rongrong returned to her room, and was taken aback by her senior brother who had been waiting in the room.

"Where have you been?"

Hou Yingjie, who was sitting at the table, kept frowning, questioning Ye Rongrong with a slightly annoyed tone.

On the table was the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he bought specially. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had just come out of the oven was already completely cold, just like his heart.

"Just go out for a walk."

Ye Rongrong said something calmly, then went to the table and poured a cup of tea for Hou Yingjie.

"Do you dare to say that you sneaked out to find that heartless Feng An?"

Thinking of that scumbag Feng An, Hou Yingjie couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly on the table.

"Junior Sister, haven't you seen what he is like? Why are you still so obsessed with it?"

Hou Yingjie really couldn't figure out what was so good about this Feng An that his junior sister was obsessed with him as if she had been poisoned, because she couldn't figure out how to jump into the river to die after being abandoned by him.

She thought that she would be able to see Feng An's character clearly after walking in front of the King of Hades, and would be able to think clearly that she was so worthless for him, but she was still obsessed with no regrets.

"Brother, as I said, don't mention him in front of me in the future, I really just go out to relax."

Seeing that Hou Yingjie still misunderstood her, Ye Rongrong seemed very helpless. After she woke up, she had explained countless times that she had given up on that surnamed Feng, but he just didn't believe it.
Seeing that he was usually taciturn and was always alone, he stubbornly believed that he was still secretly in contact with Feng.

"Do you need to relax until this time? Which shop will be open at this time?"

Ye Rongrong's explanation, to Hou Yingjie's ears, was trying to cover up.

When she went out, I was worried, originally I wanted to follow, but I was afraid that if she found out, it would make her angry like last time, so I had no choice but to buy her favorite osmanthus cake and wait in her room. looking at her.

"I said to let go is to let go, you believe it, believe it, don't believe it!"

The most annoying thing for Ye Rongrong was to explain to Hou Yingjie, if she just said that directly, she didn't bother to say anything else.

Seeing that Ye Rongrong was really angry this time, Hou Yingjie's attitude softened immediately, and his clenched fists on the table immediately loosened.He stood up, walked to Ye Rongrong's side, and comforted her softly.

"Junior Sister, it's not that I don't believe in you. The one I don't believe in is Feng. If you continue to entangle with him, you will only ruin yourself."

Hou Yingjie is an opera singer, and his voice is good. At this time, his deep, sonorous and tender voice directly touched Ye Rongrong's heart.

Ye Rongrong hurriedly turned around and looked out of the window, not looking at Hou Yingjie's face. Hou Yingjie had feelings for Ye Rongrong, and she knew it clearly the next day after she woke up. Not only she knew, but everyone in the troupe knew it, even her Parents are bent on matching themselves with him.

She is very moved, but she is not the real Ye Rongrong, she is Meng Kejun, she is in her heart.Only Mo Han's Meng Kejun is in his eyes.

"Brother, don't worry! I know better than you what kind of person surnamed Feng is, and I won't hurt myself for such a person."

When saying this, Ye Rongrong looked up at the cold moon in the sky.

Where is Mo Han at this time?What is he doing again?

Is it the same as myself, standing in front of the window at this moment, looking at the cold moon in the night sky, thinking of myself as I think of him?
Tomorrow is grandma's birthday, so logically he should come.

Tomorrow, they will meet.

Seeing himself, would he recognize himself?

Or will he hate himself very much because of his status as an actor?
Should I give him some hints to let him know that I am Kejun?
But, what if I give him a hint? I will never have the chance to be with him again in this life.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily.

Thinking of this, the expression on Ye Rongrong's face was joyful for a while, tangled for a while, and sad for a while.

Looking at Ye Rongrong who was alone in his own thoughts, Hou Yingjie's heart instantly turned cold.

She said that she had forgotten Feng, she said she would never feel sad for Feng again, but at this moment, alone in her own thoughts, she told him clearly that she was still in their past memories Li is obsessed with obsession.

Standing behind Ye Rongrong, Hou Yingjie stretched out his hand, but he could only freeze in midair.

For a long time, his raised hand could only fall silently like the sigh in his heart.

In the end, he could only walk out of the room silently, and closed the door of her room quietly.

The cold night wind blew on Ye Rongrong's body from the window, and there was a tinge of coldness in the air.

This smell is so familiar, as if Mo Han has come to his side at this moment.

She is very familiar with everything in this newly built Mengjia Building. It has the same layout as before and the same furnishings as before. Although she did not have the opportunity to visit each room one by one, she can still point out accurately with her eyes closed. Who lives in each room.

When she came up just now, she carefully looked at the decorations on the doors of each room. As before, the decorations on the doors of everyone's rooms remained the same, only the door that belonged to her own room changed into something she had never seen before. A heavy wooden door.

In this new Mengjialou, any trace of her Meng Kejun's past existence has been clearly erased.

A bitter smile floated on her lips, although all of this was expected by her, but her heart couldn't help throbbing.

Looking up at the ceiling, Ye Rongrong suddenly remembered the low attic on the fourth floor.

In the original Meng family building, no one went up to the attic on the fourth floor except her, because it was quiet, so she cleaned the attic herself, thinking that every time she was wronged and bullied at home**** the place of the wound.

He jumped out of the window nimbly, then jumped to the low attic on the fourth floor, reached out to open the half-closed attic window, and finally jumped in.

The real Ye Rongrong has been able to wield knives and guns since she was a child, so she still has some skills. It is not difficult for her to climb through windows and stairs.

As soon as she jumped in, Ye Rongrong was taken aback by the sight in front of her.

(End of this chapter)