Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 163

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, Ming Jue put the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the coffee table in the living room, and walked upstairs to the studio, which he dared not even step into.

Pushing open the door of the studio, what comes into view is the easels that seem to be placed in a mess. Every painting is a talented woman, with a sly smile, a lonely smile, a happy smile, and a pensive look. The appearance of being in a daze, the appearance of snickering.The proficient technique was so lifelike that it made him feel sore.

Picking up a chair and sitting down, he quietly looked at the painting in front of him, and the smiling woman in the painting.

His paintbrush was held for that woman named Xiao Han, and he put it down for that woman named Xiao Han.Up to now, it has been picked up again for the woman in the painting.

In the painting in front of me, the woman in the painting is sitting quietly in a large sea of ​​flowers, with a beautiful and warm smile, like the sunshine in spring, which makes the hearts of those who look at her warm up unconsciously.

Tightening his lips, Mingjue quietly looked at the woman in the painting in front of him, finally sighed in a low voice, stood up and went to get the drawing board and drawing paper, let him find something to do, so as not to keep thinking about it .


And Mo Xuan sat on the small sofa in her room, looking at the three photos in her hand.On one side of the table lay envelopes that had been torn open.There was no writing on the envelope.It was blank.Like Mo Xuan's mood at the moment.

In the photo, there are two naked bodies, but they are two people she is very familiar with.Lin Youran, who is charming and enchanting, and Ji Yan, who looks deep and gloomy.That was a Jiyan she had never seen before. In front of her, Jiyan was always warm, making people feel safe and dependable.

She leaned back into the sofa, stretched out her hand and put the photo down on the low table beside her.The music sounded slowly in the room, the song of the Xin Orchestra, "At first, I only believed that the greatness was feelings, but in the end I was powerless to see clearly that what was strong was destiny. You still choose to go back, he hurts your heart, You refuse to wake up. You say that love is a dream, and I can only repay the happiness I borrowed from you. The loneliest thing is whether you want to stay or not."

Sighing, she turned sideways and buried her face in her arms.The hair has grown a bit, and the hair that is neither long nor short is hanging down.

The phone rang suddenly, and she reached out and fumbled for the phone from the low table on one side, Li Ao's number.She frowned, threw the phone aside, and continued to lie on the sofa.

The bell continued to ring low and low, and it took a long time before it stopped.Only then did Mo Xuan turn her head to the side, and her eyes looked a little out of focus, looking at the room in front of her, a place that was both unfamiliar and familiar.

Not long after, the phone rang stubbornly again.Stubborn, unwilling to stop.

But after all, he went to the side with bare feet and turned off the music. Just now, he picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, and Li Ao's deep voice came over there, "Lara..." Deep, mellow, and warm The voice fell steadily into his ears.

"En. I am. Is there something wrong?" Mo Xuan said softly.He couldn't hear the emotion, but his eyes suddenly touched the photos on the table and the person he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with in the photos.

"I'm outside your house." Li Ao's voice fell into Mo Xuan's ears, "Come here and open the door."

As Mo Xuan walked out, she said, "Just ring the doorbell next time." After speaking, she pressed the answer button.


Walking through the living room to the door and opening the door, Mo Xuan saw Li Ao leaning against the door, reeking of alcohol, frowned, looking at his appearance, she said lightly: "Come in Bar."

When Li Ao entered the living room, just as she was closing the door, she saw Ming Jue coming out of the courtyard next door, holding a drawing board. His slender figure looked lonely.These days, I don't seem to see Xicheng, are I with Lin Youran?

When she thought of this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips.What are you doing?Obviously everything has nothing to do with me.After closing the door, she poured a cup of tea and handed it to Li Ao, and sat down opposite him.

Li Ao looked at her without blinking, showing a clear smile, "Lara, come with me."

The warm breath mixed with the smell of alcohol came to the face.Mo Xuan frowned, and then quickly relaxed it, revealing a quiet smile, "Where are you going?" What came to mind was the grievances between him and Nangong Jiyan that Xiaoqi told herself that day.

"Anywhere is fine. As long as you come with me." His voice was low and gentle, with an indescribable charm.

"Really?" Mo Xuan's slender fingers circled around the rim of the cup, her voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard. "The reason? Why do you want me to go with you?"

Her appearance made Li Ao angry, and his eyes dimmed.After a while, he said, "Lara, I'm in love with you."

Mo Xuan was slightly stunned, and then resumed her usual quiet and indifferent demeanor, "But, I don't love you. So, I can't go with you. Besides, you have a fiancee." After a pause, her voice sank. , "Men should be responsible."

Fiancee?Li Ao lowered his eyes, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "What if there is no Cindy?"

"The result is still the same. Because I don't love you." She said lightly, her eyes unmoved.Li Ao suddenly remembered what Cindy said to him that day, she couldn't fall in love with him.

Angry in his heart, he stared at her pure eyes, trying to see something from them, "If I met you before Gu Xicheng, would you fall in love with my mother?"

can you?Mo Xuan was stunned suddenly.Should, will fall in love with someone else, right?If there is no Gu Xicheng, she will fall in love with another man, as before, love without hesitation.

"Life can't be repeated. Is it meaningful to assume that?" She asked quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, making it difficult to see what she was thinking.

Does it make sense?Li Ao looked at her clean eyebrows and delicate little face, she leaned casually on the sofa, her hair, which was neither long nor short, hung over her shoulders, she was lazy and beautiful, like a cunning and quiet cat.

He wanted to say that it made sense.If yes, maybe I won't target Nangong Jiyan, if not, I don't know what I will do.

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