Evening star's mouth open and close, but can't say a word.

I finally understand why Mo insisted that night in a low voice and repeatedly stressed that the late star didn't trust him at all.

If there is no picture, if Mo insists on not seeing it.

Are doctors and hypnotists not wasting their efforts?

"Evening star, auntie, please, don't give up insisting..." Mo's mother has become a tearful person. "You are the one he once spared his life to protect. You are special. Now only you can enter the heart of insisting."

Evening star suddenly thought of the middle-aged woman she met on the road just now.

Initiative is your best choice now.

"I'll go to him now."

Leaving this sentence behind, the late star turned and ran.

On the way to Mohist villa, Wanxing's hand is constantly clenched and loosened, making a decision.

She wants to pull her favorite person back from hell.

certain.

The car stopped at the door of the villa. As soon as the evening star opened the door, he saw Mo's sports car parked in the yard.

And the man is leaning on the car, looking up at the sky.

The breeze blew through his smoky gray hair, which looked like a picture in a comic book.

"Mo insisted The evening star raised his voice and then strode towards him.

Heard the call sound, the eyelashes of Mo Zhiyan trembled for a while, and looked over slowly.

Before seeing anything clearly, a figure heavily bumped into his arms. The girl's soft body was pasted up with her unique sweet smell.

Mo insisted that he didn't do anything, just looked at her like this.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Wanxing looked up at his well-defined face, "aunt Mo has told me everything, I know that thing is the shadow in your heart, but I don't know you..."

Mo insisted on the voice no longer see the previous arrogant and domineering appearance, but indifferent and indecent, "are you sympathizing with me?"

"I'm not." Evening star desperately shakes his head, "I just want to be with you."

"Do you need me to remind you that you were the one who broke up yesterday."

"That's because I don't know the truth..."

Mo insisted on pulling the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "so? Isn't that compassion? "

He didn't move in the whole process, and he didn't hold out his hand to hold the evening star.

As soon as the Adam's apple of the evening star was tight, her heart floated, and she spoke with a little urgency, "how can I be because of sympathy? I... you... Really... I'm sorry. "

She didn't know the result of that photo.

"How strange, you will say sorry." Mo insisted that the radian of the corner of his mouth didn't disperse, but it didn't spread to the fundus of his eyes. He said faintly, "better late star, I don't need you like this. You'd better go."

Evening star thought of many kinds of scenes after he came to Mo to insist on saying sorry, but such a cold Mo insists on saying that he is not in his own fantasy at all.

Her mouth moved. "Why..."

"Because I suddenly realized that I don't like you anymore." Mo insisted on overlooking the evening star, without any mood floating in his eyes, "is this reason enough?"

PS:

Good night~

It won't be a long time. At the end of this month, we can almost finish the text of the words of the late star and mo.

Recently, I will choose a time to be more grateful.

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