Hey, I'm Leaving Again

After Mo Qian threw the bowl, he hadn't appeared for more than half a month.

Lin Yurou was probably busy preparing for the wedding and never sneered at her

Song ran sleeps until noon every day. In the afternoon, with the permission of Mo Qianxing, she will move around in the nearby area.

Sometimes it's a park, sometimes it's a mall, sometimes it's not going anywhere, just sit in front of the window and stay all afternoon.

Wang Ma was worried that song ran would have mental problems if she went on like this, so she tried to get a puppy.

Song ran named him eleven because he came in November. After eleven, a rare smile did appear on her face.

Just after lunch that day, Wang Ma sent a mobile phone and motioned song ran to answer the phone.

Song ran picks up the phone. After listening to it for a while, she hangs up with a sound.

Mo Xingqian doesn't know which tendon is wrong. He suddenly allows song ran to see his mother.

Maybe the wedding is coming. She is in a good mood. Thinking of this, song ran can't help laughing. I'm afraid there's no more love between them.

Mother is the only comfort in her heart.

Song Ran's car arrived in ten minutes. As soon as she got on the bus, she was forced to wear an eye mask.

Song ran knew that this was mo Qian's punishment. If she didn't know her mother's Hospital, she wouldn't struggle.

The car went around for about an hour. Finally stopped in front of a foreign house covered with flowers and branches.

After the car stopped, someone came and helped her forward. Song ran smelled the flowers and sniffed them gently. It was the smell of chamomile all the way.

Mother likes chamomile very much. When her father is there, she and her mother will pick and dry it in person to make tea.

Dang Shen, song Ran's eye patch has been taken off.

She blinked and adjusted to the light.

I saw my mother on the hospital bed. She seemed to have a few more white hair on her temples.

Song ran fondly touches her mother's hair, buries her face in her arms, and greedily enjoys the taste of her mother.

"If you want your mother to get better, you'll be honest with me," Mo Qian's voice rang abruptly and echoed in the empty ward.

Song ran was surprised and immediately returned to normal. She slowly raised her head and stared at the condescending man without expression.

The wind blows the white curtain, and the smell of chamomile is stronger.

"Thank you for finding such a good ward for my mother."

Unexpectedly, song ran would react like this. Mo Qian was stunned, and then snorted coldly, seemingly dismissing what song ran said.

"It's your time today."

After that, Mo Qianxing picked up song ran and walked outside the door.

Song ran was stunned by his sudden action and said in amazement, "where are you taking me? Let me go!"

Mo Qianxing was not ready to answer her, but let song ran yell all the time.

Song ran was dragged through corridors by him. When she got to the stairs, she was put on an eye mask again.

Mo Qianxing picked her up horizontally, threw her onto the car and pulled up the curtains on both sides.

"Why? Why are you here..." now there are many servants and bodyguards outside the car. They are still in the car and ask her how song ran will meet people in the future.

Mo Qianxing didn't seem to hear it and didn't make any response.

Song ran suddenly understood that his Mo Qian punishment was to make her lose face in front of the public and trample on her self-esteem.

She stopped struggling and slowly closed her eyes.

"Song ran, you are becoming more and more boring, huh." Mo Qian's punishment also stopped, and finally didn't forget to sneer.

He went to the driver's seat and started the car. Mo Qianxing seldom drives himself. Now he doesn't want others to see song ran at this time.

Song ran bit her lip and kept thinking about what he had just said.

boring? It's like song ran Yu is a child's toy. When you get tired of it, you feel boring.

The only thought in her mind about Mo Qian's punishment was strangled by those three words.

After returning to the Mohist school, song ran heard Lin Yurou's charming voice before she stepped into the living room.

But Lin Yurou obviously didn't expect song ran to come in after Mo Qianxing. Her courteous and flattering smile stiffened on her face. She didn't laugh or not.

Song ran couldn't help smiling when she saw her grinning face.

Lin Yurou was immediately annoyed and rushed forward to slap song ran, but he was stopped by Mo Qian's punishment.

"Yurou, I'm tired today. Go back first." looking at Mo Qianxing's lifeless face, Xu is really tired. Lin Yurou had to give up.

Song ran was disgusted by the sound of rain, so she went upstairs.

After dinner, song ran was feeding eleven. Mo Qianxing suddenly opened the door and came in, throwing a red thing in front of her.

When I opened it, it was his wedding invitation to Lin Yurou.

Song ran seemed to be expected. She said calmly, "don't worry, I'll be there." after that, she didn't lift her head, but just stroked 11's head.

Mo Qian Xing Wu stood in the room for a while.

It's dark outside and the light in the room is not on.

The faint light of the garden came in and pulled their shadows.

No one spoke, and time seemed to stand still.

After a while, Mo Qianxing walked out of the room. Song ran began to relax and sat down on the ground.

It seems that Mo Qianxing has no concern for her in his heart. Otherwise, how could he send the invitation in person.

In the dark, the red invitation reflected light, which was particularly dazzling.

Song ran threw it away and plunged it into the quilt.

Mo Qianxing is lying in his bed and can't sleep. He personally sends the invitation. In fact, Lin Yurou instigated him, but he also wants to see song Ran's reaction, but song Ran's appearance doesn't surprise him.

At first, two people fell in love, but now he is the only one suffering. He loved song ran so much that he wanted to torture her when he learned that she was his enemy.

In the twinkling of an eye, the weather became colder and colder. Song ran hardly went anywhere except to visit her mother once every two weeks.

Mo Qian's punishment began to disappear all day. When he called that day, he vaguely heard that there was a problem with a large project exported to Switzerland.

After lunch, song ran was ready to take a nap. It was sunny outside, so she lay down on the recliner in the garden.

"Ranran, what do you think of this painting," the boy asked, pointing to a picture of an elk on the web page. "The deer's eyes are very much like you, clean and pure."

Instead of being shy, the girl who was praised asked, "can my eyes be compared with an elk?"

"Yes, it can't be compared. Dyed eyes are the best."

The young man's words fell, and the girl with a horsetail laughed. The smile was bright and clean, like a girl's eyes.

"Qian Xing..." Song ran turned over and the blanket fell down.

Mo Qianxing is going home to get a confidential document, but he bumps into song ran talking in his sleep and calling his name. His cold face slowly eases down.