Married You On Condition

Mo Shuo stands in Tian Yu's home. It's a small apartment. Apart from a bedroom and a study, there's only a living room. There's no more room. No wonder Tian Yu says he won't go home.

Mo Shuo still doubts Tian Yu's good intentions. After getting Tian Yu's private space, Mo Shuo seems to forget his own troubles. He carefully observes and looks at this small nest. The living room is very simple and has nothing but a group of sofas.

Mo Shuo stood in the living room for a while, feeling empty, which made him think of the warm home with piglets. Mo Shuo was uneasy sitting on the sofa. At the candlelight dinner in the evening, he knew that he was wrong, but he was really depressed and miserable at that time. He didn't want to let the pig see his unbearable side. Mo Shuo knew that his behavior at that time was a little too much. He knew that his memory had hurt piggy, but

Mo Shuo patted his head in chagrin. Why? He didn't want to hurt the pig, he just couldn't control the beating.

Mo Shuo roared bitterly, pulled out the sofa cushion from behind and covered his face, then roared with the largest volume. Mo Shuo will be in the heart of pain, resentment, and restlessness, through the roar all the noise. Although the mat absorbs some volume, the roar of Mo Shuo is still very loud. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this apartment is very good, otherwise, I'm afraid there will be a security guard coming to the door later.

After a few roars, Mo Shuo collapsed on the sofa

"Piggy, forgive me, give me some time." Ink towards the air.

The quiet air didn't talk to Mo Shuo. Mo Shuo threw the sofa cushion to the roof like he was angry. After throwing one, he threw two, three, and then Mo Shuo picked up the cushion, one by one

"Bang." Different from the sound of the mat landing, Mo Shuo wakes up. Mo Shuo lowers his head, and then he sees that the landing is actually a diary. The pen inserted in the diary has jumped far away.

Mo Shuo was stunned by the clear Chinese in his open diary. He hesitated and leaned over to pick up the injured diary.

On the open page, a line of writing jumped into Mo Shuo's eyes: "today is his birthday. I traveled a long distance to celebrate his birthday from Feijia, l country. I didn't tell him that he was going back to China. I just wanted to give him a surprise. When I stood with a birthday cake and opened our warm nest many years ago..."