Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Han's father hated and distressed him. He scolded him. When he went back to his room, he felt uncomfortable first.

Two days later, Ji Mo, who disappeared for three days, found the Han family.

On the day he came, it snowed and the weather was very bad. When Han's father knew that the knock on the door was Ji Mo, he immediately lowered his face and ordered no one to open the door for Ji mo.

Han Zhaolin, who stayed in the room, seemed to feel something. He asked Bai Su on the balcony if Ji Mo was coming.

Bai Su was afraid that he was worried and lied that he was not.

Across the wall, Han Zhaolin couldn't see her expression, but he laughed softly. He said, "sister-in-law, I know he's here. There's his taste in the snow."

The white element trembled, the throat suddenly stemmed.

This is probably a unique ability when she loves someone, just like her ability to Han Zhaoxue. As long as he is within a certain distance, no matter where he is, she can find him.

Through the fence outside the window, Han Zhaolin stretched out his hand to the outside. The snowflakes fell into his palm and turned into a drop of water. Han Zhaolin's lips moved and his voice was very light. "Sister in law, help me send him a dress. It's too cold outside."

White vegetable Leng for a while, Zheng Zheng of answer a.

When she came out with her coat, Ji Mo was standing in front of Han's house. It was snowy outside. Ji Mo had a thin layer of snow on his body. His hair and eyebrows were white flakes. The color of his lips was purple, and there were snowflakes on his long eyelashes.

He lowered his eyes and stood there like a sculpture. His eyelashes trembled when he heard the door open. He slowly raised his eyes.

See is the white pigment, eyes just lit up the light and instant dim down.

Bai Su shakes off his clothes and says in a low voice, "Zhaolin asked me to give it to you. It's snowy outside. You can wear it."

Ji Mo Zheng for a while, looking at the clothes, suddenly laughed.

His smile in the snow seems a little stiff, but unexpectedly warm.

He took the dress carefully from Bai Su's hand. Ji Mo stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles. After a while, he shook off the snow and put the dress on the outside.

"You'd better go back," Bai Su sighed. "The old man won't let go for a while. Why can't he get along with himself?"

Ji Mo brushed his coat and said, "he didn't flinch."

Five words, no extra words, Bai Su Leng after a few seconds, suddenly understood the meaning of Ji mo.

Han Zhaolin didn't ask her to help him persuade Ji Mo to leave, and he didn't compromise with Han's father. He was announcing his determination with Ji Mo in his own way, and he knew him best.

What is warm is not the coat, but Han Zhaolin's heart.

Bai Su clenched the umbrella in his hand, and his voice was slightly dry. He said for a long time, "what can I bring him?"

Ji Mo looked up at the sky, silent for a long time, hoarse way, "help me tell him, I miss him, and, don't tell him, my family."

"... good."

When she turned around, the corners of her eyes were a little wet. She didn't want to be the villain any more.

Ji Mo stood outside the door all day.

Han's father and mother didn't go out once. The snow stopped in the afternoon, but it was colder outside.

He didn't find a shelter for himself, so he stood there all the time.

People's hearts are full of flesh. Han's parents watched Ji Mo grow up. Even if they were doing something deviant now, the elders would not bear it.

At dinner, Han's father sat on the sofa with a stiff face, staring at the TV advertisement without moving his chopsticks. Every once in a while, he would stretch his neck and look out.

Although he didn't say a word, Bai Su knew that he was worried about Ji Mo standing outside, but he still refused to compromise.

At night, it began to snow again. Han's father felt heartbroken and slapped him on the tea table. He said, "let the little bastard of the Ji family come in!"

A few minutes later, Ji Mo, who was a little frozen, appeared in Han's living room.

Bai Su hands him a hot towel, but Ji Mo doesn't pick it up. He raises his eyes and looks at Han's father. He calls in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Han..."

"Don't call me!"

Han's father patted down the cup on the table and said coldly, "you want to know my attitude. I can tell you my attitude now. As long as I live, I will never agree with you. You want to play a bitter game outside, but don't die at my door! I'm disgusted to walk on this dirty land! "

Bai Su was the first time to hear Han's father say such ugly words. He was extremely angry and forced to the extreme.

Ji Mo's face was a little white, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a trace of trembling. Bai Su watched the noble and cool man, stepped back slightly, knelt down, and then whispered in his hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, uncle Han, but I can't be the one who let go first."

"No shame

Han's father turned red with anger, pointed to the gate and said angrily, "get out, get out of here!"

Ji Mo staggers to his feet, straightens his back and bows to Han's father. As he turns around, Bai Su suddenly sees blue and purple marks on his neck and injuries on his forehead.

Ji Mo comes out from Ji's home, I'm afraid it's also extremely difficult.

For three days, every day at dawn, Ji Mo will appear outside Han's house. He stops all day, and doesn't leave until 11:00 or 12:00 in the evening. He will show up on time the next day.

Han's father is also very cruel. After that day, Ji Mo is no longer allowed to enter the door of Han's house. Han Zhaolin lies on the window every day and looks out. The high wall blocks his sight and he can't see anything. He can only secretly ask Bai Suji Mo about his situation every day. After that, he doesn't speak for a long time.

On the third day, Ji Mo had a fever. When Bai Su told Han Zhaolin the news, the 1.8-meter-old man suddenly cried. He choked his throat and begged Bai Su, "sister-in-law, please let me out. I'll go and have a look at him."

After all, Bai Su didn't refuse. That night, after everyone fell asleep, she got up quietly and went downstairs to find a spare key.

When Han Zhaolin came out, he was thin, his eyes were bloodshot, his chin was sharp, and he looked very tired. This week, he's been through it. How can he be in good shape.

When he came out of Han's house, he saw the fool standing straight at the door. With a sour nose, he jumped on him and hugged him tightly.

Ji Mo has been standing for a long time, and his body is a little sour. Han Zhaolin almost threw him to the ground. He almost stood firm, pressed Han Zhaolin's shoulder, and felt the wet side of his neck. Ji Mo was stunned for a while, and then said in a dumb voice, "you're here."