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"Who are you seeing, look at your happy face!" Mo Wanyan looked at her sister who was still happy with a smile on her face, and then continued to do what she was doing.

"I saw Brother Lixing. ”

In the inner room, Mo Wanxin washed her face and said to Mo Wanqing casually, and then looked at her performance with her eyes.

Sure enough, when Mo Wanqing heard Jian Lixing's name, her whole person stiffened slightly, and the expression on her face was even more uncomfortable for a moment, and even faintly crossed a trace of sadness.

"Really?" Soon, Mo Wanqing removed the discomfort on her face, continued to do what she was doing casually, did not look up, and said indifferently to Mo Wanxin, who had already come out of the back room, "There is no relationship between us anymore, don't tell me about him in the future." ”

"Oh," Mo Wanxin responded softly, and then there was no other expression, "Sister, then I'll go home first, what you want to eat at night, I'll make it for you." ”

Mo Wanqing raised her head and raised an indifferent smile at her: "Whatever." Let's go back first, there's nothing going on in the store. ”

"Well, then I'm leaving. She pursed her lips and smiled at Mo Wanqing, then turned to leave.

Until Mo Wanxin's figure disappeared in front of her eyes, the expression on Mo Wanqing's face collapsed instantly.

There was a bitter self-deprecating sneer in his eyes.

Simple, simple.

Those three words kept flashing in her head.

Everything that had ever been was so deeply imprinted in her mind.

However, it is just a game.

Life is such a reality that love cannot be everything.

When bread collides with love, she has no choice but to choose bread.

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As soon as Mo Wanxin entered the house, she directly entered Mo Wanqing's room, and then searched for all kinds of things, looking for the number that belonged to Jian Lixing.

Based on her observation of Mo Wanqing just now, she must still remember Jian Lixing in her heart, so it is impossible to lose Jian Lixing's mobile phone number.

Unexpectedly, in a box in the far corner of the wardrobe, she found a diary belonging to Mo Wanqing, and the first page was the mobile phone number of Jian Lixing.

Quickly write down the number and deposit it into your phone.

I wanted to take a look at Mo Wanqing's diary, but at this time, her mobile phone rang.

Caller ID: Qian Zi boil.

Mo Wanxin subconsciously wrinkled her brows and picked up the phone: "Hey." ”

"Evening heart, should we talk? Should you have something to say to me?" came the man's somewhat dull voice.

"Where are you?" asked Mo Wanxin very calmly.

"Downstairs in your neighborhood. ”

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll come down right away. ”

I hung up the phone, put the diary back in its place, and went out the door.

Downstairs in the community, Qian Zixi stood on the edge of the tea altar, waiting for Mo Wanxin to come down.

There is no excessive expression on the face, and the face is indifferent and cold.

When Mo Wanxin went downstairs, her mood was slightly heavy, her brows were slightly twisted, and when she saw the money boiling on the edge of the flower bed, she felt a complex and indescribable emotion in her heart.

She admits that he is really nice and treats her well.

However, the moment she saw Jian Lixing again, she couldn't help but expel him in her heart.

"Zi boil, we ...... Let's break up. ”

As soon as Mo Wanxin walked in front of him, she didn't wait for him to speak, she said her decision.