A few minutes passed, and He Wan'er wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't say the name.

What bothered her all night, in addition to Zhuo Anran, of course, there was another name.

Halo, the woman with a beautiful and hearty appearance.

She had a lot of questions about the name in her mind, and the most important thing she wanted to ask was how much time it occupied and what kind of place it occupied in his heart.

It's just that He Wan'er didn't dare to ask.

Anyway, the current relationship between her and Mo Chunshan can't even be said to be delicate, so how can she have the confidence to ask about his past?

"If you want to ask, you can just ask, maybe you won't have such a good opportunity in the future. ”

Mo Chunshan looked at her, waited patiently for a while, suddenly got up and walked away, and when he came back in half a minute, he was carrying a bottle of foreign wine and a wine glass in his hand.

He put the wine glass on the table, poured a third of the light gold liquid, turned his eyes sideways and said to He Wan'er: "I am very tired and need to rest now, in other words, the defense line in my head is very fragile now, like a crab that has just molted, and it is the best time for you to ask any question now." ”

He Wan'er breathed softly, and noticed that there was a smell of mint and grass in the wind he brought up under his movement, but this fresh breath did not seem to be able to clear her chaotic mind.

She clenched her fists gradually, and vaguely felt a wet patch in her palms.

After all, it was his temptation that worked, He Wan'er gritted his teeth and asked, "A series of things that have happened since we met last year, can I understand that you actually look at me differently?"

Mo Chunshan looked at her, his eyes were slightly empty, and he replied for a while: "Yes." ”

In fact, why not look at it the other way?

He Wan'er seemed to have expected this answer, and there was no trace of surprise on Ruyu's cheeks.

Still in a tense voice, she asked, "What about the reason?"

Mo Chunshan was stunned: "Reason? Does this also need a reason?"

"Isn't it necessary? Why me?" she asked, speaking quickly, "why am I the object of the so-called fake marriage?

It's so good to her.

The rest of the sentence, He Wan'er couldn't speak.

Mo Chunshan seemed to understand her unfinished words.

He slowly sat up straight, and his voice was a little softer than before: "He Wan'er, I think I have already explained this problem to you, do you think my answer is not satisfactory to you?"

He Wan'er lowered his eyes, nodded slightly, and emphasized again: "You promised me that you can't lie to me." ”

Hearing her mention the promise she had just made again, Mo Chunshan gently hooked the corners of his mouth.

He Guan'er, whom he knows, has never been a person who drags mud and water, and after nearly two months, she can't stand the ambiguous but vague relationship between the two after all, and wants a more definite answer?

How should he answer?

In fact, he had already expressed his attitude, but after she figured it out, she took a step in his direction.

It came a little early, and it shouldn't have been at this point in time, and it would even disrupt his plans.

However, it's not impossible, since the plan can never keep up with the fast change, then it's good to break the plan.

He Mo Chunshan has never been a person who is slaughtered by others, and he is not used to following the rhythm of others.

He pondered it several times, thinking about what kind of wording would make her less embarrassed, but He Wan'er couldn't help but ask a question.

"Is it because I look like someone you once knew?"

Her question made Mo Chunshan's smile freeze on his lips.

His heart seemed to stop, and he felt a layer of fine beads of sweat quickly appear on his forehead, and the name in his heart almost jumped to his mouth, but he finally held back.

"Why do you ask?"

More than ten seconds later, Mo Chunshan said.

His voice sounded calm, but only he knew that he was so nervous that he could hear his own heartbeat for a moment.

He Wan'er looked up at him: "Halo, this name, do you remember?"

"Halo?" Mo Chunshan was surprised by the name, and unconsciously pronounced it, "Why did you ask about her?"

"Is this name the reason why you look at me differently?" He Wan'er said, and a photo fell lightly from her hand on the coffee table.

Mo Chunshan glanced at the photo and pursed the corners of his lips. After more than ten seconds, he took his eyes off the photograph and picked up the wine glass on the table, swaying slightly.

The golden liquid in the crystal cup rose and fell, but it never came out of the wall, only the scattered aroma of wine quietly penetrated into He Wan'er's nose.

He Wan'er subconsciously glanced at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes inadvertently swept over his side face, and saw that his expression was as cold and hard as the outline of the side face, and suddenly his eyes were blurred.

So he hurriedly pointed to the corner of his eye, not daring to look at him, only gritting his teeth and asking: "So people are similar, right?"

She was referring to the location of the tear mole.

Mo Chunshan took a sip of wine in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, put down the wine glass, and made a sound that was neither light nor heavy.

He leaned into the sofa, his eyes staring straight ahead, and his voice was neither slow nor urgent: "You are not wrong when you say that. ”

"Then when did you think I looked like her?" He Wan'er gritted his teeth and asked the next question.

Mo Chunshan replied coldly: "I'm sorry, you asked me not to lie to you, so I can't tell you the answer to this question." ”

I only felt that my heart seemed to be half cold, and He Wan'er replied in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I know the answer." ”

She should have been prepared for this answer, but when she saw his expression of avoiding answering, her heart still hurt fiercely.

Mo Chunshan sighed lightly, turned his face to look at her, his eyes dark: "Can you not guess?"

He Wan'er still held his breath in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "You can tell me the answer in person." What's the matter? I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it?"

"Can't stand it?" Mo Chunshan put his right hand on his knee, palm down, knuckles against his chin, and looked at her with a smile, "Will you have a time when you can't stand it? Besides, what does this have to do with you?"

This question would leave He Wan'er speechless, and he could anticipate her reaction.

Sure enough, He Wan'er opened his mouth, and a touch of fragility flashed quickly in his eyes, but in an instant, he stubbornly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You are right, I and you are just an employment relationship." ”

With that, she got up in a hurry, and fled briskly in the direction of the door in the depths of the hallway, as if escaping into the room would build an impregnable wall.

didn't walk a few meters, but was stopped by Mo Chunshan.

He turned to her back, and said in a cold voice: "He Wan'er, you have spied on my past again and again, do you think that you have no hidden past, and you are not afraid of being known, right?"

He Wan'er's heart jumped a few times, but he felt that he couldn't show weakness at this time, let alone run away.

She turned around and replied earnestly, "No." ”

"Really not?" he suddenly laughed, "there is a word called courtesy, and you asked me so many questions in the morning, is there nothing to confess to me?"

He Wan'er's heart jumped, and he always felt that Mo Chunshan's words just now seemed to mean something, and the direction of the arrow was faintly towards the secret that she had hidden for more than ten years and had only confessed to Lu Hanzhang and Ke Zhifang.

With a weak heart, she was a little afraid to look at his dark pupils, but after a few seconds, she still met his gaze.

"Nope. She stared into his eyes, and her words were clear.

"Really?" he chuckled, lowering his eyes, "people often think that liars are afraid to stare into other people's eyes because of their weak hearts, but in fact it is the opposite. Lightma

Dr.D.'s research shows that 90% of people lie by staring into the other person's eyes because they need to observe the other person's reaction to the lie. ”

This topic made He Guaner's heart find an outlet for a nameless feeling.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, pretending to be relaxed, "Yes? That's what Halo told you, right? After all, psychology should be involved in micro-expression research. Miss Halo must have been very good back then, right?"

Mo Chunshan was slightly stunned, and then raised his glass to her, with an expression that didn't want to be serious with her: "Sort of." ”

He Guan'er took a deep breath, forced up a smile a little more naturally, and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go to work, Mr. Mo, you should rest early." ”

She didn't want to stay here, and after a hurried goodbye, she just wanted to flee quickly. However, when she left, she deliberately slowed down, trying to make herself appear less panicked.

However, after sitting on the sofa all night, there were obvious folds in the back of her bathrobe.

In a flash, that piece became a mottled white, as if she couldn't hide the panic in her heart.

More than ten seconds later, there was a sound of the wooden door gently closing more than ten meters away, Mo Chunshan sat down slowly, his hand supporting his forehead, and the corners of his eyes were tired.

I see.

No wonder He Wan'er would come to pester her past with him, and he could also expect that the cause was because of what Bai Tinghai gave to He Wan'er.

It's just that he didn't expect that this was related to Guan Xiao's death.

The name Halo is indeed related to his unknown past, but there is a little more to it.

As for the purpose of that little more, it is nothing more than to remind him of the humility and tame he once had, or to provoke him now.

Of course, it is more likely that he is here to test how important He Waner is to him.

There was no doubt that it was a trap, but he had to jump into it.

Mo Chunshan smiled bitterly, poured the wine into his mouth, and raised the crystal glass in his hand to welcome the sunlight through the window.

It was a colorless and transparent sunlight, projected on the edges and corners of the crystal wine glass, and it fell apart in an instant, being refracted into a period of brilliant light.

Are people similar?

It is true that people are similar, but it is not just that people are similar.

Everything was not what He Wan'er imagined, but he couldn't explain it to her.

She is not afraid of the collapse of her world, but she doesn't know the consequences, so she insists on finding the story behind those four letters.

Halo was indeed a holy and beautiful name, just like the owner of the name, but he was not drawn to that light.

“Halo？Halogeto

Right?" Mo Chunshan muttered to himself, "Zhuo Anran, what do you want to do?"