Mo Jingshen recovered quickly, perhaps sleeping motionless like this for two months, which did leave a lot of room for healing for the recovery of wounds in various parts of the body, unlike the previous wounds that seemed to tear at every turn.

Except that he is a little thinner than when he was in Haicheng before, there is no difference between him and the past.

is still as cold and noble as she remembers, and he is still the man she is familiar with.

The only difference is that he no longer smiles at her, his eyes no longer stay on her, even if he is sitting on the same plane, even if the two of them are sitting in the same row like this, he is next to her, but it feels as if they are far away from each other.

Ji Nuan sat for a while, and suddenly put his hand on his lap, and the man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes at this time, staring at her with heavy eyes: "What are you doing?"

Ji Nuan looked at his hand on his thigh, then looked at his obviously unhappy heavy gaze, pursed his lips before saying, "You give way, I want to go to the bathroom." ”

Even though the first-class seats had a lot of space, he was a man with long legs and sat on the outside of the aisle, and she couldn't get out of the way if he didn't get out of the way.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her again and avoided his legs.

Ji Nuan withdrew his hand a little stupidly, when he got up, the plane was estimated to be passing by an area with air currents, and suddenly there was a bump, maybe some unintentional, or maybe intentional, Ji Nuan stumbled and fell into his arms, although the fall was not so hard, but it was still two hands pressed on his two legs at once, and at the same time, the whole person leaned forward and almost leaned in his arms, and the distance between the face and the face was close to only one finger.

At such a distance, the man looked at her expressionlessly, Ji Nuan's heart was pounding, but he said calmly: "Sorry, I didn't stand firm." ”

Ink depth of field: "......"

Before getting up, Ji Nuan's hand deliberately pressed down on his leg again, pressing his "golden thigh" that she was not allowed to touch just now before getting up, and turned around and went to a special bathroom not far from the first class.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ji Nuan pulled a smile at the mirror, feeling that the smile was not very good, and raised his hand to pull the corners of his mouth upward, until he was satisfied with the angle, he did not put down his hand.

It's about to go back to Haicheng, back to their original world, their original life.

Divorced? Of course she won't leave.

But has been so passively alienated from him, it seems that he can't always maintain the status quo, in this marriage, it's not about self-esteem, it's not about that bit of face and strength, not to mention everything Mo Jingshen has done for her when she knows and doesn't know, and even almost died for her not long ago, if she compromises and leaves so easily now, she is really sorry for him, and even more sorry for herself.

Anyway, it's a husband and wife, a reasonable and legal relationship, if it's a big deal, let her chase him, he retreats, he enters, he is cold, she is hot, he avoids, she takes the initiative, he is expressionless, she smiles.

As Mrs. Mo, can't she reasonably and legally climb into his bed?

As long as she wants to take the initiative, no matter how powerful he is, he can't remove her from the spouse column, unless she agrees to divorce.

Ji Nuan smiled at the mirror for a while, feeling that the smile was natural and good-looking, and then walked out.

When he returned to his seat, the moment Mo Jingshen got up, Ji Nuan happened to walk in front of him, raised his eyes to look at his cold face, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear when there was no flight attendant passing by: "Husband, after a few days of careful consideration, I have finally decided now." ”

Hearing this husband, the man glanced at her quietly, his eyes a little like he was looking at a neurosis.

After Ji Nuan did a good job in his mental construction, he was ready to become more and more frustrated, and he still smiled in the face of his eyes, smiled and bent his eyebrows and looked at his calm black eyes, and whispered: "I decide...... Even if you put a knife on my neck, I wouldn't agree to a divorce. ”

The man didn't have any expression just now, because her words returned to his usual indifference, and without waiting for him to speak, Ji Nuan slipped back to her seat directly, and after fastening his seat belt, he picked up a magazine in front of him and flipped through it, looking forward to flying back to Haicheng as soon as possible.

Mo Jingshen never said anything, and he really didn't plan to discuss too much with her on the plane about divorce or not.

It's just that after Ji Nuan read the magazine for a while, he either reached out and patted him and asked him to help ask the flight attendant for a glass of water, or a blanket, or a headset, and would try his best to say a word to him almost every half an hour, although all he got was an indifferent response like a man turning a blind eye, Ji Nuan was still happy to pat his hand again after half an hour.

Mo Jingshen's expression was a little colder, and he glanced at her.

Ji Nuan put the magazine in front of him seriously, pointed to the French paragraph on the last page of the magazine and asked: "I haven't learned French, I don't know this, don't you know the languages of many countries? What is this paragraph written about?"

The man looked at her clumsy acting skills and pure speechless attitude, and he didn't intend to pay attention to it at all.

Ji Nuan pointed to the French paragraph and asked: "It's good if you help me translate it into Chinese, I don't think it's very long, two or three sentences at most." ”

Mo Jingshen glanced at the paragraph she was referring to again, his eyes were deep, but he never helped her translate.

The plane will land in Haicheng in about three hours, Ji Nuan has been reading that paragraph, there is a French student sitting on the other side of the aisle, with a Chinese-French dictionary in his hand, Ji Nuan borrowed the dictionary, and looked at it word by word.

Finally, she took a pen and wrote down the translated content on her boarding pass.

quoi qu'il se passe， si une perso'aime réellement， elle reviendra toujours avec le temps.

No matter what happens, if a person really loves you, he/she will eventually come back over time.

Ji Nuan returned the dictionary to the French student, and then put the words he had just written down in front of Mo Jingshen.

She looked at him with burning eyes: "Did I translate correctly?"

Mo Jingshen glanced at the whole line of beautiful words she wrote on the boarding pass, he didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were cold, and finally when Ji Nuan came to him to ask him, he looked at him, his eyes were like knives enough to scratch her, and his tone was indifferent: "There are many interpretations of French, and people who are self-motivated usually translate a very simple sentence extremely romantic, and in general, they are still self-inflicted." ”

The smile on Ji Nuan's lips did not become lighter, but deepened a little: "It's much better to be amorous than to be impersonal." "You have to find the latest chapters by yourself when you read books?