The saddest thing is nothing more than that.

If you really want to talk about it, you can only blame Fu Qingshuang for falling in love with Luo Xiao at a glance, if it weren't for her love at first sight, then everything would not have happened, there was no threat or force, and every qiē would follow the original trajectory.

Song Fang and Luo Tingsong may not agree to Luo Xiao marrying Tong Ran, but he will not marry someone else, they will not let go, that tape will sink to the bottom of the sea, and maybe it will not be uncovered in this life.

Tong Ran thought that if that was the case, she would not have met Mo Nanjue, would not have been close to him, and it would have been impossible for her to fall in love with him. Maybe one day, when she and Han Qingqing pass by a certain intersection, Qingqing will pull her and say, Xiao Ran, look, that's the president of Dijue.

Yes, it's the president of the Emperor.

How many times she looked up at his poster, she felt that it was a man who was out of reach, and a small commoner like her was not a person of the same world, but two completely different parallel lines had the day when they intersected.

Tong Ran's vision dimmed, she looked at the balcony, Mo Nanjue supported the window edge with both hands, the delicate side face was gilded with light, the long figure was tall and stylish, she never denied that he was perfect, she never dreamed that she could have this blessing.

But when it came to her hand, she couldn't hold it.

Tong Ran turned his face sideways, staring at his back and refusing to move away.

The past comes to mind, from meeting and knowing each other to falling in love, Tong Ran can feel his changes, and he can also feel his changes, but ......

She closed her eyes and didn't think any further.

Monan Jue smoked almost half a box of cigarettes, and when he looked up again, it was already half past four in the afternoon.

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, he straightened up, there was still food on the table, Tong Ran didn't eat a mouthful, hugging his knees and curling up on the edge of the bed.

He pushed open the door and walked in, trying to lay her body flat, Tong Ran slept very lightly, and woke up after moving, "Don't go!"

She grabbed his hand, and Monan Jue patted her head, "Loosen up, you won't be afraid of backache when you sleep like this." ”

Tong Ran was extremely sleepy during this time, and she rubbed her eyes, "Have you eaten?"

"Hungry?"

"No," Tong Ran let go of his hand, and she choked in her throat, "I had a dream, I dreamed that we were all at a forked intersection, and there was a woman standing next to you, and I turned around, but you ignored me no matter how I called you......"

"Are you sure you're seeing me?" Mo Nanjue took a towel to wipe her face, "It's Luo Xiao, right?"

Tong Ran pushed his hand away, "Hasn't Chen An come back yet?"

"No," Monan Jue pulled her up, "go downstairs and get something to eat." ”

The two came downstairs, Jesse hadn't come back yet, Steward Zhou stood at the door and watched, "Young master." ”

Monan Jue nodded, "Go cook a bowl of noodles for her." ”

Steward Zhou answered and entered the kitchen, Tong Ran came to the sofa and sat down, "Did you call Chen An?"

"Shut down. ”

Tong Ran bit his lower lip, "Will he be in a hurry? Does he have friends here?"

"No matter how urgent it is, he will talk to me. ”

Also.

Steward Zhou brought the boiled noodles to the table, and Tong Ran looked at him, "I'm not ......."

"You'd better not tell me what you can't eat, you don't really want to eat. ”

“……”

Tong Ran had to walk over and pick up chopsticks.

Mo Nanjue nestled his upper body into the sofa, he put up one leg, and tapped his index finger rhythmically, "Luo Xiao was arrested, right?"