I know that all this is unfair to Mo Huanli, but time is even more unfair to me, it's just two hours of modern time, but here has changed dramatically for two years, I can come back after leaving this time, so what about next time? If there is a next time, will you not be able to come back? Even if I can come back, who knows how many years will pass?

Su Chaoxi's eyes were red, these words couldn't be said to anyone, she could only hold them in her heart, and she couldn't even see that person's face, because she was afraid that she would not see her again, and who knew the contradictions and pain in her heart?

If Mo Huanli has been living in the shadow of her disappearance, what if she comes back this time? What about later? Who can guarantee the days to come?

It's good now, she's accused of being a heartless rotten person, isn't there anyone thinking about her?

Ming Shumo took advantage of his anger to talk nonsense, and when he saw her bitter little face, he came back to his senses, and he sighed: "Don't blame me, how many people don't think of you like this now?" Even if you don't say it, everyone has already begun to hope that Mo Huanli will find another way to enjoy him, Su Chaoxi, if you can't guarantee happiness in the future, don't provoke him again. ”

"Look at the way you are now, all your injuries are caused by him, if you let him know, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat for several days, you always torture each other, if it's the same in the future, then it's better to let him think that you disappeared and never came back."

"Maybe that's good for both of you, but don't you save up now to keep anyone from knowing you're back? I can help you keep it secret, and Chen'er won't talk nonsense, if you still have pity for Mo Huanli, just leave. ”

"Maybe you have a reason to do this, so please leave, clear your mind, figure out what you really want, and decide whether to come back or not."

In fact, Su Chaoxi originally planned to tell everyone when he recovered from his injury, but when Ming Shumo said this today, his mind was messed up.

Isn't it really a good thing for the two of them to be together?

Thinking of Mo Huanli's emaciated face and lifeless palace. She bit her lower lip and shook her head: "I'm not leaving, I know best in my heart, I don't want to leave him." I'm not going anywhere. ”

"Then come with me, and tell him now." Ming Shumo grabbed her arm and was about to get out of bed.

As soon as Su Anchen saw that the two had reached an agreement, he immediately called two subordinates to help carry the sedan chair, and Su Chaoxi sat in the sedan chair. Slowly walked towards Mo Huan saluted.

Since ancient times, everything has paid attention to the right time, place and people, and one wrong step will be a wrong step.

Just after Su Chaoxi and Ming Shumo were talking, there was also a person discussing the future with Mo Huanli.

Liang Wu held half a scroll of residual paintings in his hands, and stood in the new study delicately, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The prince's new study is really good, it is much bigger than the original one, presumably when I draw Sister Su in the future, there will be a lot of places to hang." ”

As she spoke, she placed the remnant of the painting in her hand on the table. With a smile on his face, "Lord Wang, what do you say?" ”

Mo Huanli looked at the remnant painting on the table, and the person on the painting smiled carefree, which made his eyes hurt, and the feeling of dullness in his heart began again.

"I won't paint again, you can take this painting too."

Liang Wushuang lowered his eyes, a trace of surprise inadvertently crossed his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he regained his calmness. She put away the painting with a light smile, but asked, "Why doesn't the prince paint it?" Are you afraid that someone will set fires? Sister Nanyang is also impulsive, such a thing will not happen a second time, if the prince is not at ease. Wushuang would have watched her. ”

"Wushuang has heard people say before that the thoughts in my heart should be vented elsewhere, the prince misses Sister Su, and it is good to be able to paint from time to time, and look at the portrait."

Liang Wushuang's gentle words were like a trickle flowing through Mo Huanli's dry heart, and his gaze when he looked at her was no longer the original cold and blunt. turned to a hint of gentleness, all of this was a good momentum in Liang Wushuang's eyes.

"The unequaled county lord is bothered."

Liang Wushuang smiled and waved his hand: "What did the prince say, it is my blessing that I can meet the prince in this life, this favor can help a little, not to mention, I don't do anything now." ”

Mo Huanli's gaze lingered on the remnant painting in her hand, with an indescribable taste.

Liang Wushuang handed over the painting: "Then the prince, is this painting still kept?" ”

said that she was asked to take it, but in fact, she was still reluctant in her heart, Liang Wushuang was indignant in her heart, it was just a broken painting, he was still so nostalgic, no wonder the old man said that the living could not compete with the dead, it turned out to be true, but she didn't believe it, Su Chaoxi was dead, why did a dead person occupy the feelings of the living? Since she has this opportunity in this life, she must hold it firmly in her hands.

"Sister Su on this painting is like a living one, the prince must be painting with deep affection, Sister Nanyang always says that Sister Su is ruthless, but I don't know, the Tao is ruthless but affectionate, I can get the love of the prince, I really don't know how grateful Sister Su will be when she knows."

The woman? Mo Huanli felt a pain in her heart, she had always been heartless, how could she know how to be grateful? What's more, she may never know what he's done again.

"It's useless, throw it away, I won't paint it again."

Liang Wushuang was happy in his heart, but his face still pretended to be embarrassed, put the hand holding the painting behind his back, pointed to the flowers in front of the window and said: "Since this is the case, then change it to flower appreciation in the future, the begonia was specially brought by me, don't throw it away, Wushuang is looking forward to the prince thinking of me when he sees it in the future." ”

Mo Huanli tilted his head, looked at Liang Wushuang's little daughter's posture, and listened to her affection, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

"Wushuang County Lord, you don't have to spend your mind on me, this heart of mine has already been handed over and can't be recovered."

Although it was an expected refusal, Liang Wushuang's face was still lost, and even her smile dimmed.

"Wushuang knows, the prince's heart is with Sister Su, it doesn't matter, I can wait, no matter how long I wait, even if the prince's heart can't come back, Wushuang can also give you his heart, just ask the prince not to keep pushing me away."

Mo Huanli looked at the begonia and smiled gently: "Okay." "Wouldn't it be better if you couldn't wait?

Inside the window, people look at each other, and the begonias are red.

Outside the window, Ming Shumo looked at Su Chaoxi, "Did you see it?" You are not a rare feeling, some people are willing to eat, **** look forward to it. ”

Su Chaoxi supported her body, the injury on her back hurt repeatedly, her forehead was covered with a layer of fine cold sweat, and under the scorching sun, the scene in front of her was more dazzling than the scorching sun.

Shouldn't it be like this, Mo Huanli is planning to accept other people's wishes? And what about her? Has it become that time can smooth everything out?

Su Chaoxi forcibly got out of the sedan chair, looked at Mo Huanli with a gentle smile in the window, and called out hoarsely.

"Mo Huanli." (To be continued.) )