In the afternoon, Si Yiyan came to Mo's house to pick up Wen Wenya, and by the way, he played a few games of chess with Old Man Mo.

Si Yiyan is excellent at chess, and he confronted and fought with Old Man Mo's black and white chess pieces, and he did not fall behind at all, the two of them played a drum and chess equally, and Old Man Mo was a little unsatisfied.

Afterwards, he stared at the chessboard and sighed: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" ”

Si Jiu's attainments in the art of chess are already above him.

A game of chess, not only to play freely, but also to maintain the same strength as him, can not lose to him, let him see the clues, but also can not win him, let him lose face, can be described as well-intentioned, the energy spent on these calculations is far more than the effort spent on chess.

Once upon a time, as a student, Si Jiu played chess with him, but he would not be so "exhausted"!

This attitude has only existed since he and Xinya got engaged.

It can be seen that he is already calling himself Xinya's fiancé, treating himself as the Mo family's uncle-in-law and treating him as an elder who needs to be pleased.

The speed of transformation and adaptation of this character is a little too fast.

This made Old Man Mo very unhappy.

There is always a feeling that the granddaughter will soon become the Si family.

On the way back, Wen Wenya said regretfully: "I originally wanted Grandpa Du to take the pulse for you, but who knew that Grandpa Du was concerned about his little grandson, and he left just after lunch." ”

Si Yiyan's old illness has now been fully controlled, there is no major problem, and it has not occurred for many years.

The treatment had ended two years ago, but his illness had dragged on for too long, and there was no way to cure it.

Si Yiyan looked at her helplessly: "Warm and elegant!" ”

"Huh?"

Wen Wenya raised her eyes and looked at him with some doubts.

Si Yiyan gently rubbed her hair: "I have a heart that can't be every day, so it will seem that I, my fiancé, am very unreliable." ”

As soon as the acquisition battle of T-K Group came to an end, she began to worry about Mo Gong's body, Mo Gong's body was fine, and she was concerned about his body, which should have been thoughtful and thoughtful for her, so that she had no worries.

But, apparently, he didn't do it.

His girl should have been stable in the present world, and the years should be quiet!

However, he tolerated her, in the midst of conspiracy and calculation, and the desire for power.

He is a winner in the world, but in front of her, he will always be a loser.

Wen Wenya winked at Si Yiyan and asked playfully, "Is there one?" Why don't I feel this way? After speaking, she looked Si Yiyan up and down, her eyes were admiration and worship for him, as if he was her faith, and she was his most devout believer: "You say, should I call you Xia Si Jiu Shao, or should I call you Rex, or call you Lucifer directly?" ”

Xia Si Jiushao, Rex, Lucifer -

Either title is a symbol of authority.

It is a different field, and the honorific title for him represents his noble and incomparable identity.

How can such a man be unreliable?

He is just too reliable, so he is willing to take away a sharp edge for her, restrain his rashness, and change from a noble, high-minded, and vertical and horizontal man to an ordinary man who spoils her, loves her, and protects her.

"Wen Wenya, I regret it!" Si Yiyan's voice was hoarse, gently picking up her jaw, and her fingers gently rubbing her eyebrows.

These eyebrows are tempered by vicissitudes of life, despair and pain, and have to be strong and powerful!

It is an indelible trace left by the short and tragic life of the previous life.

It was also him, the indelible regret and regret of the second.

"Regrets? Don't be kidding, you are Si Yiyan, a man like a god in my heart, in my eyes, you are omnipotent, every decision you make, every decision you make, every decision you make, there has never been any mistake, how can you have such an emotion of regret. ”

Wen Wenya couldn't help but laugh when she looked at him.

"As long as you are human, you will have regrets and regrets, and I am no exception." In the deep eyes, complex emotions are like a dark tide.

He wants to be like a man, in the posture of a protector, always standing in front of her, sheltering her from the wind and rain, going into battle for her, sweeping all obstacles for her, and letting her bloom in his palm like a delicate flower.

However, all this was as early as the moment he met her in this life, and in the dark, he had lost his qualifications.

Wen Wenya joked: "I suddenly felt that I needed to look up to the general gods in my heart, and suddenly I fell off the altar and began to be grounded." ”

Wen Wenya looked at the obscure, complex, dark, and turbulent emotions in his eyes, and she didn't know why, and she couldn't help but feel a little astringent in her heart.

"Wen Wenya, I'm sorry!" He whispered.

For him, this is a belated excuse.

I'm sorry that I couldn't meet her in the best time of her life, fall in love with her, and then protect her under her wings to save her from the misery of my life.

I'm sorry that the previous life failed to appear in front of her when she was most embarrassed, pull her, save her from the most unbearable situation, and protect her from pain under her wings.

In the end, she returned to the original point with a painful past.

Carrying the life of the second life, so she wants to be strong, to take revenge, to have her own life, to take her life into her own hands.

Therefore, she will not try to completely entrust her life to anyone, including him!

And he, without involvement, did not interfere with her qualifications and position.

Wen Ya's eyes flickered, and she pretended to be dissatisfied: "Why are you suddenly sorry for me, you haven't done anything to be sorry for me." Suddenly, his eyes widened and he glared at Si Yiyan: "You can't really do something to be sorry for me?" ”

Wen Wenya couldn't understand Si Yiyan's gaze.

However, I only feel sad.

She didn't understand the churning regret in Si Yiyan's eyes, and she didn't understand what the dark regret in his eyes represented?

However, she knew that it had to be related to her.

Si Yiyan, probably more and more about the things of the previous life!

Si Yiyan laughed lowly: "In your opinion, what is really sorry for you?" ”

In just an instant, he retracted the depths of his heart, and the demon that suddenly erupted and was almost uncontrollable returned to his original, calm appearance.

It seems that he is secretive, and the difficult and deep complex emotions are just her delusions.

Wen Wenya felt distressed for no reason, she pretended to laugh and scold: "First, it is to deceive me, second, to be ambiguous with other women behind my back, and third, to make me unhappy." ”

Si Yiyan, you give me deep affection in this life, except for the pain of my exile in my previous life; Embrace my arms, except for the frivolity of my previous life; Help my arm, unparalleled for thousands of years.

But I, the pain of the previous life.

In the end, it's up to you to carry it for me!