There is no doubt that now that Ming Junxi and the "demon girl" have any connection, it will be a big blow to the stability and development of Ming Junxi. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

However, if it was just a simple connection, or just for business, Ye Mo would not have felt so heartbroken.

Ye Mo hid in the dark at the top of the stairs and saw the two kissing downstairs. Ye Mo suddenly felt that he was being Lingchi. It turns out that no matter how time alternates, no matter how much she pays, everything will not turn to that one result.

Seeing the beautiful face of the woman downstairs, Ye Mo subconsciously remembered her ordinary face, and she smiled bitterly at herself again. God is always preferred, so who is to blame?

Ye Mo took away the sadness, turned around silently, and left the place that broke the comfort and hope.

Downstairs, the kiss between the two ended abruptly.

Ming Junxi went out with the "demon girl" and did not return for one night.

Ye Mo thought of that word, and the whole person conscripted for a night, staying by the window and watching. How she longed for him to come back. Just come back, Ye Mo didn't even dare to ask for too much that night.

However, until dawn, she did not wait for him. Ye Mo was in despair.

Dawn woke Ye Mo up. Ye Mo smiled sadly, who is to blame? Blame yourself for not confessing? I obviously paid so much for him. However, if he regards gratitude as love, wouldn't he be too humble?

Should Jun Xi be blamed? But what is to blame for him? He is not wrong, he has the right to love.

It should be blamed on fate, perhaps, this is just a chess game played by God when he is bored, we are all chess pieces in his hands, no matter how hard we try, we still can't change our ending.

Ye Mo closed her eyes, she thought, she hadn't had a good rest for so many years, now, she was tired, she wanted to enjoy a moment of tranquility, perhaps, in her dreams, she could find her true happiness......

In the dream, there is her, there is him, there is a white dress, there is a holy church.

However, dreams are dreams. Dreams will shatter and wake up.

Ye Mo finally woke up, she had always slept very little, she had become a habit, and now she didn't sleep for long.

Ye Mo finally walked down the stairs, looking at this magnificent villa, she only felt empty, and even began to miss the small building where the two of them had lived. It's small and broken, but at least it has a temperature.

At this time, Ye Mo really hoped that that time could come back, she began to regret that she was so desperate at the beginning, in fact, she could have slowed down the process of reaching the end, if, she knew that the future was like this.

Ye Mo's feet involuntarily moved towards Ming Junxi's bedroom, the empty room did not welcome its owner, Ye Mo shook his head, secretly laughing at his stupidity, the beauty is in his arms, how can he return?

Turning on the computer, reading the entertainment magazines of the day, and caring about the trends in the circle and the number of fans of Ming Junxi's comments and fans have become Ye Mo's habits for many years. But today, a few big words appeared on the computer screen, and she didn't know how to feel emotional. "The new king and the demon girl enter the hotel at night", and a photo of them holding their shoulders intimately is attached.

Ye Mo thought that she should be an agent and scolded angrily; Or as an admirer who pays silently, drinking alone and sorrowful.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Mo felt dizzy, but he still insisted on looking at the number of fans on his Weibo, as she expected, as soon as this article came out, the number of fans on Mingjun Xi's Weibo had begun to continue to fall, I was afraid that next, the decline would be even more turbulent.

Ye Mo began to understand Ming Junxi, what was he going to do? Is it that she has never seen through his true nature or is he crazy and wants to destroy himself?

As an agent's work ethic, she knew she should hurry up and put things down. However, as a character that only she knows, it is much more difficult.

Ye Mo hurriedly called Xia Xuan and asked her to bring a newspaper of the day, she urgently needed to see what the entertainment reporters wrote in the newspaper.

The comments in the newspaper are even sharper, pointing directly at Jun Xi and, of course, himself, but the comments on the "demon girl" are brushed aside.

Sighing, Ye Mo immediately ordered a few people to find Ming Junxi, and at the same time, he secretly blamed himself for being unwise yesterday, he should have stopped it immediately, instead of feeling sad there.

Ye Mo was busy dredged up relations with major media, but Ming Junxi's foundation is now unstable, and the media's eyes lit up when they saw the hot news, and there was no one who promised to help at all, only a few agreed not to publish vicious news anymore because of the teacher's affection.

Ye Mo was overwhelmed, and it was the first time she felt that she was so powerless to be an agent.

Ming Junxi finally came back, and the light and breezy appearance made Ye Mo feel worthless for the first time.

So, there was the quarrel just now.

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Ye Mo came back to his senses and slowly put down his hand to touch his face, is he old? But he has never really lived for himself, and he gave up his dream to help him, and as a result, it was not satisfactory.

He has someone he likes now, whoever it is, it's not her.

He shouldn't need himself anymore, maybe he didn't have a place in his heart at all.

Maybe he'll get married soon, and maybe he'll have children. Regardless of whether the object is Zhong Siyue or not, in the end, she and him are going to part ways.

Should I leave?

Leave? Just leave? Are you willing?

What do you say? Do you have to rely on him like this? Instead of living a sad life here, it is better to live the life you want, and live the rest of your life for yourself. Just hide him in your heart, how can you say that you have also gotten along once, isn't that enough? What more could you hope for?

But......

There is nothing but. Everything, nothing, but. Even if there are no "witches", there will be "fairies" and "witches", do you want to make yourself so miserable forever? It's better to leave.

Are you willing? Can you give it up?

What's reluctant? Even if you are reluctant, you have to be willing, and you will always live in his shadow as a silent shadow, what is it? Always so childlike, Ye Mo, I really look down on you! You should also chase your dreams.

Ye Mo slapped himself in the mirror, wake up, wake up, Ye Mo, open your eyes and see, there is always a wall between reality and fantasy that cannot be knocked down.

Ye Mo turned on the faucet, and then Qing Shui splashed directly and heavily on his face, his eyes were gradually moistened, Ye Mo bit his lips tightly, trying not to make a sound, and tears and Qing Shui had long been intertwined, unable to distinguish each other.

Ye Mo still felt that it was not enough in the end, as if it still couldn't wash away her bloody wounds.

He buried his face directly in the full sink, and there was silence for a minute, without sound. Ye Mo's heart felt extremely comfortable when she was in the water, and she thought, why don't you go on like this.