Entering the study, Ye Zhenhua didn't scold Ye Muyang, just looked at him and shook his head with a tired face. He's a stupid son, and he's stupid to be together. It's all in the aspect of love, and after diving headlong into it, he refuses to come out.

"Play a game of chess with me." Ye Zhenhua looked at Ye Muyang standing by the window and looking at the scenery outside the house, and sighed.

"Okay." Ye Muyang came over and rolled up his sleeves to take out the chessboard and set it up, and the two fathers and sons chatted while fighting in the room.

"It's all identified as her?" Ye Zhenhua wants to enlighten and enlighten his son. "Mumu, you have to know that all love and affection have a freshness, are you sure you don't have that freshness for her? As long as that feeling passes, you will get tired of her, tired of her......"

Ye Muyang frowned and took a step of chess, and he lost his mind a little in a trance. Is it? Annoyed with her, tired of her? Ye Mu Yang, will you? He didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head and smile: "Dad, I'm not sure what it will be like in the future." All I can tell you is that instead of annoying her now, I think I would do whatever she could if she was willing to come back to me now. ”

Yes, I'm willing to do anything. But people are not uncommon at all, so what can you do if you are willing? Strong self-esteem made him unable to say to Mo Xiaobei again the kind of words that begged her to return to him, and after dinner at night, Ye Muyang said that he had to leave, and no one could stop him, and Ye Zhenhua said the most: "Forget it, let him go." Ye Muyang then returned to his small apartment.

But I couldn't sleep, and my heart was empty. This kind of hollowness started after Mo Xiaobei left, and it has never disappeared for a month.

He had nothing to do, so he had to sit on the balcony with a bottle of red wine and look out the window at the deep sky as black as inky and smile bitterly. Mo Xiaobei, are you a goblin?

She was a goblin, and she must have been a goblin who had unknowingly taken away his soul. The moon seems to be very round tonight. Even though winter is already over, the moon is still so round. Ye Muyang felt that he seemed to be drunk, and he didn't seem to be drunk at all, because his mind was clearly sober, but his body kept holding the car keys and walking out.

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Mo Xiaobei couldn't sleep at the moment, she promised to be good with Jin Xinqian, although it was not an impulsive decision, but now she really feels that she regrets it. How can Kim Shin-kyun be a fool like that? Didn't he know that he didn't love him anymore?

As soon as he sat up and said that he was going to pour a glass of water to drink, the rusty iron door crackled and was slammed. Mo Xiaobei was startled, she was covered in cold sweat, she sat on the bed in a daze and didn't dare to move. Because the rent is very cheap in this neighborhood, the security is not very good, and there are often troublemakers or drunk people running to smash the glass.

"Open the door, open the door......" The voice outside the room was hoarse and rough. Mo Xiaobei assured that he had never heard this kind of voice, and it was probably because the drunks nearby were crazy. But in the middle of the night, she was really scared, and her whole body was trembling.

After a while, the sound of banging on the door suddenly disappeared, and when Mo Xiaobei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the glass window was suddenly smashed open with a brick with a "snap".

The sound of "bang" sounded in the silent night, like a cat with fried hair, and Mo Xiaobei only felt scared in his heart. She wanted to move, but she couldn't, and her legs were weak. She stared, but she could only watch the middle-aged uncle break into the room with a curse, muttering something in his mouth, and involuntarily shed a line of tears.

The sloppily dressed man exuded the smell of wine, and the moment he saw Mo Xiaobei through Yue'er's Qinghui, his eyes lit up all of a sudden. He had long heard that there was a single woman living nearby, and although she didn't look like a big beauty, she was a big beauty. He was originally an ordinary migrant worker on a nearby construction site, and when he was drunk, he subconsciously looked for the place that his co-workers had said a few times ago. I didn't expect to actually see this woman. Wine is intimidating. It's about him, when he sees that there is only one woman in the room, and the man is lustful, he wants to pounce on him.

I don't know where the strength came from, at the moment when the drunkard pounced, Mo Xiaobei suddenly felt that his body was full of strength, and pushed away the drunken who was already staggering and unsteady and ran to the corner of the wall, his legs and feet were weak, and his voice was trembling irrepressibly: "You, you, you...... Don't come here. ”

Listening to Mo Xiaobei's already frightened voice, the middle-aged man became even more excited. He just likes such a woman, a little small-tempered, but very weak, very adjusted, must be very comfortable.

He rubbed his hands and walked to Mo Xiaobei, who was already paralyzed with fright, and laughed hehehe: "Don't be afraid...... Let the master train you well. Mo Xiaobei's mind was already empty at the moment, and he couldn't take a step under his legs, so he could only watch the man pick himself up and throw him on the bed, his back against the wooden bed, Mo Xiaobei woke up a little painfully. At this moment, she couldn't care about any image or anything like that, and shouted loudly at the top of her voice: "Help! Help me! Although it was in vain, Mo Xiaobei was still looking forward to it, looking forward to someone coming.

The ** people living in this neighborhood are all poor and elderly. Such a person usually doesn't have time to hide from these bullies by himself, so how can he save Mo Xiaobei?

She was disappointed, desperate, with a pair of beautiful big eyes with uncontrollable tears, and her voice was hoarse and trembling, but she couldn't make a sound at all.

With a "snap" slap, the drunk slapped Mo Xiaobei's face fiercely, he frowned impatiently and bared his teeth and shouted: "Cheap woman, it's okay for Lao Tzu to be cool." I don't want your life—" He tore apart Mo Xiaobei's clothes with a bang. Mo Xiaobei was so frightened that he could only close his eyes and screamed: "Help—"

Seeing that the man was about to pounce on her again, Mo Xiaobei desperately wanted to resist, but he couldn't exert any strength on his body, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the man's "ah" cry out, and his voice was sharp as if he had encountered the most desperate thing in the world.

"Get out-" Ye Muyang would never have thought that such a thing would happen to him if he plucked up the courage to come to see Mo Xiaobei with the strength of wine. Could it be that she usually lives in such a filthy world? Looking at the scared and trembling female doll on the bed by the moonlight, Ye Muyang felt a pain in his heart, and he yanked hard at the drunken man's stall, his face full of anger. "Get out of here—don't let me see you!"

Where has the man ever seen such a Shura-like character, he immediately got up from the ground in a puff of smoke and covered his crotch in pain and ran out-