Ou Mo was a researcher who met Lu when he was doing market research.

Originally, this was not his scope of work, but yesterday he was desperately in a hurry, coupled with more than an hour of hard work in the morning, he ended the work at hand early.

So he volunteered to make his request to An Lan.

An Lan whistled very loudly and teased: "Speed! You're really not Gade! The work you have completed may not be able to be taken by someone else for half a day. If everyone in the company were like you, it's hard to imagine how much it would grow! ”

Ou Mo smiled and tapped An Lan's chest.

However, if he could have predicted the prophet, he would not have done this investigation.

At the door of the supermarket, he saw her at a glance-

Kenhime.

This woman, who had been the most important person in his life, was now the last person he wanted to see.

It's only a few months apart, but it feels like you've traveled back in time.

She wore a long purple dress with bewitching makeup, and was completely in the image of a noblewoman. The shawl long hair in the past was curled up high by her, and her demeanor was still the same, but she had a little more dust and old age. The eyes that once charmed his heart were hidden under the dreamy purple eyeshadow, and it was difficult to find the sweetness of the past.

Ou Mo was gloomy in his heart, he turned around to leave, but Yan Ji grabbed him firmly in the first time: "Ou Mo, you don't want to see me so much?" ”

Ou Mo's heart was suddenly pricked by a needle: "Don't forget, it was you who said goodbye at the beginning." ”

"I have a hard time, please listen to my explanation." Yan Ji squeezed out a smile and said bitterly.

"Suffering? That's how you explain it to me? Do you know that I used to look for you like crazy? Do you know how many sleepless nights I have? Do you know how worried I am about you? If you want to explain, why wait until now? Ou Mo finished in a hoarse voice, ignoring her and turning around.

"Ou Mo, please give me three minutes, just three minutes! May I? Ken Ji grabbed his arm and didn't let go.

On a stone bench in the shade of a tree, two people sat quietly.

The early summer wind blew quietly, and a little coolness penetrated into the hearts of the two of them silently.

Yan Ji cleared her throat and drove away the silence: "Ou Mo, I couldn't help it at that time. My brother is terminally ill and needs a large amount of money for treatment. I'm not like you, I come from a wealthy family, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. I studied abroad and almost used up all of my family's savings, what do you think I can do? In desperation, I had no choice but to give up my studies and say goodbye to return to China to find another way. The reason why I left quietly is because I don't want you to worry about it, I am afraid that it will affect your studies, do you know? ”

"That's what you're trying to do?" Ou Mo sneered: "Marry a rich man, treat your brother's illness, and then you can sit back and enjoy it by the way?" From now on, don't shed a drop of sweat, you can enjoy a good swim and worry-free food and clothing? ”

"I have no other way, I have no choice!" Yan Ji's tears suddenly welled up, and she sobbed: "Ou Mo, can't you be considerate of me?" ”

"But, have you considered my feelings?!" Ou Mo's face turned red, and he roared, "It took me a long time, and I didn't think it through—there are so many rich men in the world, why does this person have to be my eldest brother?!" ”