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Mo Xilin looked at her for a long time, and Qiao Weihuan was not in a hurry, sat down generously, opened the menu on the table and ordered.

Finally, he handed the menu to Mo Xilin on the other side, "Haven't ordered it yet?" A little more, yesterday you released the pigeons, today I have a treat. ”

Moxie came back to his senses, took the menu and didn't look at it, and handed it directly to the waiter.

He said a few names, and the waiter left, and when he left, he thoughtfully closed the door.

When there were only the two of them left in the box, Qiao Weihuan took out a flannel box from the bag, put it on the table, and said simply and directly: "I wanted to return it to you when I was in the old house, but I felt that it was not good to be seen by my grandmother, so I dragged it until today." ”

Mo Xilin recognized this box, his eyebrows jumped heavily, his lips pursed tightly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "You agreed to meet me just to return the ring?" ”

Qiao Weihuan shook the glass, and the lemon slices in the cup circled leisurely on the surface of the water.

"Yes."

Moxilin's throat tightened, and his chest was stuffed like a clump of cotton wool. He didn't know how to describe his current mood, and he drank a little anxiously, but he didn't feel well.

Qiao Weihuan quietly looked at his sinking face, and listened to him suppress his voice and say, "You don't have to give it back to me, you just keep it." ”

"The meaning of the ring is different, so I'll give it back to you. Don't talk about us, talk about grandma, she's been in good health for the past two days? ”

When the wedding was canceled, Mo Xilin once said in person: go your own way, and it has nothing to do with it.

However, these days, he often thinks of Qiao Weihuan, and thinks of Qiao Weihuan's various expressions in the few times they get along.

A happy, calm expression, a slightly shy and low-eyed Qiao Weihuan.

She is like a lingering shadow, appearing in front of her eyes from time to time, coming without warning, leaving quietly.

Last night, Qiao Weihuan missed the appointment, and Mo Xilin waited in the restaurant for a full hour, until he couldn't get through to her anymore, he turned around and went to her house to knock on the door. He was afraid that she would be sick at home like before, and he knocked on the door anxiously, but he couldn't knock. Waited at the door all night and didn't see anyone to see her.

It wasn't until he received Qiao Weihuan's call in the morning that he was relieved.

Mo Xilin blamed all this on guilt, admitting that he did owe Qiao Weihuan.

He lowered his tone, refused to change the subject, and stubbornly frowned: "You keep the ring." ”

Qiao Weihuan propped up the table with her elbows and supported her cheeks with one hand, "I keep the ring, Lu Xiaoya will think about it more." ”

Moxilin said categorically: "She won't." ”

"You probably don't know much about women, trust me, she will."

Mo Xilin thought of the sick and weak Lu Xiaoya, whose eyes were as simple as her deer, and said decisively: "Xiaoya doesn't have so many thoughts, she won't think about it much." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled softly, no longer discussed Lu Xiaoya's question with Mo Xilin, and found a high-sounding reason: "Hmm...... But He Zhengxiao will think more. ”

She doesn't like to play games with people, and the way Moxi is now is obviously inappropriate. What's more, not to mention that she is not clear with He Zhengxiao now, even if there is no man by her side, she should no longer have anything to do with Mo Xilin.

Moxi's eyes froze, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't answer for a while.

In fact, he was not surprised, after all, at the wedding and the old mansion, he had seen Qiao Weihuan and He Zhengxiao together.

It's just that I didn't expect Qiao Weihuan to admit it so generously.

Mo Xilin suppressed the tumbling taste in his heart, and looked at her with complicated eyes: "You guys...... Pretty good? ”

Qiao Weihuan thought for a while, "It's good." ”

Just as the waiter knocked on the door and came in, interrupting their conversation.

The meal was unusually silent, and Qiao Weihuan stopped eating early and drank juice silently.

Mo Xilin didn't seem to have much of an appetite, and put down his chopsticks after her, almost habitually, saying, "I'll send you back." ”

But this time, Qiao Weihuan refused.

She got up from the chair, took the coat handed by the waiter and put it on, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you, the driver is waiting for me downstairs, and I asked him to send me back." ”

When Qiao Weihuan was moving, he accidentally lifted the corner of the scarf, and the small piece of skin exposed outside the collar saw the light of day, and it was still as white as before, but there was a dark red trace.

Mo Xilin's hand on the back of the chair froze, Qiao Weihuan put on his coat and smiled politely, "I'm leaving." ”

Qiao Weihuan stepped out of the box first, and Mo Xilin stared uncontrollably at the wide open door, until her footsteps disappeared completely, and then closed her eyes tiredly.

returned the ring, Qiao Weihuan was simply relaxed. She walked briskly out of the box and went to the bathroom.

When I was washing my hands, I could faintly hear the sound of talking in the quiet corridor.

A crying female voice asked, "...... Did you go to her last night? ”

It seems that a man has said something, because his voice is very low and seems very indistinct.

…… Is this a bloody drama?

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to go out rashly to embarrass others, so she delayed the time to wash her hands.

The woman's voice sounded very young, just aggrieved, and she sniffed twice from time to time.

"You didn't answer the phone all night, were you with her?"

The woman didn't wait for an answer for a long time, but as if she knew the man's answer, the complaint she had swallowed finally burst out, followed by a rustling sound, as if it was made by the woman when she moved, and the intense emotions made her voice intermittent.

"I, I've been waiting for you for so many years, if it weren't for, because of you, I wouldn't want to live for a long time, you can't do without me ......"

…… Why is this way of speaking so similar to Lu Xiaoya?

Her plaster hasn't been removed yet, isn't she afraid of the sequelae of running around?

Qiao Weihuan's whole body was chilled, and he regretted that he had just chosen to come to the bathroom.

However, it was too late to go out now, and there was only one route from the bathroom to the outside of the restaurant, and no matter how she walked, she would bump into this scene.

There was no way, Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to continue to wash her hands.

Before the people outside were finished, Lu Xiaoya's voice alarmed the dedicated waiter, and the other party walked over quickly, "Hello, do you need ......?"

"It's none of your business." Moxi's voice was cold, and he successfully stopped the waiter's inquiry. The waiter saw the situation, closed his mouth in a knowing and interesting way, and obediently left.

Lu Xiaoya was still crying, tears falling one by one, crackling on her clothes, fainting out of small shadows.

Mo Xilin's heart hurt so much that he squatted down next to the wheelchair, held Lu Xiaoya's hand, and his voice was very hoarse, "Xiaoya, I won't want you, I just have something to say when I see her." ”

Lu Xiaoya's eyes and nose were red from crying, and she looked at Mo Xilin's eyes with tears in her eyes: "What kind of words are you?" ”

Mo Xilin's hand unconsciously used force, and said slowly: "Ask her how she is doing, that's all." ”

Women seem to be born with an unusually keen intuition about emotional matters, Lu Xiaoya heard Mo Xilin's vague answer, her tears fell even more fiercely, and she couldn't stop sobbing quietly.

Mo Xilin frowned and said, "Xiaoya, I have nothing to do with her anymore, she came today just to return the ring." ”

Lu Xiaoya's tears kept flowing, and she looked at him with hazy teary eyes, "That's ...... What about rings? ”

Moxilin reached out and rummaged through his coat pocket, then stood up again, looking in the pocket of his trousers, and then the fold of his brow deepened.

He was a little distracted when he came out, and he should have left the ring in the box.

Lu Xiaoya hadn't seen the "evidence" for a long time, her face gradually turned white, and she looked at her handsome lover with empty eyes, "Xilin, do you like her?" ”

Moxilin's face froze, and his lips pursed tightly.

"I've never had feelings for her."

Qiao Weihuan's hands were stiffened by the cold water, she rubbed her stiff fingers, she really didn't like to hear the two people mention her, praying that they would leave quickly, but the two of them continued to talk.

"Then why didn't you let me see her? I just called her and wanted her to say good things for us in front of the old lady, and you were angry with me for this......"

"It's not that you're angry, it's that your body hasn't healed yet, and I don't want you to run around."

"But ......"

"Xiaoya, you are obedient, don't think about it anymore. If I endure this time, I will find a way to convince my grandmother and try to make her figure it out, and then we will get married. ”

“…… Are you sure? ”

Mo Xilin finally stopped Lu Xiaoya's tears, and the two of them whispered again, and then gradually walked away.

When they left for a while, Qiao Weihuan calmly turned off the water flow, shook the water droplets on his hands, and suddenly felt that Lu Xiaoya was a little pitiful.

Tears are a double-edged sword, if used well, it will cause pity, and if it is not used well, it will only consume the patience of others.

A woman like Lu Xiaoya, who is used to using tears, may never understand that sometimes, people who don't cry hurt more.

Qiao Weihuan was afraid of running into those two people again, so she made a little detour and went downstairs from another elevator with few people.

Halfway down the elevator, two people got on the elevator, and as soon as the door opened, Qiao Weihuan smelled a strong smell of wine.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to take an elevator with a drunk, and originally planned to go down, but was blocked by swaying people.

A man and a woman, the man seemed to have drunk too much, and he was crookedly supported by the woman next to him. He couldn't walk steadily, most of his body hung on the woman, his hands were not honestly rubbing everywhere, and he asked vaguely: "Be careful of your liver, are you pregnant, why is there an extra lump of meat on your belly?" ”

The woman was touched and giggled, and pulled the man's hand in a reluctant manner, and said squeamishly: "Ershao, you hate it, I pay attention to what I eat every day, and there can be no meat on my stomach." ”

Qiao Weihuan was looking for an opportunity to bypass them, and when she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the drunken man.

Liang Ershao is good-looking, and he has the energy of a little fresh meat, but the chaos of his private life and his long-term drunken dreams make him look a little overindulgent and vain.

He is a cheeky person, and he has been broken into slag when he is a teenager, and he never pays attention to his image, and in front of outsiders, he rubs his mouth on the face of the woman next to him shamelessly, and says while kissing: "I hate it?" I hate that you were called such a prodigal ......."

The woman was a little more reserved than Liang Ershao, noticed that there was someone in the elevator, and glanced at the other party embarrassedly, "Ershao, is there still ......?"

As she spoke, her eyes widened wider and wider, obviously recognizing Qiao Weihuan, her face suddenly turned red, and she didn't look at her anymore.

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Mo Xilin looked at her for a long time, and Qiao Weihuan was not in a hurry, sat down generously, opened the menu on the table and ordered.

Finally, he handed the menu to Mo Xilin on the other side, "Haven't ordered it yet?" A little more, yesterday you released the pigeons, today I have a treat. ”

Moxie came back to his senses, took the menu and didn't look at it, and handed it directly to the waiter.

He said a few names, and the waiter left, and when he left, he thoughtfully closed the door.

When there were only the two of them left in the box, Qiao Weihuan took out a flannel box from the bag, put it on the table, and said simply and directly: "I wanted to return it to you when I was in the old house, but I felt that it was not good to be seen by my grandmother, so I dragged it until today." ”

Mo Xilin recognized this box, his eyebrows jumped heavily, his lips pursed tightly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "You agreed to meet me just to return the ring?" ”

Qiao Weihuan shook the glass, and the lemon slices in the cup circled leisurely on the surface of the water.

"Yes."

Moxilin's throat tightened, and his chest was stuffed like a clump of cotton wool. He didn't know how to describe his current mood, and he drank a little anxiously, but he didn't feel well.

Qiao Weihuan quietly looked at his sinking face, and listened to him suppress his voice and say, "You don't have to give it back to me, you just keep it." ”

"The meaning of the ring is different, so I'll give it back to you. Don't talk about us, talk about grandma, she's been in good health for the past two days? ”

When the wedding was canceled, Mo Xilin once said in person: go your own way, and it has nothing to do with it.

However, these days, he often thinks of Qiao Weihuan, and thinks of Qiao Weihuan's various expressions in the few times they get along.

A happy, calm expression, a slightly shy and low-eyed Qiao Weihuan.

She is like a lingering shadow, appearing in front of her eyes from time to time, coming without warning, leaving quietly.

Last night, Qiao Weihuan missed the appointment, and Mo Xilin waited in the restaurant for a full hour, until he couldn't get through to her anymore, he turned around and went to her house to knock on the door. He was afraid that she would be sick at home like before, and he knocked on the door anxiously, but he couldn't knock. Waited at the door all night and didn't see anyone to see her.

It wasn't until he received Qiao Weihuan's call in the morning that he was relieved.

Mo Xilin blamed all this on guilt, admitting that he did owe Qiao Weihuan.

He lowered his tone, refused to change the subject, and stubbornly frowned: "You keep the ring." ”

Qiao Weihuan propped up the table with her elbows and supported her cheeks with one hand, "I keep the ring, Lu Xiaoya will think about it more." ”

Moxilin said categorically: "She won't." ”

"You probably don't know much about women, trust me, she will."

Mo Xilin thought of the sick and weak Lu Xiaoya, whose eyes were as simple as her deer, and said decisively: "Xiaoya doesn't have so many thoughts, she won't think about it much." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled softly, no longer discussed Lu Xiaoya's question with Mo Xilin, and found a high-sounding reason: "Hmm...... But He Zhengxiao will think more. ”

She doesn't like to play games with people, and the way Moxi is now is obviously inappropriate. What's more, not to mention that she is not clear with He Zhengxiao now, even if there is no man by her side, she should no longer have anything to do with Mo Xilin.

Moxi's eyes froze, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't answer for a while.

In fact, he was not surprised, after all, at the wedding and the old mansion, he had seen Qiao Weihuan and He Zhengxiao together.

It's just that I didn't expect Qiao Weihuan to admit it so generously.

Mo Xilin suppressed the tumbling taste in his heart, and looked at her with complicated eyes: "You guys...... Pretty good? ”

Qiao Weihuan thought for a while, "It's good." ”

Just as the waiter knocked on the door and came in, interrupting their conversation.

The meal was unusually silent, and Qiao Weihuan stopped eating early and drank juice silently.

Mo Xilin didn't seem to have much of an appetite, and put down his chopsticks after her, almost habitually, saying, "I'll send you back." ”

But this time, Qiao Weihuan refused.

She got up from the chair, took the coat handed by the waiter and put it on, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you, the driver is waiting for me downstairs, and I asked him to send me back." ”

When Qiao Weihuan was moving, he accidentally lifted the corner of the scarf, and the small piece of skin exposed outside the collar saw the light of day, and it was still as white as before, but there was a dark red trace.

Mo Xilin's hand on the back of the chair froze, Qiao Weihuan put on his coat and smiled politely, "I'm leaving." ”

Qiao Weihuan stepped out of the box first, and Mo Xilin stared uncontrollably at the wide open door, until her footsteps disappeared completely, and then closed her eyes tiredly.

returned the ring, Qiao Weihuan was simply relaxed. She walked briskly out of the box and went to the bathroom.

When I was washing my hands, I could faintly hear the sound of talking in the quiet corridor.

A crying female voice asked, "...... Did you go to her last night? ”

It seems that a man has said something, because his voice is very low and seems very indistinct.

…… Is this a bloody drama?

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to go out rashly to embarrass others, so she delayed the time to wash her hands.

The woman's voice sounded very young, just aggrieved, and she sniffed twice from time to time.

"You didn't answer the phone all night, were you with her?"

The woman didn't wait for an answer for a long time, but as if she knew the man's answer, the complaint she had swallowed finally burst out, followed by a rustling sound, as if it was made by the woman when she moved, and the intense emotions made her voice intermittent.

"I, I've been waiting for you for so many years, if it weren't for, because of you, I wouldn't want to live for a long time, you can't do without me ......"

…… Why is this way of speaking so similar to Lu Xiaoya?

Her plaster hasn't been removed yet, isn't she afraid of the sequelae of running around?

Qiao Weihuan's whole body was chilled, and he regretted that he had just chosen to come to the bathroom.

However, it was too late to go out now, and there was only one route from the bathroom to the outside of the restaurant, and no matter how she walked, she would bump into this scene.

There was no way, Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to continue to wash her hands.

Before the people outside were finished, Lu Xiaoya's voice alarmed the dedicated waiter, and the other party walked over quickly, "Hello, do you need ......?"

"It's none of your business." Moxi's voice was cold, and he successfully stopped the waiter's inquiry. The waiter saw the situation, closed his mouth in a knowing and interesting way, and obediently left.

Lu Xiaoya was still crying, tears falling one by one, crackling on her clothes, fainting out of small shadows.

Mo Xilin's heart hurt so much that he squatted down next to the wheelchair, held Lu Xiaoya's hand, and his voice was very hoarse, "Xiaoya, I won't want you, I just have something to say when I see her." ”

Lu Xiaoya's eyes and nose were red from crying, and she looked at Mo Xilin's eyes with tears in her eyes: "What kind of words are you?" ”

Mo Xilin's hand unconsciously used force, and said slowly: "Ask her how she is doing, that's all." ”

Women seem to be born with an unusually keen intuition about emotional matters, Lu Xiaoya heard Mo Xilin's vague answer, her tears fell even more fiercely, and she couldn't stop sobbing quietly.

Mo Xilin frowned and said, "Xiaoya, I have nothing to do with her anymore, she came today just to return the ring." ”

Lu Xiaoya's tears kept flowing, and she looked at him with hazy teary eyes, "That's ...... What about rings? ”

Moxilin reached out and rummaged through his coat pocket, then stood up again, looking in the pocket of his trousers, and then the fold of his brow deepened.

He was a little distracted when he came out, and he should have left the ring in the box.

Lu Xiaoya hadn't seen the "evidence" for a long time, her face gradually turned white, and she looked at her handsome lover with empty eyes, "Xilin, do you like her?" ”

Moxilin's face froze, and his lips pursed tightly.

"I've never had feelings for her."

Qiao Weihuan's hands were stiffened by the cold water, she rubbed her stiff fingers, she really didn't like to hear the two people mention her, praying that they would leave quickly, but the two of them continued to talk.

"Then why didn't you let me see her? I just called her and wanted her to say good things for us in front of the old lady, and you were angry with me for this......"

"It's not that you're angry, it's that your body hasn't healed yet, and I don't want you to run around."

"But ......"

"Xiaoya, you are obedient, don't think about it anymore. If I endure this time, I will find a way to convince my grandmother and try to make her figure it out, and then we will get married. ”

“…… Are you sure? ”

Mo Xilin finally stopped Lu Xiaoya's tears, and the two of them whispered again, and then gradually walked away.

When they left for a while, Qiao Weihuan calmly turned off the water flow, shook the water droplets on his hands, and suddenly felt that Lu Xiaoya was a little pitiful.

Tears are a double-edged sword, if used well, it will cause pity, and if it is not used well, it will only consume the patience of others.

A woman like Lu Xiaoya, who is used to using tears, may never understand that sometimes, people who don't cry hurt more.

Qiao Weihuan was afraid of running into those two people again, so she made a little detour and went downstairs from another elevator with few people.

Halfway down the elevator, two people got on the elevator, and as soon as the door opened, Qiao Weihuan smelled a strong smell of wine.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to take an elevator with a drunk, and originally planned to go down, but was blocked by swaying people.

A man and a woman, the man seemed to have drunk too much, and he was crookedly supported by the woman next to him. He couldn't walk steadily, most of his body hung on the woman, his hands were not honestly rubbing everywhere, and he asked vaguely: "Be careful of your liver, are you pregnant, why is there an extra lump of meat on your belly?" ”

The woman was touched and giggled, and pulled the man's hand in a reluctant manner, and said squeamishly: "Ershao, you hate it, I pay attention to what I eat every day, and there can be no meat on my stomach." ”

Qiao Weihuan was looking for an opportunity to bypass them, and when she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the drunken man.

Liang Ershao is good-looking, and he has the energy of a little fresh meat, but the chaos of his private life and his long-term drunken dreams make him look a little overindulgent and vain.

He is a cheeky person, and he has been broken into slag when he is a teenager, and he never pays attention to his image, and in front of outsiders, he rubs his mouth on the face of the woman next to him shamelessly, and says while kissing: "I hate it?" I hate that you were called such a prodigal ......."

The woman was a little more reserved than Liang Ershao, noticed that there was someone in the elevator, and glanced at the other party embarrassedly, "Ershao, is there still ......?"

As she spoke, her eyes widened wider and wider, obviously recognizing Qiao Weihuan, her face suddenly turned red, and she didn't look at her anymore.

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