The elastic mask under the veil was already wet with crying, and Mo Chuxin kept looking back until his parents' stele disappeared from sight.

And she can't forget the way her fiancé cried, he was a seven-foot man kneeling in front of his monument, crying completely regardless of his image, making her believe that Qiao Wenxuan really loved her again, maybe one day in the future, they will still be together, it's just ...... It takes a long time to achieve.

I wonder if he'll be able to wait until that day!

The drizzle was falling, as if God was weeping for them.

With the last spade of earth in the air, there were three more undead bodies in the Mingshan Cemetery.

The crowd dispersed, and Su Yichen pushed the wheelchair and walked down the mountain with the flow of people.

In the distance, Min Yansheng saw Su Yichen's figure, hurriedly walked over, took the wheelchair and pushed it to the front of the car, and Su Yichen helped people into the car.

There were many vehicles parked at the foot of the mountain, causing a brief congestion, and the traffic rate slowed down, and the cars stopped and stopped.

Mo Chuxin leaned on the car window sadly, immersed in grief, tears blurred her vision, and cried her heart, the veil on her head had not been removed, in order not to be seen her crying face.

Suddenly, Qiao Wenxuan's sedan appeared in front of him, and before Mo Chuxin could see it clearly, he was clasped by Su Yichen's big palm on the back of his head and pressed on his shoulder.

……

Mo Chuxin's eyes froze, and the whole person froze.

"Su ......" she didn't shout out the next sentence.

"Now you can cry." Su Yichen's voice was calm.

And in the next second, the eagle-like black eyes swept over the men and women kissing passionately in the car opposite, and the corners of his lips pulled mockingly, Qiao Wenxuan, you can find the spare tire fast enough.

Min Yansheng pretended that nothing had happened, but skillfully bypassed the car and drove out of the Mingshan Cemetery from the other side.

Mo Chuxin grabbed the corner of Su Yichen's clothes, tears burst the embankment, and the mournful cry echoed in the car......

Su Yichen lowered his eyes, his eyes were unfazed, and he let the woman hug him and cry bitterly. Because today is the last time she can cry so unscrupulously, after tomorrow, everything will start again, and a new life will reveal Mo Chuxin's new life trajectory.

And the photo of Qiao Wenxuan kissing his female secretary outside the cemetery, Mo Chuxin saw it on the Internet a week later, when she had just undergone skin grafting surgery on her face, and the heavy gauze hid her tears, leaving only a pair of red and swollen eyes.

She sat quietly in front of the computer, silent for a long time, and did not leave the room for a day.

In the evening, Su Yichen came back from the company, looked at the empty set of chopsticks on the table, and asked casually, "Where is Miss Mo?" ”

Steward Lu sighed lightly and replied, "Young Master, Miss Mo hasn't been out of the room for a day, I called the door a few times, but she didn't open it, and she didn't get in for a day." ”

The chopsticks in Su Yichen's hand paused, and he looked at Steward Lu with narrow eyes, "Didn't come out for a day?" ”

Steward Lu nodded, "Yes." ”

Su Yichen remembered the lace news that the secretary talked about during the day, Qiao Wenxuan kissed the female secretary in the cemetery, and there was no need to ask if it was because of this incident. He slowly got up and walked towards the stairs.

Before coming to Mo Chuxin's room, Su Yichen still showed a gentlemanly demeanor and knocked on the door politely, "Miss Mo, give you one minute to open the door." ”

Mo Chuxin turned her head and looked at the closed door with empty eyes, but there was no response, at this time she was tormented by Qiao Wenxuan's betrayal.

If the death of her family was a traumatic blow to her soul, then her fiancé's betrayal completely crushed the little hope that Mo Chu had left.

She has completely become an orphan girl, an ugly duckling who no one loves and no one loves.

Qiao Wenxuan has been in a private relationship with that female secretary for almost a year. She actually knew that if it weren't for the news, I'm afraid she would still be kept in the dark.

Thinking about the relationship in the past six months, she inexplicably became a third party and became the junior who intervened in other people's relationships.

She wanted to ask him, what was she? When he took her hand and swore an oath, was he cheating? When he proposed with the ring, was he setting up a game? When he held her face and kissed affectionately, was he making a scene? Thinking of the past, her chest was pressed against a boulder, as if she was about to suffocate.

In her mind, there was only an infinite cycle of pain, and fragments of purpose, which were intertwined, entangled, negated each other and dialectically reverberated each other......

She's been tricked!

"It's time for Mo Chuxin!" Su Yichen's clear warning sound came from outside the door, and then the next second, the door was kicked open.

Mo Chuxin frowned slightly, still sitting on his knees on the chair, holding his legs with both hands, and looking at the screen with his chin against his knees.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Su Yichen coming lightly, and after standing still, he glanced at the photo on the computer screen contemptuously, and smiled disapprerovingly: "See? ”

Mo Chuxin was in a bad mood now, she didn't want to quarrel with this man, buried her head between her knees, and said with a hint of pleading: "I'm sorry, can you let me be quiet?" ”

"You haven't spent too much time quiet? It's been a day! Su Yichen replied indifferently.

Mo Chuxin was a little irritable, "Then give another day!" ”

"Yes." He replied in the affirmative, his knobby fingers covering the keyboard, and lightly touching the keys, "Miss Mo, what do you think you will change in one more day?" The fiancé didn't cheat, and the cemetery kiss didn't happen? Or is it ...... Can your ridiculous love come all over again? ”

Mo Chuxin could hear the ridicule in his words, and the fire in his heart urgently needed to find a breakthrough.

She raised her head leisurely, glared at him with resentful eyes, stared at him like an enemy, and then stood up in front of him with difficulty, her back straight, and her hoarse voice reprimanded: "What? Do you even want to bully me, a waster?

Don't I even have the right to be sad? Can't I cry in my room? Can't I remember what I once was an idiot for? Why do I have so many things on my back, I am also a human being, and I will also be in pain! Do you know? Do you understand?

Why...... Everything is happening right in front of my eyes, and I can't stop anything!

You won't understand this helplessness!

So, you don't understand! Please don't interfere with my freedom! All you need to do is sit back and enjoy Mohs! ”

"......" Su Yichen has been looking at her calmly, watching her panting, watching her roar angrily, watching her slender body squatting in front of him little by little, hugging in a ball.

The tall figure squatted down, caressed his back with his big palm, and breathed smoothly, "Can your anger change the status quo?" His voice was as clear as jade, like a bead that had fallen from a silver platter, and slid into his heart.

Mo Chuxin covered his face and shook his head, no!

"Can skipping a meal change the situation?" He asked again.

She continued to shake her head, no!

"So how can we change the status quo?"

How? Mo Chuxin raised his head and looked at Su Yichen.