So Quan Jinxiao, shall we see you again?

I don't want to be tormented by my heart all the time.

I can't love it, because there will always be a hurdle between the world's non-judgments.

Quan Jinxiao put all the dishes up.

He walked out and didn't know how long he had been standing there.

He wanted to hug the girl, whose shoulders were shaking from crying, who looked so weak and helpless.

But he couldn't.

He'd done enough things to misunderstand her, to make her unexplainable.

He allowed himself to love her, in a way she would never know.

But he didn't allow himself to make mistakes again.

Quan Jinxiao frowned, he turned around and closed his reddish eyes.

He walked into the house and called for a small group to eat.

He sat at the table, upright and cold.

He will always look like he is not close to anyone, but he doesn't know that his cold heart has become bloody because he feels sorry for another person again and again.

In order to love Kwon Zhen, he warmed his heart.

It's hot and fresh, but I can't show it to her.

When Kwon returned to the room, she saw that both of them were sitting upright.

She smiled secretly, the corners of her mouth raised an arc, deliberately making herself very relaxed.

"Cooking so many dishes, is it a farewell?" Her voice was soft, high-pitched, dissatisfied, and anticipatory.

Quan Jinxiao pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth, "You said yes." ”

The smile on the corner of Quan Zhen's mouth didn't fall, and she continued to look at the room unhappily, "You also made the bed?" Did you clean the house? ”

Quan Jinxiao always looks like he is high on weekdays, and everyone is afraid of him.

But only in front of Quan Zhen, all his shelves and all his pride were put down.

There is a saying that love someone is humble to the dust.

"Yes." He replied softly.

"Hehe, you're recycling, it's good!" Kwon Zhen sarcastically.

There was a moment of intense reluctance flashing in her eyes, but she pressed it down alive.

Quan Jinxiao was speechless for a while, he looked at her, pondered for a while, and his voice was hoarse and low, "I thought you would come back-"

"Impossible!!" Kwon Zhen covered all the dishes on the table.

He clearly grasped the taste of her and Xiao Tuanzi.

He has such a strange temper, he often laughs one second and changes his face the next!

Suddenly, the plate fell to the ground with a clatter.

The crisp sound of crumbling ceramics drilled into Kwon Jinxiao's ears in a chaotic mess.

The voice became harsh.

His face darkened in an instant.

His eyes were composed, his long eyelashes hiding the god-killing eyes.

"Let me tell you, Quan Jinxiao, my son and I had nothing to do with the Quan family four years ago! I'm doing well alone! I don't need your beggar-like care! ”

Quan Jinxiao's eyes did not move for half a minute.

Kwon Zhen'er's words were clear in his ears.

Every word, he understands the reason, but every word is so deep, like a knife in his heart.

"Today I will take my son away, and in the future our lives, you right family, it is best never to interfere! You scold me for not knowing whether it's good or bad, whether you know how to advance or retreat, I'll leave my words here today! ”

This is the first time Quan Zhen has spoken to Quan Jinxiao like this.

Every word used up all her strength.

She was trying to say goodbye to him, to a life of power and moderation.

"So what do you do?" Quan Jinxiao raised his eyes and stared at her.

"If you don't eat, you won't eat, if you don't live, if you don't come back, you won't come back, you say yes, whatever you say, what-" Quan Jinxiao's brows were not moved in the slightest, he looked at her, looking at her eyes suddenly flustered, the corners of his mouth were still the doting smile, indulging in her nonsense, indulging in her ignorance of the sky.