There was no way, Ji Xia had to take the initiative to call Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo answered her phone and asked her what was the matter.

Ji Xia hurriedly said, "Aunt Mo, didn't you say that you would make the decision to let me marry Mo Chengyu, can he agree?"

Except for Mocheng Yu, there is probably no man who will make her so persistent.

In the past, she especially spit on the kind of woman who was humble to the bone, but now that it was her turn, she found that she would also become humble for (love).

She is always looking for a reason, even if it is just a small reason, and she has to use it to convince herself to stay, to stay by the side of Mocheng Yu (身shēn).

"Xia Xia," Mrs. Mo spoke, but her voice seemed to be very melancholy.

Ji Xia had a bad premonition in her heart, she was afraid, afraid that the only lady who could help her stand on her own preparation would not have any way.

"Auntie still respects Chengyu's decision in this matter, and Auntie also hopes that you can be my daughter-in-law, but Chengyu him"

Ji Xia was stunned and sluggish.

After a long moment, he blinked, "So Aunt Mo, you can't help it, right?"

"Xia Xia is sorry, Aunt Mo is really sorry for you."

"No, Aunt Mo, don't say that, you haven't been sorry for me, this kind of thing (情qg) is not your responsibility."

"Xia Xia, either you can leave the city palace and live a good life, he really doesn't want to marry you."

Although what Mrs. Mo said was the truth, hearing such words, Ji Xia still couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart.

She tried her best to control her (love qg) thoughts, and seemed to calmly reply, "Okay, I know Aunt Mo." ”

It's been two days, and as Mo Chengyu said, he really didn't drive himself away.

It's just that the two of them are like strangers, they don't even say hello, and they don't dare to look at each other when they see them.

Despite this, Ji Xia still pays attention to him every day.

She knew that he was coming home later and later, and that he had always come back before half-past five, but now it would sometimes be six, seven, or eight

It will even be back at nine o'clock.

From the beginning, Ji Xia would wait, wanting to wait for him to come back and have a meal together.

But slowly disappointed many times, he didn't have a fixed number, and she slowly stopped looking forward to it.

She probably really just wanted a reason to live here, and if one day, another woman appeared next to him, she might really die.

That night, Ji Xia waited for a long time.

From six to seven, from seven to eight, from eight to nine, and now it's ten o'clock, she had been standing on the balcony all night, but she still didn't hear the car coming in.

Mocheng Yu, he hasn't come back yet.

Ji Xia raised his lips and smiled bitterly, and was about to turn (身shēn) back to the room, but suddenly heard the sound of a car starting.

From the balcony of the second bedroom, you can see the front yard, so Ji Xia can see Mo Chengyu's car driving in through the gate.

At that moment, she was almost excited in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and run out.

But she couldn't help it.

The car drove into the garage and there was no sound.

Ji Xia waited on the balcony for a while, clenched his fists, and walked to the door.

She gently pulled the door open, leaving a gap.

In this way, she can hear the movement outside, I don't know when, she wants to meet Mo Chengyu, but she can only sneak like this.

Ji Xia leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

Soon, she heard a sound of footsteps walking up, but this step was a little unsteady, not like Mocheng Yu's usual walking.

Did he drink?

This idea first popped into Ji Xia's head.

But think about it, does the Mocheng Imperial Drink?

I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him drink.

If he really got drunk, then what does it prove

It proves that he is drinking to kill his sorrows, maybe he will not care about himself

Ji Xia widened the crack in the door and poked his head out.

The footsteps approached, the lights lit up in the hallway, and soon, she saw the shadow of Mocheng Yu (身shēn) appear.

Pay close attention to his appearance, it seems that he is not drunk, he walks a little vainly, and then look at his face, a little pale.

It's not like you're drunk, it's more like something uncomfortable.

Without thinking about it, Ji Xia opened the door and walked out.

"What's wrong with you," she asked, as she walked over to him.

Probably didn't expect her to appear suddenly, and Mo Chengyu was very surprised.

He stopped and asked, "You haven't slept yet"

Ji Xia could hear that his voice was a little different from usual, and he was much weaker.

"Are you uncomfortable, what's wrong" Looking at his pale face, Ji Xia was a little worried.

"It's fine." Mo Chengyu didn't stop, and walked directly to the bedroom door.

He passed by Ji Xia and didn't look at her more.

At this time, he really didn't seem to have anything to do, his walking pace was very steady and powerful, and his tall (body shēn) shape was also very (quite tg) pulling, but the indifference revealed in his back made Ji Xia dare not step forward again.

It wasn't until he opened the bedroom door that Ji Xia reacted and hurriedly followed, "Mo Chengyu, your face is very pale, no matter what the reason, you still have to ask the doctor to show you." ”

Hearing her words, Mo Chengyu paused, and then walked into the bedroom.

Ji Xia thought that he would not answer himself again, but before closing the door, he said, "I know very well if I have anything to do, go to bed early." ”

With that, he closed the door.

Ji Xia stared at the closed door, raised his hand, wanted to knock down, and finally took it back.

But she didn't leave so quickly, but stood in the doorway for a long time.

The entire second floor was so quiet that it could be heard as if a needle had dropped on the ground.

Ji Xia suddenly shivered, got goosebumps, rubbed her arms, and went back to the second bedroom.

In the master bedroom.

The man leaned against the door with a painful expression, the soundproofing effect of the room was excellent, as long as the sound outside was not too loud, it would not be heard.

But even so, he still wanted to hear if the people outside the door had already returned.

After holding on for a while, he finally couldn't stand anymore, and the man fell to the ground.

It hurts, and it's the familiar pain again

The illness (emotional qg) begins to attack again, which is not a good omen.

Hun (body shēn) was cold, and Mo Chengyu held himself with both hands and wanted to warm himself, but his whole body was cold, and he couldn't feel a trace of warmth at all.

Gradually, he lost consciousness and gently closed his eyes.

Ji Xia didn't sleep much this night, and she always felt that Mo Chengyu should have been uncomfortable last night.

But she didn't dare to disturb him herself, so she could only get up early in the morning to find Zhang's mother.

Hearing her say that she saw the eldest young master come back with a pale face last night, Zhang's mother hurried upstairs to knock on the door without delay.

"Young Master, are you awake?"