"Yuanzhi, are you alright?" Seeing Ji Yuanzhi's emotional collapse, he stepped forward to ask uneasily.

Ji Yuanzhi looked up at her blankly.

The words were sudden, and the man who had always been gentle and tolerant was deeply buried with water on his face, and he ...... I actually cried.

She was suddenly at a loss, but she didn't expect to be pounced on by Ji Yuanzhi, and she was hugged by him in an instant.

"Luoluo, I'm sorry, my mom really didn't mean it. Luoluo, I really miss you, I love you......"

The words froze there for a moment.

It's not that she doesn't know that she is a stand-in, but Ji Yuanzhi has always been gentle and considerate before, and she has never indulged her emotions exposed, and she only knows that her eyes are very similar to that Luoluo.

But now, she really felt the pathetic existence of herself as a stand-in.

Even though there is no love between her and Ji Yuanzhi, she has never thought of taking Ji Yuanzhi as anyone's stand-in, she just wants to find a simple and stable life in this noisy world.

She looks at Ji Yuanzhi, it is Ji Yuanzhi; And Ji Yuanzhi looks at her, maybe she is always down.

And what embarrassed her even more was that she had just said to Mu Beiting that she was happy to get engaged, but so quickly, Mu Beiting broke the fact that she was just a stand-in on the spot.

"Let her go."

Mu Beiting looked at the man who was holding on to his words, frowned, and directly dragged her over, "Ji Yuanzhi, what nerves do you have?" She is a word, not a fall. ”

What about words? I'd rather she just fall, no, she's really my fall. ”

Ji Yuanyi changed his former gentleness, and the whole person became paranoid, he stared sideways at his words, and asked again and again: "Luoluo, you love me, right?" With such a lofty and arrogant character, how could you like a person like Mu Beiting, right? I know you're Luoluo, you're just amnesiac now, forgetting our past agreement, right? ”

Ji Yuanzhi completely denied her like this.

This rightful discourse shattered the last self-esteem of the rhetoric.

Mu Beiting had been quietly standing behind Yan Yu and watching, but his clenched fists showed his distress.

"Why don't you speak? You believe me, you are really down, and I will never admit my mistake. Unable to get the acknowledgment in words, Ji Yuanzhi questioned her irritable and angry.

Words had already burst into tears, and she covered her mouth and choked up and asked, "If I become a fall, what should I do with words?" ”

"You...... Don't believe me? How so? Luoluo will believe me no matter what. ”

The irritable mood dissipated in an instant, and Ji Yuanzhi suddenly became extremely depressed, and he glanced at his words in disappointment and then left resolutely.

Speech sat in the corner, clutching his knees and whimpering.

She didn't understand, everything was originally fine, why did everything change all of a sudden? Is she destined to be a tragedy as long as she falls in love.

"In front of Ji Yuanzhi, you can only be a fall. But in front of me, you are only words. Mu Beiting's voice came from above his head, and his tone was firm, "Ah Ci, come back to me." ”

"And then? Let you dump again? She smiled self-deprecatingly and said with great certainty, "Even if I don't get married in this life, I won't waste another second of my time on you." ”

After a moment of silence, his deep, deep voice rang out again.

"What if we get married?" She heard him say, "The kind that never gets divorced." ”