"I'll tell you." Seeing that Chu Jiangmo chose to be silent, Mo Lanyan suddenly had a bold guess in his heart, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Moran Ember suppressed the nervousness and excitement in his heart, and tried his best to ask in a calm tone, "Is Fang Luchen's mental illness pretended?" ”

"No, don't guess." Chu Jiangmo finally raised his head, looked at Mo Lanyan who was in a somewhat abnormal mood with a serious expression, and the hand holding the handle of the fruit knife clenched slightly, "Actually, Fang Luchen likes me, but I rejected it." ”

"She thought I still liked you."

Moran was stunned, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, and he smiled reluctantly, "I thought her mental illness history was disguised." ”

Chu Jiangmo smiled faintly and did not speak. It's just that Moran's disappointed look just now pierced his heart deeply.

Moran Ash, you are really still that Moran Ash, and you will never care about Chu Jiangmo's Moran Ash.

"In the future, I will stay away from you." Chu Jiangmo cut the apple in half, and then placed it on the plastic bag that had been prepared in the fruit basket.

"Why?" Only then did Mo Lan Ember come back to his senses and looked at Chu Jiangmo dumbly.

"Fang Luchen attacked you because of me, I'm sorry." Chu Jiangmo put down the fruit knife, his slender fingers crossed each other, and his gaze at Mo Lanyan was soft.

"That's her business, it's none of your business." Moran Ember shook his head, "You're my friend. ”

General Chu smiled lightly, but did not answer Moran Ash's words, but got up and said, "I'll go first, let's have a good rest." I'll come back to see you tomorrow. ”

Mo Lanyan nodded, and did not open his mouth to leave Chu Jiangmo.

Seeing this, Chu Jiang silently didn't say anything, nodded, turned around and left.

At this time, Fang Yabo also walked into the ward, his eyes met the light of Chu Jiangmo's eyes.

Although Fang Yabo's face was expressionless, the light in his eyes was a little sharper.

And Chu Jiangmo just nodded lightly and walked out calmly.

"Why is he here?" Fang Yabo has always disliked Chu Jiangmo, after all, as long as he is a man, he doesn't like other men to be too familiar with his wife, especially a man who loves his wife deeply.

"He's my friend, can't he come and see me?" Moran Ember was a little annoyed when he heard Fang Yabo's words, and his tone became sharp.

"Not really." Fang Yabo knew that his words just now might sound a little ambiguous, which made Mo Lanyan misunderstand, so he didn't mention Chu Jiangmo's matter again.

It's just that his eyes saw the bouquet of pink carnations on the counter, his eyes sank, and he silently put the bouquet of pink carnations he had just bought on the cabinet, and pressed the bouquet of pink on the back.

Mo Lanyan's eyes followed Fang Yabo's movements, and he glanced at the delicate bouquet of peach-colored carnations that Fang Yabo had just bought in his hand, and his eyes were full of brilliance, and the look on his face gradually eased.

"You still like to buy pink carnations." Moran Ember looked at the peach-colored carnations on the counter and was slightly distracted. She still remembers that when Fang Yabo proposed to her, he held a bouquet of peach-colored carnations.

He also said that the flower language of the pink carnation is passionate love, and that giving this bouquet of carnations is also a symbol of his love for himself, no matter how long it has passed.

Thinking of this, Moran Ash's eyes were much softer.

"Because you like it, don't you?" Fang Yabo saw that Mo Lanyan was in a much happier mood, and the corners of his mouth also rose upward.

And Fang Yabo's words seemed to touch the sore spot of Moran Ember, and the smile on Moran Ember's face suddenly froze, and then disappeared.