Thinking of this, Mo Jiyan clenched his fists, and the bottom of his eyes gradually dyed a thick and terrifying look.

Moments later, a bus stopped.

Chu smiled slightly at the man behind him and stepped on the bus.

At the moment when the bus door closed, the man hurriedly stuffed the umbrella in his hand into Chu Weiwei's hand, and there was a gentle smile on his gentle face.

Looking at all this, for the first time, Mo Jiyan felt that he was powerless.

For the first time, he tasted discouragement.

He has been galloping in love for so many years, and this time, he was really defeated in the hands of Chu Weiwei.

It is often said that to truly love someone is to be happy with the happiness of the other person.

But Mo Jiyan can't do it, he can't watch you be so happy with others.

I can give you happiness too, but why wouldn't?

Maybe they were wrong in the first place, he thought.

From the beginning, Chu Weiwei liked Chu Lingfeng, and Tang Wenli was the same man as him.

Gentle and handsome, courteous, and gentlemanly.

But he will never be able to become such a person, and besides, is it still useful?

All her gentle, smiling faces, have been given to others.

But this time, Mo Jiyan didn't want to fight, he didn't want to rob it.

If her heart has already been given to someone else, what is the use of him forcing her to come back?

Guarding a heartless walking corpse all day long, is that really what he wants?

Mo Jiyan's eyes were misty, and his vision was blurred.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, letting the cold raindrops fall on his face and the fog in his eyes was brushed away.

When the last rays of sunshine in his life have dimmed, what choice does he have?

………………

At noon, it was Mo's father who called.

"Rock, you should know your mother's mind, she is for your good, if you are ......"

"Dad, I know."

Mo Jiyan took a breath, he had just arrived at the Genting Villa at this moment, "You let my mother watch it, I don't care." ”

"Iwa, is something wrong with you?"

Agreeing so happily is not like his son.

"Dad, I just figured it out, I understand my mother's hard work."

Hearing the busy sound of 'beep' in the microphone, Father Mo hung up the phone and raised his eyes to look at his wife.

"It's unbelievable that Yan actually agreed to get married."

"Iwa, did he really agree? You didn't lie to me, did you? No, I'll have to call him again to confirm. ”

"Just stop, I don't have to lie to you. But don't you think your son agreed so easily, could something have happened? ”

Mo Mu glared at him angrily, "I don't know you yet?" You've had enough of romance when you're young, and now you want your son to be like you? ”

When Mo's father was young, he was also a well-known merry and talented man in City A, and before he met Mo Jiyan's mother, he was also merciful everywhere.

Over the years, Mo Mu's heart has been unbalanced, and she has always found fault with him about this matter.

Hearing this, Father Mo immediately put on a smiling face, poured a cup of tea and handed it to his wife with both hands, "Mrs. Mo, don't be angry, isn't it good for me to compensate you?" ”

"You old man!"

Mo Mu smiled sneeringly, "Your son's romance is inherited by you!" ”

"Yes, yes, it's my fault......"

………………

The wedding date is set for half a month later.

Chu Weiwei never expected that this news would be told to her by Mo Jiyan himself.

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