Chu Weiwei kept her head down and couldn't see her expression clearly, only to hear her voice say in a low voice, "I know." ”

The dim yellow street lamps in the community sparsely sprinkled down, and in the shadow of the light, her long curly hair hung down on both sides, revealing only a pointed chin, and her skin was fair and tender.

Mo Jiyan suddenly remembered that in the past, when she was still a little meaty, she always shouted to lose weight, and her heart suddenly stabbed with pain.

Thinking of what Yi Beihan said, the picture of her desperate suicide was depicted in his mind, and he was stabbed a few times in his heart again, he said in a low voice: "There are many things that you probably don't think you need me, but I don't want to be absent from your and Xiaoyue's lives, if I can, I don't want to think for a moment." Today...... I did a bad job, but I'm glad it was the happiest day since we separated. ”

After he said this in one breath, he was afraid that she would dislike it, and he was afraid that she would mend the knife, so he hurriedly added: "Rest early." ”

Chu glanced up at him slightly, pursed his lips, and said a faint 'um'.

Mo Jiyan was particularly disappointed, and just turned around and was about to leave, when she heard her behind her say slowly: "Mo Jiyan, take care of your injuries, and we will go to the hospital together for a review in a few days." ”

He froze there, his heart pounding.

She cared about him! Take the initiative to care about him!! He also said that he would accompany him to the review!!

He turned his head almost ecstatically, and saw her waving softly in the night, and saying goodnight to him before leaving.

Mo Jiyan jumped downstairs in a row, and when he pressed the elevator, his fingers trembled.

Back in the car, his heart was still tumbling.

He regretted it a little, he should have held her down and kissed her while the iron was hot.

For a moment, Mo Jiyan only felt as if he had found the warm feelings of a hairy boy when he first fell in love with Chu Weiwei.

Can there be anything better in life than to recover from loss?

Is there one? Of course not!

"I'm home, you get off early."

Chu Weiwei went home to take a shower, and when he was just about to go to bed, he received a text message from Mo Jiyan.

A few words, suddenly disturbed her sleeplessness.

After looking at the phone for a long time, he replied, "Hmm." ”

"Today...... We're reconciled, aren't we? I thought you wouldn't care about my life or death anymore, but seeing your tears today makes me heartbroken, but I'm also very happy. ”

"You're Satsuki's father, how could I not care about you."

"Weiwei, we are no longer young, we don't want to be reckless anymore, I love you, time has passed, although I have become no longer the original me, but the only thing that has not changed is that I love you whenever I am. If you don't like the past, then we won't mention it again. ”

"Why not mention it? Am I going to let go of my bloody past, keep quarreling, be hurt by you again, and divorce again? ”

"Isn't I trying to make you forget the past and enjoy happiness again?" He humorously.

This man doesn't seem to text very much, the only few times he texts are with her, how can he have that kind of patience with others? Why waste so much time on things that can be told in a few minutes in a dozen seconds?

Just by closing his eyes, he can think of the appearance of him writing text messages word by word.

Chu Wei held the mobile phone and sat in the quilt, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and he spelled word by word with the same seriousness, and deleted it when he felt that it was inappropriate, and deleted it several times before editing a paragraph.

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