Seeing Mo Jiyan's scrutiny, Yi Beihan raised his eyebrows and pursed his thin lips.

"You should have realized that by now, right?"

Mo Jiyan pulled the corners of his lips unnaturally, and sighed coldly, "It's just a woman who doesn't know what to do." ”

Yi Beihan glanced at him, "I don't know who you kid is?" If you really think so, you can say such things in front of Chu Weiwei. ”

There was no defense under the ink halberd rock core, and the words 'Chu Weiwei' were suddenly mentioned, and there was a throbbing pain in my heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Yi Beihan slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and took two heavy puffs, "If you don't care, only you know it in your heart, I advise you to catch it as soon as you can, so as not to regret it when you get it." ”

Mo Jiyan's sinking face became more and more gloomy, and the depth of the pool was like a torrent rushing in, "Han, do you regret it?" ”

Yi Beihan suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, looked down at the flickering cigarette butt, and suddenly reached out directly, and his thumb and index finger directly pressed the sparkling cigarette butt until it was extinguished.

His lips quivered, and he picked up a glass of wine in one hand and took a sip of it vigorously.

The whole hand was shaking.

Yi Beihan clenched the goblet in his hand tightly, and there was a creaking friction sound between his fingers, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the water droplets of the business had overflowed his eyes.

Mo Jiyan knew that the pain in his heart was mentioned, and he knew that it was obviously nonsense to ask this sentence.

If he doesn't regret it, in the past four years, he doesn't have to torture the people he has tortured.

However, it was a long time.

Yi Beihan suddenly sneered, and a deep pain gathered in his eyes.

He seemed to be reminiscing, and he seemed to be brewing, a low and deep sentence.

"I regret it, I regret dying ......"

………………

At six o'clock in the morning, the two dispersed.

Yi Beihan slid into the black car and glanced at the obviously drunk Mo Jiyan, "Let's go?" ”

Mo Jiyan shook his head, "I still have something to do." ”

Yi Beihan smiled without saying a word, and started the engine.

After Yi Beihan left, Mo Jiyan rubbed his heavy forehead, his sword eyebrows frowned, and his black eyes squinted at the sky that was still only slightly polished by me.

At this time, it is already November weather, and City A is already cold and rainy.

But the gusts of cold wind couldn't blow away the drunkenness in his heart.

I stopped a taxi.

At this time, the taxi driver had just changed shifts, and half of his mind was in a deep dream, and he didn't notice who was getting into the car, so he yawned, "Sir, where are you going?" ”

Mo Jiyan frowned and thought for a moment before replying.

"Go to A University."

A big is where he and Chu Weiwei met, and it is also where he and Chu Weiwei began.

Here, he met Chu Weiwei and took away her first kiss.

In the past few months, every time he was lonely and had nowhere to send, he would always come here for a walk.

Half an hour later, at the gate of A.

It's getting dark.

It wasn't until Mo Jiyan got out of the car that the taxi driver realized who he was carrying.

So he hurriedly followed and got out of the car, "Mr. Mo, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Seeing Mo Jiyan reaching out to his pocket, how dare the taxi driver ask for Mo Jiyan's money, he immediately nodded and bowed to Mo Jiyan, "Mr. Mo, please, please." ”

Mo Jiyan felt in his pocket and found that there was a piece of cash.

He took it out directly and stuffed it into the taxi driver's hand, "No need to look for it." ”

The taxi driver was flattered, "Mr. Mo, you go slowly!" ”

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