After walking strictly, Su Xiaomi dared to get up from the ground.

She glared at Mo Beixiao angrily, "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

Deliberately moved the wheelchair back, deliberately argued with her, and deliberately made her lose face in front of strictness!

Mo Beixiao shrugged, "Whatever you want." ”

After saying that, he picked up the post-it notes again and read them, "You did a good job today, come on!" ”

"What an idiot."

While tasting the review with disgust, he flipped to the back and read it with relish, "I met him again at the corner of the school today, and he took the initiative to greet me, saying that I was so cute......"

After reading this, the light in Mo Beixiao's eyes gradually cooled.

He knew that the "he" written by Su Xiaomi was Mo Bai.

He frowned and flipped through the back notes.

"I know his name today, it's Mo Bai, and his people are as likable as his name."

"Today, my article was published in a magazine, and he was the first to find me with a magazine, saying that I am very talented, and even if I am not a big writer in the future, I will be a good editor."

"He said, when I turn eighteen, we'll be together."

"He's a child of a rich family, I'm so inferior......"

On the back of those post-it notes, stroke by stroke, all the bits and pieces written were from the past of Su Xiaomi and Mobai.

Mo Beixiao held the hands of those post-it notes and squeezed them tightly.

The air in the room was extremely cold again.

Su Xiaomi's face was also a little unbearable, and she stretched out her hand to him, "Give it to me." ”

Mo Beixiao was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at her, his eyes were dangerous and indifferent, "Do you want to take these back, do you want to keep them to continue to remember the watery years between you and Mo Bai?" ”

"You don't have the right to care what my purpose is."

Su Xiaomi took a deep breath, "These are all mine, you just need to give them back to me." ”

She doesn't like other people to touch her things, and she doesn't like Mo Beixiao to move the things she wrote down and Mo Bai's memories.

It's not because I cherish Mo Bai, but I don't want my past to be exposed in front of Mo Beixiao.

If she really couldn't let go of Mo Bai, she wouldn't have let these things hang on the walls of the countryside in the first place.

The care in the eyes of the woman, Mo Beixiao saw it all.

He sneered and pulled one of them out.

"Today, my article was published in a magazine, and he was the first to find me with a magazine, saying that I am very talented, and even if I am not a big writer in the future, I will be a good editor."

He grimaced as he read the words on the post-it note.

"Su Xiaomi, I didn't expect you to be such a long-term person."

"Even if you marry me, you have to follow Mo Bai's opinion and become a magazine editor."

Thinking of her kneeling down for him in order not to lose this job, sullen, and all kinds of behaviors, Mo Beixiao felt that he was a fool.

Everything she did was just for Mo Bai's original words.

And he, like a fool, thought that this was her hobby, her ideal, and her heart's needs.

He even asked Xu Shaonan to buy a magazine to fulfill her dream.

But now, the words on this post-it note in the palm of his hand clearly say that he is a joke.

"I'm not here for Mobai."

Su Xiaomi took a deep breath, she didn't really want to hear Mo Bai's name, "My editing has nothing to do with him." ”

"You think I'm an idiot!?"

The man was so angry that he tore all the post-it notes in his hand into pieces and threw them in the air.

Su Xiaomi was stunned and watched those shredded pieces of paper fly in the air, not knowing how to explain.

In the next second, her whole body was pulled by the man in the wheelchair.

He clasped her in his arms and gnawed on her pink lips, "Su Xiaomi, you are mine." ”

"If you dare to betray me, I will let you live in bed rather than die!"