"You ......" Mo Yihan wanted to speak and stopped.

Xia Mohan immediately took a step back, bowed slightly, and owed: "Brother Yi, thank you for taking care of me during this time." My heart belongs to something else, so whether it is now or in the future, I can't respond to Brother Yi's kindness to me. I hope that from now on, Brother Yi will not waste time on me again. ”

"What does Xiao Mo mean by this?" Mo Yihan only felt that his heart went from a faint pain to a knife, just for a moment, it made him difficult to breathe.

"Brother Yi is a person who understands, and he should understand." Xia Mohan frowned slightly, and her palms were inexplicably full of cold sweat.

Mo Yi smiled coldly and said indifferently: "Xiao Mo thinks too much, so it's better to go to bed early." ”

After speaking, Mo Yihan turned around and left.

Xia Mohan was silent, maybe she really thought too much.

Little did she know that he had actually left with heartache.

Actually, seriously.

Although, during this time, they got along together, but she really didn't have any love for him.

Xia Mohan then cleaned up the music room, picked up the blind cane, and went to his room.

When Ye Huasheng came back from outside, he found that the light in the tasting room on the first floor was on, so he walked over curiously.

"Who is drinking alone here?" Ye Huasheng entered the door and said jokingly, after looking closely, he saw that next to the floor-to-ceiling window, Mo Yihan was sitting on the ground, holding brandy in his hand, looking at the night sky outside the window.

Mo Yihan knew that it was Ye Huasheng, but he was still sitting there, completely pretending that Ye Huasheng did not exist.

Ye Huasheng walked up to Mo Yihan, snatched the wine bottle from his hand, and then said, "It's so late, and it's hurting your body to drink." Besides, there are no stars or moon tonight, and you are sitting here to drink away your sorrows! It's not like your style at all. ”

"Xiao Mo's eyes, when will they be good." Mo Yihan asked lightly.

Ye Huasheng smiled knowingly: "Look at my mood!" ”

"Let Xiaomo recover sooner." Mo Yihan raised his hand and snatched back his wine bottle from Ye Huasheng's hand.

Ye Huasheng heard a little tired, and couldn't help but smile: "You want to tell me, are you going to give up?" ”

"She doesn't love me." Mo Yihan frowned bitterly.

Ye Huasheng then sat down beside him, snatched the wine bottle from Mo Yihan's hand again, raised his head and took a sip, and said, "The woman I love also doesn't love me." So, I buried her in my heart. ”

"Haven't you pursued her?" Mo Yihan asked casually.

Ye Huasheng smiled bitterly: "I pursued, but she refused." ”

"And then?" Mo Yihan then asked.

Ye Huasheng smiled: "Later! Later she married the man she loved, had two children, and I was still single. ”

Mo Yihan took back his wine bottle, took a sip, and replied, "I'm not you!" I won't let Xiao Mo leave me again! Even, she doesn't love me. ”

"I've got your back! Okay, I'm not going to accompany you. I'm going to sleep! Ye Huasheng said, patted Mo Yihan on the shoulder, stood up and turned to leave.

After Mo Yihan drank the wine in the bottle, Steward Sun walked in with a bowl of decanting soup.

"Boss, I deliberately asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of decanting soup to drink while it was hot." Steward Sun handed the bowl in his hand to Mo Yihan.

Mo Yihan took the bowl as usual and drank it all.