Han Feng, who was driving the car, tilted his head slightly, looked at the beautiful little face of the woman in the rearview mirror, squinted his eyes and said, "No, but it has something to do with me." ”

Mu Xiyuan looked at him seriously: "What do you say?" ”

"Well, I just asked him to stay away from you, he took the initiative to transfer to another school, I don't believe you listen to it!" As he spoke, the man clicked on the recording of his phone.

Fu Xuan's familiar voice came from the mobile phone: "Han Shao, I came to you today to tell you that I am going to transfer to Haiyun College, please forgive me for my previous recklessness and give my company a way out." I know you love Mu Xiyuan very much, and I hope she has a good life, I wish you ......"

Listening to Fu Xuan's words of taking the initiative to let go, and wishing her and Han Feng happiness, she felt inexplicably moved!

Mu Xiyuan remembered the name of a song "There is a Love Called Letting Go", and couldn't help but feel a little red in her eyes, and her tears were very low.

The man's face was covered with dark clouds, thinking that Mu Xiyuan was unhappy because of Fu Zhuanxue.

The car was unusually quiet, and each other's breathing could be heard.

At this time, a stranger added her WeChat ID, and the note was "old friend". Friends? She doesn't seem to have many friends! She hesitated for a moment and clicked Add.

When he got out of the car, Han Feng didn't open the car door for Mu Xiyuan, but calmly faced and went straight up the stairs.

Stingy bag! Mu Xiyuan secretly glanced at his back and complained.

Mu Xiyuan followed upstairs, at the entrance of the living room, the man hugged her into his arms, looked at the tears in her eyes, and asked with a serious face: "Why are you crying?" ”

"No, I just think Fu Xuan is a little pitiful." Mu Xiyuan didn't have time to think about it before he said it.

In the next second, the light in the man's eyes dissipated, the haze was thick, and a wave of cold air swept over the sky.

The hand holding her waist drooped directly, as if she had given up in despair, and Mu Xiyuan's heart shook fiercely.

She reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and then hugged him from behind like an octopus: "Han Shao, I said the wrong thing, it's not that he is pitiful, it's you who is pitiful." ”

Han Feng: "? ”

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he felt that he was indeed a little pitiful, he loved her so much, and she shed tears for other men!

Han Feng raised his feet and walked to the sofa, and Mu Xiyuan stuck to his body like transparent glue.

After taking two steps, Mu Xiyuan's hand loosened and almost fell off, Han Feng hurriedly reached out to support her hips.

Courageous, she put her hand on his shoulder and rubbed her head against his back.

The man only felt a crispy numb feeling coming, and the resentment in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. He gently placed her on the couch, his eyes full of tenderness.

The big devil lost his temper silently, and under the friction of Mu Xiyuan, every time it ended in surrender, as long as she rubbed his body with her head, he surrendered!

"Don't talk so much to men in the future, except for me!" The man lifted her chin, domineering.

She suddenly remembered what Yang Na had just said, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Han Feng and said, "Han Xiu's seat is behind me, I don't really want to talk to him, he also helped me today, so I just said thank you." ”

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he said casually: "Han Xiu will get married next week." ”

Mu Xiyuan blinked: "Got married so early, didn't you just read your freshman year?" ”

When the man heard this, the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of stubbornness: "Then when do you want to get married?" ”