Bai Zhufeng touched the label behind the collar and looked at the clear Juanxiu font on it: Xia, a heart is drawn on the back. It was the dress she bought for him, because it was very popular in England at the time, but it was expensive, and she worked for a long time, and it took two months to save money to buy it, and gave it to him on his 25th birthday, with a mark on the label with his name on it.

Her heart throbbed, like a boulder pressing her breathless...... She didn't know how this coat was on Xia Yurong's body, but she knew that Murong Zhuoxia must have been in close contact with her......

But what about reunions? After all, what is gone is gone...... No matter how good and beautiful the past is, she can't go back.

relieved her painful mood and got up to leave, Mo Heting taught her: Don't let the love of children occupy two-thirds of your brain, otherwise it will make you dizzy and make you make a lot of wrong decisions.

When I got up, something fell out of my pocket, a very rustic little box, similar to a ring box.

When she opened it, her face suddenly turned pale and pale!

A delicate and transparent ring, the ring is very atmospheric, relatively wide, with a piece of emerald green bamboo leaves flowing in the center, and both sides are made of transparent and bright jadeite.

The tears broke like this, and there was a cocoon in my heart that was suddenly peeled off, and each layer of peeling was more painful.

"Zhufeng, when the time comes, I will definitely propose to you with a ring that is unique in the world, and you must agree."

"Shall I say yes?"

"That's not going to work. If you don't agree, I'll do it for you now, and let you ...... Hehe...... "He smiled and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck, his hands slowly rising from the hem of his clothes......

"Hahaha...... You're forcing you to be a prostitute, oh no, I'm not a prostitute...... You let me go...... I promise you, your hands will not move! ”

"Okay, good, don't move." His burning kiss was on her neck, and she felt the gasp between his noses, but she didn't let it go any further. Instead, he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket with a sketch of the ring drawn on it.

One look, just one glance amazed her. The combination of emerald green and transparency, the smooth outline of the lines, is full of his dedication, and full of her.

But in the end, she still didn't see the ring, she couldn't be proposed, she had been brought back by the Mo family, and she had become the bride of Mo Jingshu......

The memories are so painful that every knife is engraved into the heart......

"Hey, Bai Zhufeng! You squatted on ......" Xia Yurong ran sweating profusely and finally found her. As soon as he got closer, he found that the woman was crying, and he was stunned for a moment, still holding his coat in his arms, holding it so tightly.

Bai Zhufeng clenched the ring, cried with rain, looked at the handsome face of the person in front of him, suddenly clamped his wrist, and asked sobly: "Why did Mo Jingshu marry me, why, why do you want to ...... after marrying me" She didn't know what she should say, and the last few words were drowned in her lips......

Xia Yurong looked at her black and white eyes, tears rolled in, and she was stunned.

After a long while, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged her......

"Stupid woman, don't you know this is the airport? What are you crying about, what is there to cry about, there is this young master here, see which turtle grandson dares to bully you. ”