Although he had a premonition, when this absurd idea was confirmed, Mo Guihan couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that the nerves in his brain snapped somewhere, and the hand holding Mo Jianyuan was already trembling, and the tears stayed without warning, slowly and sharply across his face and flowing into his mouth, and it seemed to be bitter from his mouth to his heart.

Looking at Mo Guihan, who was crying unconsciously, Mo Jianyuan shook his head and slowly walked inside, "I knew today, why bother in the first place!" The setting sun dragged his figure into the distance with a long, slow man.

"Late, late."

Holding his head and squatting on the ground in pain, Mo Guihan hooked his lips weakly. Suddenly, he stood up from the ground, wiped the tears from his face indiscriminately, and then drove all the way to Song Luoluo's house.

Yes, he can't give up yet, he hasn't brought the last yet, even if he digs three feet into the ground, he will definitely find it back sooner or later, he wants to be with him, he wants to be with her for the rest of his life.

When he pried open the door, he was startled, and there was a huge clown portrait in Song Luoluo's room, which was written scattered with "Mo Guihan, this is what you owe late, good and evil will come at a time, not that the time has not come." Looking at the ink on it, it seemed that it hadn't been long since the person left, Mo Guihan's eyes flashed with pain when he looked at the painting, although he had long expected that Song Luoluo would not like him and would leave, but he had never seen her have such a big prejudice against herself.

Mo Guihan had never hated himself so much for a moment.

I always thought that there would be time to explain, I always thought that I would forgive myself sooner or later, I always thought about how a big man could be inferior to please women, and now that I am gone, I may not be able to find her in this life, thinking that Mo Guihan drove to Mo Xiunian's bar.

How much harm has she brought to Wanwan in the past three years, from before to now, she has been obediently waiting for herself in the villa, doing everything a wife can do, but she has hurt her again and again, pouring wine one by one, Mo Guihan was dizzy in his mind thinking about the bits and pieces between him and Su Wanqiu.

The memories are pitiful, and before I can get drunk, I go through them all in my head.

"Brother, I'll drink with you."

Mo Xiunian sighed lowly, and his slender wrist reached over to pick up a bottle of wine and pour it into his mouth. Mo Guihan didn't speak, until Mo Xiunian sat opposite him, there was a dead silence, just a strong drink, not saying a word.

When Mo Xiu began to talk nonsense and get drunk, he still maintained that posture, his dark eyes looked at Mo Xiunian who was pulled by others to rest in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Han Jiaren, who rushed here, glanced at him, and said in a low voice pleading, "Gui Han, don't be like this, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mo Guihan was still motionless, looking at the front vacantly, and suddenly spoke, "Do you say I'm too greedy, it's been three years, I've been enjoying love every night, and I'm with you in the name of love." I'm leaving tonight, and I may not find her in my life. ”

Han Jiaren's hand holding him stiffened slightly, it turned out that he drank like this today for Su Wanqiu......

"Mo Guihan, you were the one who promised me at the beginning, and now it is you who abandoned me and fell in love with someone else, yes, you are indeed greedy, Su Wanqiu is gone, everything will end if she leaves, you still have me without her."

Han Jiaren snatched the wine bottle from his hand and fell to the ground with a loud bang, Mo Guihan looked at the crazy Han Jiaren numbly, between him and her, he used to be so happy...... All of this is wrong......

Han Jiaren hooked her lips and slowly smashed the bottles of wine to the ground, until there was no wine to smash, she raised her smiling face, innocent and cute, which reminded Mo Guihan of her time in college.

"Gui Han, let's start again, you forget Su Wanqiu, let's get together again......"

Mo Guihan looked at Han Jiaren with empty eyes: "Beauty, we can't do it, even if it is the end of the earth, I will find it sooner and later,"

"Hahaha, Mo Guihan, I gave you the best years in my life, and the best three years of Su Wanqiu are also for you, how many three years can a girl spoil people, think about it yourself." The ninja burst into tears, took a deep look at Mo Guihan, who seemed to have lost his soul, and turned to leave.

Walking out of the venue bar has to go through a long corridor, both sides of the corridor are planted with lush greenery, the ground is covered with high-end dark carpets, the scenery is very charming, but every step she takes, Han Jiaren feels suffocated further, she doesn't know that it is so cruel not to love someone, and it is so quick to fall in love with someone.

The line of sight suddenly brightened, Han Jiaren subconsciously looked over, people were coming and going on the street, and the huge display screen was playing an advertisement for a certain actress, but at a glance, the people who used to wait for them by the car were gone.

I knew that you would fall in love with him at the beginning, and I wouldn't have come back. Han Jiaren sat in the car, her eyes were tired, as if she would lose her strength and fall down in the next second.

Mo Guihan, who had always remained awake, struggled to stand up, staggered out of the bar, and watched the people on the street move, while he was always alone. Took out the car keys and went back to the villa.

The clothes belonging to Su Wanqiu in the wardrobe are still hanging here and have not been taken away.

Mo Guihan finished taking a bath, hugged her clothes and pretended that she hadn't left him yet. Slowly opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Wanwan, is it okay for me to accompany you at home tonight, there is nothing in the company anymore, I miss you so much, I haven't slept with you for a long time."

A gust of night wind blew, and his broken hair was messy and stuck to his stiff cheeks, adding to a kind of desolation.

"The windows are not closed, do you feel cold at night? How about I close it late tonight! ”

Gently putting down Su Wanqiu's clothes, Mo Guihan walked to close the window with a gentle face. The cool breeze was blowing, and before he knew it, Mo Guihan touched his cool cheeks, which were already full of tears.

After holding it all day, Mo Guihan couldn't help but huddle in the corner of the balcony and cry, he finally knew why he was sitting here while crying and blowing the wind after getting drunk that night.

After all people's hopes are shattered, everything they see is gray, and the sorrow is greater than the death of the heart.

When Mo Guihan returned to the bed, he only felt weak, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"See if this stinky boy is dead?"

Mo Guihan, who had just regained consciousness, only had time to glance at Mo Jianyuan, who was standing beside the bed, and fell asleep again.

"Young master, I've taken the medicine." Aunt Wang looked at the depressed Mo Guihan with water, full of distress on her face.

Mechanically took the water from Aunt Wang's hand and poured it down in one go, put the cup on the bedside table without saying a word, and quietly looked at the wedding photos of himself and Su Wanqiu in front of him.

I only remember that I was unwilling at the time, and I was pressed and trained by the old man for two days before I took a stinky face to shoot.

Above Su Wanqiu smiled, and he reluctantly stood on the side and didn't care how the photographer at the time persuaded him, he posed by himself, and just took a not very harmonious photo, although he didn't cooperate at all, but the first night he got the photo still cherished and hung it in the bedroom.

Thinking about himself at the beginning, Mo Guihan wanted to kill him.

"Young master, you can't do it without eating! Even if you find the young grandmother at that time, what's the use of your body collapsing? Sister-in-law Wang interrupted his train of thought and looked at him with pity.

Looking at Sister-in-law Wang's face, the ravines were vertical and horizontal, Mo Guihan was embarrassed to refuse her kindness after all, took the meal, hurriedly took a few bites and put it down.

"Stinky boy, look at your breath, it's not like you won't come back soon." A crutch was pumped on Mo Guihan's body, and with a snap, he knew that he would not hesitate to hit it down as soon as he heard it.

Sister-in-law Wang gritted her back molars and watched the father and son retreat silently.

"Come back?" With a twinkle in his eyes, Mo Guihan got up from the bed and didn't look sick at all.

"I'll come back, but it's not necessarily when I'll come back." sighed, looked at Mo Guihan, who had retracted again, and snickered secretly.

"I want to know where Wanwan is, I want to go to her, I want to give him happiness." Looking directly into Mo Jianyuan's eyes, Mo Guihan said word by word.

"Wanwan was hurt too deeply by you, and I want her to come back and find it herself." Leaving a smug look, Mo Jianyuan walked away.

"Old man, I will definitely find Wanwan, you wait for me." Sitting on the bed with his head drooping, Mo Guihan thought wistfully where Wanwan would be.

I found the phone and called the secretary: "Do you now go and check if the old man has any unusual activities in the past few days?" Lying on the bed, Mo Guihan, who didn't want to move at all, had frost in his eyes, and his eyes were firmly thinking in his heart.

Sooner or later, no matter the ends of the earth, I will find it, love you, and then I will have a child, I will grow old together, and grow old together.

The green mountains are not old, and they are snow-white.

Mo Jianyuan returned to his old mansion and called the housekeeper who was far away.

"Sir."

"Is it okay to be late? That place still loves. Mo Jianyuan asked softly.

The old housekeeper never knew how the old man would speak gently, so he hid his surprised voice and replied seriously: "Miss Wanwan likes it very much, especially the roses in the courtyard and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom, and the old man's memory is very good." ”

"It's good to like it, it's good to like it! By the way, you remember to take good care of Wanwan, she started my daughter-in-law, and the belly is still my little grandson. "I told the housekeeper uneasily.

Half an hour later, Mo Jianyuan hung up the phone unsatisfied, thinking that in another eight months, he would be able to hug his little grandson and smile without seeing his eyes.