After tossing for a long time, Xia Xingchen was already asleep, she was huddled with the quilt, because she drank wine and cried, she slept very peacefully.

Mo Han made a reclining chair similar to a beach chair next to the door of the room, took a pillow and lay on it, and couldn't fall asleep after turning it over, so he could only do it and look at Xia Xingchen who was sleeping not far away. Just now, before she went to sleep, she looked at him and said, "Can you sleep in the room and stay with me?" Otherwise, I'm afraid of being alone. Mo Han knew that she was not actually afraid, but because she was uncomfortable.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his overcoat and pulled out one. He has actually quit smoking for a long time, but he always has cigarettes on his body, and now he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, took out a lighter and prepared to light it, and suddenly remembered that the smell of smoke might smoke Xia Xingchen, so he put the cigarette back again.

After a while, he heard the sound of someone opening the door and going up the stairs, he clenched his gun as if he was alert, but the person who came up surprised him, "Young master? ”

The person who came was cold, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were gray.

Mo Han got up and gently removed the chair, let Leng Yan enter the door, and said to him, "You stay here, I'll go down first." ”

Leng Yan stretched out his hand to stop him, lowered his voice and said, "No need, I'll take a look and leave." ”。 He lightened his steps, approached the white bed, and glanced at Xia Xingchen's sleeping face, then he walked out again, and said, "She drank a lot of wine tonight, I bought headache medicine downstairs, and I will give it to her when she wakes up tomorrow." I'm leaving. ”

Mo Han started to follow him and said, "I'll send you out." ”

"No, I don't. Don't leave her here alone, I'll go down by myself. ”

When he walked to the staircase, Leng Yan suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Mo Han, am I really wrong?" ”

"I told the young master at the beginning, I chose it, and I can't turn back. The young master still chose at that time, and now even if he is wrong, he can't turn back. ”

Leng Yan was silent for a long time before he spoke, "But if I didn't choose that way at that time, what else could I do, even if I was really wrong, then I would be wrong in the end." He raised his eyes to look at Mo Han, "Mo Han, you know what?" Since the scene you saw here that day, you have never called me Brother Leng again. I also know what you're for. Sometimes, I always wonder if she had fallen in love with you back then, and now the three of us... It wouldn't be so painful. "If Xia Xingchen liked Mo Han at the beginning, then he would be the only one who suffered, and it was better than now. With that, he chuckled self-deprecatingly and walked down the stairs.

Seeing the wound on his hand, which was picked by Xia Xingchen on the overpass, Mo Han still called out to him, "Young master, I'll help you deal with the wound on your hand." ”

He lowered his eyes coldly and said, "No need, it's better to keep it." Don't let her know I've been here, Mo Han, you know why I'm engaged to get married. There were some things that she knew as little as she could. Okay, I'm really gone. You take care of her. ”

Looking at Leng Yan's back as he walked down the stairs step by step, Mo Han thought that if the lives of the three of them were a gamble, the moment the three of them met, they were all doomed to lose and lose nothing.