"I don't care, I hope you take the initiative to break up with Brother Song, and don't let me make trouble in front of Mother Song."

Li Qi had to break up with Song Nanqiao, and her gaze at Zhihua was not good.

Zhihua: "I don't. ”

"I don't hit women, or I might beat you up right now."

The girl he liked was said like this, Chen Mo must have been impatient, he frowned.

"Chen Mo, you go back first, I'll talk to her."

Zhihua shook her head at Chen Mo and said, her eyebrows were full of soft light.

It's about her.

“…… Good. ”

Chen Mo was silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

He stood up and walked out, his back revealing a little loneliness.

He knew that Zhihua was really getting farther and farther away from her, and there was a gap between them.

Why did he never dare to confess his thoughts to Zhihua for so many years?

It was because he was afraid that there would be such a day, and he was afraid that Zhihua would alienate him, but this day still came.

"Chen Mo."

Across the road, Lin Yunsha greeted Chen Mo with a smile.

Today, she was still exquisite, she smiled at Chen Mo and waved her hand.

Chen Mo smiled back.

"What's wrong? Get up on the wrong side of the bed? ”

Lin Yunsha crossed the road and walked in front of Chen Mo, her voice was very delicate, and she had a sense of déjà vu of a royal sister.

"It's fine."

Chen Mo shook his head.

He knows Lin Yunsha and knows his roommate, and it is the kind of relationship that can say hello, which is not very good.

"Because of the painting thing, right?"

Lin Yunsha pulled the shoulder strap of the shoulder bag up, with a faint smile on her lips.

Chen Mo was silent and did not speak.

"You're really the same as your name, you're pretty silent."

Lin Yunsha chuckled.

Some people are really two-sided.

For example, Chen Mo.

He is sunny and handsome and loves to smile in front of the picture, although he is also sunny in front of others, but he is more or less lacking some soul.

"For painting, maybe it's a little bit."

Chen Mo lowered his eyes, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and the smile on his lips was faintly bitter.

Maybe it's really silence.

I like to know paintings, but I can't say it, and I don't dare to say it.

"But you don't even dare to be brave once."

"Chen Mo, have you ever thought that if you don't meet Song Nanqiao when you paint, it is possible for you to do so?"

Lin Yunsha looked at Chen Mo, she said suddenly, and then moved her gaze to the main road.

The road is full of cars.

Chen Mo still didn't speak, and stood in place all the time.

"We're not going to have a chance."

After a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence.

"Do you say that it is possible that before you meet your own heart, you will agree to you because you are Chen Mo and her childhood sweetheart?"

Lin Yunsha smiled slightly, she analyzed it slowly, and her tone was unhurried.

She may not be able to directly guess Zhihua's thoughts, but she is sure that before Zhihua meets Song Nanqiao, Chen Mo has a 50% chance.

After meeting Song Nanqiao, his heart was full of Song Nanqiao, and Chen Mo's chance could only be 0 percent.

"It's possible, but she's not going to be happy."

Chen Mo bit his lip tightly, and he said slowly.

He thought that his painting must be happy.

He also selfishly wanted to have Zhihua, but he wanted her to be happy more than owning Zhihua.

Hopefully, her smile will stay on her face forever.

"I see."

Lin Yunsha nodded lightly and said.

The two of them stood on the side of the road, Chen Mo didn't speak, and Lin Yunsha didn't speak.

"Chen Mo ......"

Lin Yunsha suddenly spoke, she looked at Chen Mo, and stopped after calling her name.

Chen Mo: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm going shopping."

"You can try to let go slowly, there's nothing you can't let go."

"Chen Mo, in addition to painting, there are many, many people in this world, and there may be people who like you as much as you like to paint."

Lin Yunsha lifted the strap of the shoulder bag that had slipped up, then smiled at Chen Mo, turned around and walked towards the location of the mall.

Chen Mo looked at Lin Yunsha's back, didn't say a word, clicked on the taxi software, and took a taxi.

——

The atmosphere in the Korean restaurant was particularly stiff, and Li Qizhi drew two people sitting opposite each other.

Li Qi's eyes were full of resentment, but Zhihua's expression was very calm.

"Say, how much money does it cost to leave Brother Song."

Li Qi took out a few bank cards from his bag and threw them on the table.

There weren't many people in the shop, but there were people looking over the place.

No matter where you are, there is no shortage of people who like to join in the fun.

"If I don't leave him, I can get all his money, so I think it's better to stay with him."

Zhihua looked at the bank card on the table, a little stunned.

Li Qi, it seems that the family should be very rich, so Song Nanqiao ......

"You have a face, he and I are childhood sweethearts, a pair made in heaven, we are the right match!"

Li Qi stood up with a "swish", she glared at Zhihua, and said word by word, as if swearing sovereignty.

"It's funny, I don't know, I thought you were Song Nanqiao's mother, and your mother hasn't come to me yet."

Zhihua sat still and took a sip of Coco.

In the TV series, the man's mother took money to send the woman, and when she came to her, she actually became a ...... Well, the "sister" of the childhood sweetheart to complete this farce.

"I'll tell Aunt Song what you say."

Li Qi said.

Zhihua: "Oh, okay. ”

What she thinks now is that if Song Nanqiao firmly chooses her, of course she can do it for Song Nanqiao.

If Song Nanqiao had a little hesitation about her, then she would definitely walk cleanly.

"Zhihua, do you think Song Nanqiao will really marry you? You are not worthy of Song Nanqiao at all. ”

Li Qi said, with certainty in his tone.

Zhihua: "It's not up to you. ”

During the whole conversation, Zhihua was exceptionally calm, only Li Qi was venting his anger all the time.

It seems that Li Qi is the only clown who jumps off the beam.

"I'll call Brother Song."

When Li Qi saw Zhihua's bland reaction, her anger rose again, and she was about to take out her mobile phone to call Song Nanqiao.

"Don't bother him."

Zhihua lazily lifted his eyelids.

At least don't bother him today, Zhihua just doesn't want Song Nanqiao to be distracted.

"Are you scared?"

Li Qi had an inevitable smile on his face, and then confidently called Song Nanqiao.

Zhihua lowered his eyebrows, too lazy to take care of Li Qi.

She saw how busy Song Nanqiao had been recently.

It's a little distressing.