He walked over, but instead of eating, he sat beside her, watching her swallow the food he had served her.

"You can eat it too."

He Xiyan turned his head to look at him, although he knew that he was sad, he didn't ask anything.

Mo Yixuan just watched her eat, just like she had watched herself eat. At that time, he often worked overtime, and when she came back, she would always give herself a good supper and snacks, and then sit and watch him eat, talk and chat with him. Ask him if he is tired and if he is in trouble at work. He will also personally put the bath water for him and find good clothes.

From the day they confirmed their relationship, she has always taken care of him and cared for him, but he never put his mind on emotions at that time, nor did he pay attention to her, but he was used to her being good to him and having her company.

Mo Yixuan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist tightly, and looked at her deeply with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to find a trace of the love and emotion he once had for himself from her face.

"Yan Yan, tell me, if you don't meet him, will you come back?" Mo Yixuan was in a deep voice, and his hoarse voice could hear the pain that had been buried for a long time.

He Xiyan paused, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her, her eyes full of speechlessness. She shook her grip on his hand, trying to shake him off.

However, Mo Yixuan's grip tightened, and his eyes became more urgent, because he wanted to know the answer.

If she hadn't met Ye Hao, would he have a chance to chase her back.

He Xiyan didn't know how to answer him.

She turned her face away and looked at the hospital bed still losing a little bit of fate.

After a long time, she said lightly, "You let go of your hand." ”

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone. Because such a question is meaningless to her at this time. She didn't know how to answer. Because she doesn't have ifs.

"Tell me if we would have been possible without him." Mo Yixuan asked again, his tone was very resolute.

He Xiyan felt that his wrist was hurt by his grip, she pursed her lips and pulled her hand back vigorously.

Turning her head, she looked at Mo Yixuan, her ex-husband, with an almost regretful and helpless look. Shen Dao:

"Mo Yixuan, we are really inappropriate. Really, so you don't dwell on such questions. It doesn't make sense. He Xiyan sighed and continued: "I pursued you at that time because I didn't understand love yet, and everything I did for you later was also because I didn't know how to manage a marriage. That's why I'm going to be nice to you and your mom without reservation. ”

"It's my fault, Yan Yan, it has nothing to do with you." Mo Yixuan closed his eyes in pain, she said this like a knife cutting his heart.

He sighed deeply, his voice thick and hoarse. In fact, he really didn't know how to love, and he didn't know how to manage a marriage, which caused him to lose a warm home, a relationship that could have been very beautiful.

Everything was his fault, and now he suffers all this. can only watch her marry someone else, calling someone else's husband.

He Xiyan shook his head helplessly again, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

She has not reflected on that relationship, and even reviewed herself many times.