When Ling Mo came out of the shower, he didn't see Ning Yuanlan in the room, and when he saw the balcony door open, he walked towards Chaotai.

In the night breeze, she leaned slightly against the fence, looking sideways ahead, her back desolate.

A trace of familiar pity spread from the bottom of Ling Mo's heart, walked over, and took her into his arms, his hands around her slender waist, and buckled in front of her.

"Ling Mo." Ning Yuanlan looked down at the hands on his waist and was silent.

"Thinking about him?" There was a hint of undetectable vinegar in his voice, which Ning Yuanlan didn't notice.

"......" she didn't know how to explain to him.

"If you're sad, cry out, every girl has the right to cry." He hugged her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on her head, and her snort was full of her nice smell, this smell......

The familiar shampoo was mixed with her unique familiar hair fragrance, the pity and vinegar in Ling Mo's heart, and at the same time added a few points.

Ning Yuanlan only looked up at the bright moon in the sky, endured it, unwilling to shed tears, and told himself rationally that it was not worth crying for a man who betrayed him.

Her breathing was unsteady, and occasionally the frequency of stalks, he knew that she was holding back, holding her shoulders with both hands, straightening the body in her arms, making her face herself, and solemnly vowed: "I have no other requirements for you and our marriage, just one sentence: you don't leave, I won't give up, and the white head is of the same heart." ”

Ning Yuanlan was shocked in his heart, raised his head suddenly, and fell into his affectionate and serious eyes.

She has never been demanding, as long as a person is willing to accompany her through her life, no matter how many hardships and temptations lie ahead, they will never give up on each other, Su Yihang failed to give it to her, but Ling Mo gave a firm promise.

Tears in the moonlight, crystal clear, pressed down her eyelashes.

"Silly girl."

The big palm lifted and pressed her to his heart.

"Woo woo ......" Ning Yuanlan finally cried out his voice, and the grief and indignation of the whole day dissolved into his pajamas one by one as tears vented out.

Ling Mo was not helpless, she only knew that at this time, what she needed was a hug, a support that could make her cry loudly.

Holding her in his arms, his lips kissing her head from time to time, there was no verbal comfort, what he could give her, he would show with all actions.

After so many years, he thought that he would no longer love, but he still met this person in his arms, no matter what, since God has such an arrangement, then, he will take the heart of atonement and give her the best everything in his arms.

Under the cool moonlight, he hugged her like this, and from this day on, he would be a haven that would never collapse on her life's journey.

Time flowed quietly, and the person in his arms changed from crying to sobbing, and then gradually turned into a stalk, and finally slowly lost his voice, Ling Mo only felt that the weight on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

"Lan Lan ......" Ling Mo softly called the person in his arms, but did not respond, and called a few more times, "Lan Lan...... Lan Lan ......"

Still didn't respond, Ling Mo pushed her away a little, only to find that this girl was actually crying and crying, so she fell asleep on herself, no wonder her body was getting heavier and heavier.

Smiled helplessly, he picked her up horizontally, and when he saw the filth in front of him that was made of tears and snot, Ling Mo shook his head helplessly.