Qin Meng's eyes wandered between the two of them, and she noticed something was wrong.
The love in Jiang Yan's eyes fell on the beautiful and more elegant girl in front of him again.
It turns out that he doesn't just love that person, but he can also fall in love with other people.
It’s just that this other person has never been myself.
Looking at her injured eyes, Jiang Yan felt heartbroken. Knowing that he couldn't hide it, he said calmly, "Yes."
Jun Mo Rou opened her mouth slightly as if struck by lightning.
Jiang Yan said calmly: "Don't blame your sister-in-law. This is my wishful thinking. Last time you confessed to me and I rejected you, she was very angry. She really treats you well."
"So you still like her?"
Before Jiang Yan could say anything, Qin Meng stepped up and interrupted, "Of course he likes me, otherwise how could he keep rejecting you and me."
"Qin Meng!" Jiang Yan roared angrily.
Jun Morou felt so heartbroken that she pulled her hand away from him and ran away crying.
Jiang Yan hurriedly chased after him.
"Mo Rou, wait a minute."
In the corridor outside the hospital, Jun Morou couldn't get rid of Jiang Yan's hand, so she raised her foot and kicked him.
"Don't touch me. If you don't like me, why do you kiss me?"
"You bastard."
"Go away."
Jiang Yan hugged her and held her tightly in his arms, letting her punch and kick him.
"Who said I don't like you?"
"From the day your sister-in-law rejected me, I gave up on her until you came into my life and I slowly fell in love with you."
"I didn't realize it at first, until I saw you dating that man that night. I felt so sad that I couldn't sleep for three days and three nights."
"Then today you directly brought him up and said he was your boyfriend. I couldn't help it anymore. Only then did I realize that I had already fallen in love with you."
Jiang Yan's words shocked Jun Morou so much that she burst into tears.
She had never thought that he would like her, and she never dared to imagine that her efforts would be reciprocated.
I never thought...
Jun Morou kissed him excitedly.
......
It's getting late.
When Wen Xin had prepared dinner and was about to call Jun Mohan out for dinner, she heard Jun Mohan's excited voice coming from his bedroom. She leaned over to listen anxiously.
"Bo Jingshen, you are always so self-righteous."
"Always act like you know everything and have everything under control?"
"It's ridiculous to think you know me so well."
"Don't ever meddle in my affairs. As for her, I don't want to see her either."
After hanging up the phone, Jun Mohan threw the phone hard on the bed, stood by the window with one hand on his chest and the other hand on his forehead.
His brows were furrowed so tightly that it looked as if he could pinch a few flies to death.
As for how Bo Jingshen knew about his condition?
He really didn't understand.
Wen Xin wouldn’t say, after all, they weren’t familiar with each other.
Who else?
Could it be that psychiatrist?
The door was pushed open with a creaky sound. He raised his head, looked at the woman who walked in, and his heart felt warm.
Fortunately, she is with me.
"Was it your brother who called just now?"
Jun Mohan looked at her and said nothing.
"Sorry, I just happened to call you to eat and I overheard it."
"fine."
He walked up to her tiredly, hugged her and walked outside.
At the table, he served her food. Wen Xin could see that he was in a bad mood, but she couldn't help but ask.
"What does he want from you?"
Jun Mohan's hand holding the meal trembled, and his eyes fell on the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table. After a long while, he said, "He knew about my condition and wanted to help me. He also asked me to meet his mother."
"This is a good thing!" Wen Xin said anxiously, "But how did he know?"
"I can't figure it out either. Only you, me and the psychiatrist know about this. You and I can't tell anyone."
Wen Xin's eyes lit up, "Could it be that the psychiatrist is right?"
"It's possible."
"Then how did you know him?"
"Mo Chen introduced it."
As soon as these words fell, Jun Mohan suddenly realized, "It seems that Mo Chen talked too much to him, and then he introduced the doctor."
"This thin depth of field cares about you very much. Uncle, if you want to resolve your psychological trauma, you should go see them."
Jun Mohan opened his mouth and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.
On one hand, there is the illness, which affects Wen Xin's lifelong happiness and the future offspring of the Jun family.
On one hand, there are the grudges of the previous generation, and he still can't let go of the fact that his father cheated on him with that woman.
He was thinking too much and couldn't even eat. He held the bowl of rice and ate for a long time.
Wen Xin felt it in her heart but couldn't say anything?
She didn't want to put pressure on him and cause him to have wild thoughts. Anyway, she would support him no matter what the outcome was.
I picked up some food for him and said warmly, "Uncle, if you don't want to treat it, we won't treat it."
"At worst, we can go to the orphanage and adopt a child."
Jun Mohan raised his eyelids, "Do you really think so?"
"That's about our lifelong married life and offspring."
With a warm smile, she held his hand, "I didn't lie to you."
That night, Jun Mohan was moved by the warm words and thought about it all night.
Finally, he decided to face it calmly. The disease had to be treated. That brother...
With a sigh, Jun Mohan sent a message to Bo Jingshen at around five in the morning.
Jun Mohan: [I will go to your house to find you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. ]
As a policeman, Bo Jingshen, who never turns off his phone or puts it on silent mode for 24 hours, was awakened by the sound of the message. He picked up his phone and instantly lost all sleepiness.
The light from the phone screen reflected on his face, and a smile appeared on his lips.
I happily replied to the message.
Bo Jingshen: [Okay, brother will wait for you. By the way, I will prepare your favorite milk fan. My friend in Dali sent it to you and I have kept it for you.]
[By the way, remember to bring your wife, she is very nice. ]
Looking at this message, Jun Mohan didn't speak for a long time.
He didn't expect that he still remembered that he liked breast fan.
Wen Xin turned over and woke up from her dream, only to see Jun Mohan staring at his phone in a daze. In the dark, she asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I can't sleep."
"Are you losing sleep because of Bo Jingshen's matter?"
Wen Xin waited for his answer. After a moment, he said calmly, "I promised to be at his house at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. It's time to face it."
"You'll come with me then."
Wen Xin was delighted. She held his hand, turned over, rested her chin on his chest and said, "Uncle, that's great."
"As long as you can figure it out, you can go through any hardships."
Jun Mohan threw his phone away, turned over and pushed her down, and asked ambiguously: "Do you really want me to cure you?"
"Nonsense, of course."
"I understand. You want me to get better and have babies with you."
"Ahem!" Wen Xin coughed in shock and said coquettishly, "You are talking nonsense."
"I don't."
Jun Mohan smiled, lowered his head, and stared into her bright eyes, "I see, you have."
"You want to sleep with me, don't you?"
"Obviously you wanted to."
"Shh!" Jun Mohan placed his index finger on her lips and buried his head in the crook of her neck.
He said hoarsely: "Yes, I want to be with you for real and be a normal couple."
"I want to sleep with you."
In warm shock, she leaned in and kissed him.
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