Gan Tang was taken aback: "What does this have to do with you!"
She was very angry, aggrieved, and annoyed just now, and in a fit of pique, she sat on his lap. Now that she came to her senses, she realized how ambiguous her actions were and hurriedly ran away.
"It's related." Mo Huaixing hurriedly pressed down her knees, and said humbly, "If you don't want to get back together with him, could you consider me?"
This had always been a hidden hope in his heart, taking root, sprouting, and growing stronger, but he had never dared to reveal it to her. But today, seeing her and Fang Heng like that, he suddenly realized that she might fall in love with someone else again.
This realization terrified him; he no longer had the courage to watch her fall for someone else.
"What do you mean?" The heavy words settled in her heart, but she dared not make any further connections to his words, yet she couldn't help but tremble at the corners of her eyes.
The last tear rolled down her cheek, and Mo Huaixing reached out to wipe it away. The tear melted on his fingertips, but he couldn't bear to leave, so he cupped her face in his hands.
"I know that in your heart I am not as good as Chu Jiahe, but I am not that bad either, at least I am better than that glib-tongued Fang Heng, right?"
"I don't like Fang Heng," Gan Tang hurriedly explained, her shy face flushing red. He looked at her, his face also turning red.
"I know." Mo Huaixing asked nervously, "I know you're not just any girl, so when you said you liked me that day, it was true, wasn't it, even if it was just a little bit?"
Gan Tang stared straight at the man in front of her, suppressing her breathing as much as possible, afraid of interrupting him.
Mo Huaixing held her hand and placed it on his heart: "If I apologize for my fear, cowardice, and weakness that day, could you please not take back that little bit of affection? If possible, I beg you to give me another chance and let me be your boyfriend."
The rhythm of his heartbeat traveled through his palms to her heart, creating a strange resonance that captivated and enthralled her.
Gan Tang lowered her head, hiding her burning cheeks. Suddenly, she noticed the keychain hanging from his waist, with a copper coin on it. It was an ordinary copper coin, but it wasn't a complete one; a corner was missing. The missing corner resembled half a heart.
Gan Tang's head exploded with a bang.
Just today, she saw an identical copper coin on a girl's wrist, with the same missing corner, which together formed a complete heart.
The scene I once longed for most is now shattered.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gan Tang hurriedly pulled her hand away and fled from his embrace.
Mo Huaixing instinctively grabbed her hand, but Gan Tang's feet tripped on his knees as she lay back in the chair. He leaned over and braced himself against her.
"Why did you reject me?" He mustered his courage, offering his heart, only to have it ravaged by her. Mo Huaixing didn't understand, and his words carried a hint of anger: "Gan Tang, you weren't completely unresponsive to me just now, were you?"
He pointed out her hypocrisy incisively, and she opened her heart and faced his questioning with composure.
"Then why did you hide?"
Gan Tang looked at him and smiled, her heart aching and itching with a bittersweet pain: "We both know we can't stay here forever. When that time comes, you..."
She simply couldn't bring herself to say the word "wife," as if saying it would imply that she was tacitly acknowledging her status as the other woman.
Gan Tang changed the word to "she" and continued, "...When the time comes, when she comes to find me, when she comes to question me, how should I face her?"
he!
So, you still think about Chu Jiahe, and you still hope to get back together with him.
"Can't you forget him?"
Mo Huaixing dared not listen to her answer. He leaned down and kissed her lips, carefully and fiercely, with a pleading probing, sucking deeply, determined to drain all the memories of Chu Jiahe from her mind.
Only after kissing her until she was dizzy did he dare to ask her again, "Forget about him, okay?"
"How could I forget!" You two are the real couple, while she is a thief. She secretly rejoices over a stolen kiss. Gan Tang feels ashamed and guilty for her reluctance to let go.
She didn't want to become a bad person, nor did she want to drag him down to become a morally flawed person.
Her bright, watery eyes were filled with struggle and pain. Mo Huaixing couldn't bear to press her any further. He lowered his head and touched her forehead, speaking with difficulty, "When the time comes, we'll break up. But during this time, will you be my girlfriend?"
Before he spoke, he felt unbearable pain, but after he spoke, he was actually somewhat happy. At least, if he died, she wouldn't be so sad, and he could openly like and love her.
"What?" Gan Tang thought she had misheard.
Mo Huaixing pleaded for her consent: "I don't care if it's for a lifetime. As long as you only have me before Fu Yuanshan is brought to justice, that's enough."
"Not seeking forever, but only cherishing the moment?" This scumbag talk is so smooth, Gan Tang is speechless.
"yes!"
"What do you mean, 'what ...'?! I thought you were my true love, but you treated me like a casual sex partner."
The lingering smile on his lips mocked her uncontrollable emotions, instantly igniting Gan Tang's anger, and she kicked him away.
"Mo Huaixing, what kind of person do you take me for? Disgusting."
That kick was really hard; Mo Huaixing, caught completely off guard, hit her head on the car roof. She was still wearing leather-soled shoes, and half of one sole was imprinted on his chest.
Mo Huaixing was also furious and roared, "Then why did you provoke me? Were you just playing around?"
"I was just teasing you, so what?" Gan Tang glared at him.
"Fine, okay, you're awesome, you're amazing." Mo Huaixing bent down to pick up the belt, his face ashen.
The belt swung wildly in his hand, grazing her calf and causing a sharp pain. Gan Tang was genuinely frightened: "What are you doing?"
"I'm fucking stupid." Mo Huaixing put on his belt and straddled the driver's seat.
The car's air conditioning had been on the whole time, and the cold air was blowing directly onto his bare chest. Mo Huaixing grabbed the white shirt from the passenger seat and put it on, angrily saying:
"You think this is the Qing Dynasty? You think you can just cry and beg him to take responsibility for you if you don't get a boyfriend? Keep dreaming. If he doesn't marry you, don't come crying to me. This kind of person isn't someone you can just have whenever you want."
"What are you barking about, you dog!" Gan Tang grabbed the suit jacket next to her and threw it at his head: "If you don't want to drive, get out of the car."
Mo Huaixing grabbed his clothes and saw the girl behind him lying down, her back to him. There was no sound, only her body trembling. The words stuck in his throat were swallowed back down. Mo Huaixing turned on the music and started the car.
The turbulent train carriage returned to calm.
It's really funny. No matter how fiercely they argue, they still have to stay together, even though they hate each other.
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