It's not that I can't do it, it's that I don't want to try...
Here, at the Imperial Capital Special Operations Brigade.
A tall figure leaned against the cabinet door, his cool and calm eyes fixed on the photo on the phone screen.
The girl on the screen wore a blue off-the-shoulder dress, with a bright, sweet smile and dimples at the corners of her mouth, so sweet it seemed to melt the Arctic ice and snow.
Ji Muhan's slightly cool gaze fell on her collarbone below her neck, her fair and delicate skin, and her beautiful collarbone was eye-catching and captivating, making it impossible to look away.
Mo Qing's beautiful face is breathtaking.
Ji Muhan's eyes gradually deepened, her breathing became somewhat disordered, and she stared intently at the girl's collarbone, her eyes lowered, her fingers unconsciously stroking the girl's cheek on the screen.
He then logged out and looked at the message she had sent:
Hanhan, do you think the photos I sent you are pretty?
Today I went to a cocktail party with my third brother and my older brother. Ugh, I hate these kinds of occasions the most; everyone is so fake.
Hanhan, when are you going to take a vacation? I really want to see you, I miss you so much every day!
I feel like if this continues, I'm going to get lovesick. When you see the message I sent you, could you please reply with just a word, or send me a picture of yourself to ease my longing?
Okay, no, I'm afraid you'll think I'm nagging.
Signed: Mo Qing, who loves Hanhan the most.
Ji Muhan's gaze lingered on her signature for a few seconds, and she curled her lips into a very slight, fleeting smile.
She seemed genuinely worried he would forget, emphasizing that phrase repeatedly in every message she sent.
His long, thick eyelashes obscured his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking...
...
Three days have passed since the banquet at the Shen family's place.
The clean manor was as bright as day. At this time, the luxury villa area had not yet been built, so their manor was the only luxurious manor within a ten-mile radius. The European-style architecture and black and white decorations were like Lan Ying and Li'er, one white and one black, forming a world.
The house was very clean, and as soon as the door to the main house was opened, a rich fragrance immediately wafted out, becoming even warmer and more fragrant in the winter air.
In a room on the second floor.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window. She sat quietly on the windowsill, barefoot, wearing a thin white shirt, her gaze unfocused and empty, as if she were looking at another world through the clouds.
He's back.
Mo Yanyu, whom she thought about constantly during those three years,
The man she both loved and hated, felt pain for and loved at the same time.
She finally got what she'd been waiting for.
But he was determined to end his relationship with her.
Just like when I left three years ago, there was no room for negotiation, and my attitude was resolute.
No matter how much she pleaded, he firmly refused to let her get close, as if he had built a high wall around his heart, keeping her far away outside the wall...
The sunlight fell on my skin, but it had no warmth.
Someone knocked on the door, and Ji's mother's cautious voice came through, "Yaoyao, I've left the food at the door. Come and get it yourself if you're hungry, okay?"
Ji Yao seemed not to hear, her gaze still fixed on the distant, empty, and dark horizon.
The steaming food at the door cooled down and was replaced, then cooled down again; for three whole days, she didn't leave her room even once.
The door remained tightly shut as always.
Mrs. Ji was so anxious that she lost her appetite and stood guard at Ji Yao's door, saying, "If we don't go in soon, she'll definitely faint from hunger!"
The boy, who was squatting on the ground with a bowl of rice in his hand, staring at them while secretly feeding Ji Yao some food, immediately nodded upon hearing this, "Let's rush into my sister's room and see for ourselves!"
So stupid!
One or two people were anxiously waiting outside, but neither dared to push open the door.
If it were him, he would have kicked her long ago, although he actually wanted to do so, but his mother wouldn't allow it...
Ji's mother looked at him, kicked his butt, and said sternly, "Try touching those foods again."
"What does it matter!" The boy rubbed his sore butt and retorted somewhat aggrievedly, "She's not going to eat it anyway, it's such a waste to throw it away."
Want him,
What's so special about three?
When her boyfriend went to the army, she didn't eat for a week.
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