Let go of your stubbornness?
Mo Yanyu, how can you be so relaxed?
Is it because he no longer loves her? Is it because he no longer loves her that he can be so cruel? Or perhaps... he never loved her at all?
Ji Yao smiled, a bright smile, mixed with tears, looking at Wu Yuan's gambling with such heartbreaking emotion.
"Mo Yanyu, you are so heartless. Just like before, you didn't want it and you left. Now you're even worse, you just forget it."
Seeing that her face was covered in tears, Mo Yanyu's eyes flickered, and his fingers moved unconsciously. He didn't know how many times he had done this subconscious action, and there was always some aftereffect.
Just now, whenever he saw her pitiful appearance with tears blurring her vision, he couldn't help but sigh.
I can't help but reflect,
Perhaps what he said just now was a bit too harsh.
Ji Yao was unaware of his abnormality; tears blurred her vision.
Mo Yanyu's eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze inadvertently fell on Mo Qing's figure as she walked towards the two of them, carrying a suitcase in her hand.
He clenched his fist, closed his eyes, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and also stopped the restless thoughts in his mind.
A black silk shirt that never changes throughout the year yet never causes visual fatigue, and black eyes as deep and dazzling as gemstones.
Thump...
Unbelievable, this incredibly dazzling figure actually walked towards her.
Thump...
The girl standing in front of Mo Qing blushed nervously, clutching the hem of her clothes. Her eyes darted around nervously, like a girl in the throes of first love, afraid that if she met his tender gaze, she would faint.
However, Mo Yanyu brushed past her.
He calmly walked forward and took the suitcase from Mo Qing's hands. "Everything is here."
Mo Qing's beautiful eyes flickered, and she gave a vague reply.
Mo Yanyu lowered her eyes, naturally knowing that the girl wouldn't obediently clear everything back.
He didn't really intend for her to go back to live there. Once he returned to the army, it would be safer for her to stay at the school dormitory and not wander around.
The girl standing in front gave Mo Yanyu a resentful look, but when she saw that the famous goddess of talent in the school was standing next to him, she wanted to compete with him. But when she saw Mo Qing's beautiful and flawless face, she couldn't muster any fighting spirit.
He left dejectedly.
"Hey, Yao Yao, what are you doing here?" Mo Qing glanced quickly at her face, slightly surprised, her eyes flashing.
"I just got back from the student council." Before Mo Qing came over, Ji Yao quickly wiped away the tears on her face.
However, those slightly red eyes couldn't possibly take so long to recover.
Her gaze swept over the suitcase Mo Yanyu was carrying for her without her noticing, and her hands unconsciously clenched into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
With a forced smile, he looked at Mo Qing and asked, "Is this the person you were with?"
This question made her feel incredibly bitter.
She knew she shouldn't persist like this. She knew that if she continued, Mo Yanyu would not only not change her mind, but might even hate her more.
But what could she do?
What else could she do?
What can she do when faced with this man she fell in love with when she was 15 and has loved for so many years?
Mo Qing was taken aback.
Realizing what she meant, Yao Yao was asking if this was Ji Muhan, whom she had met, she quickly explained, "No, he's my brother."
Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled, as if she were a beggar who had been walking in darkness for years and had nothing, and had received the most precious treasure.
Her fleeting smile was breathtakingly beautiful.
Mo Qing felt a pang of sympathy for him.
How could such a heartbreaking smile appear on Ji Yao's usually calm and expressionless face?
Ji Yao stopped laughing after a while, and gave him a knowing look. "Mo Yanyu, there's plenty of time in the future."
Mo Yanyu's brow twitched, but she remained calm and composed. Without hesitation, she grabbed Mo Qing's wrist and turned to leave.
After they walked out of the school gate, Ji Yao followed slowly behind.
Standing quietly by a plant near the French windows, Mo Qing watched as Mo Yanyu placed his suitcase in the trunk and got into his car.
Ji Yao was smiling, but her eyes were filled with tears.
Like a river bursting its banks, it just wouldn't stop.
Mo Yanyu, it's been a long time. I hope we have a long future together...
A light drizzle began to fall outside, a thin mist shrouding the glass, blurring the window frame and, consequently, the intertwined figures of the two people.
Throughout the journey, Mo Yanyu couldn't help but recall Ji Yao's tear-streaked face. Every word she uttered, every question she posed, left a deep imprint on his heart, making it impossible for him to remain calm and composed.
It was like a ripple suddenly appearing in a stagnant spring; even the slightest ripple made him feel an inexplicable restlessness…
Oh…
turn out to be…
He always…
Mo Yanyu didn't know how long she had driven away from Imperial University before she noticed that the other pampered girl in the car was unusually quiet. She turned to look at the girl and saw her lazily leaning on the windowsill, her eyelashes drooping, seemingly lost in thought!
He was driving with one hand on the car when he first patted her leg, but she didn't react.
You have to reach out and pry her chin back. She's perfectly fine, but she's a little impatient. She pushes your hand away, her face still turned to the window, her brows furrowed, her expression filled with sorrow.
His mournful and sorrowful appearance made you both angry and amused.
"This girl has quite a temper." Mo Yanyu sighed helplessly and patted the top of her head.
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