The old lady of the Shen family has always liked Morolo and regarded her as her eldest granddaughter-in-law. When Shen Shijun and Morolo were engaged, the old lady personally took off an heirloom bracelet from her arm and gave it to Morolo.
, later the two broke up, and the bracelet was returned by Morolo, and now it is kept in the safe at home. The old lady sighed every time she looked at it. For this reason, she even lost her temper with Shen Shijun, and several times in a row
The moon does not see him.
Morolo bit his lip gently, "I like grandma very much, and she cares about me so much. I must go there on her birthday. Is there anything else besides this?"
Inexplicably, Shen Shijun felt her coldness and resistance.
Although Morolo looked the same as usual on the surface, Shen Shijun was sensitive to it.
"Are you hiding something from me?" he asked, leaning forward, trying to see clearly the emotions hidden in Morolo's eyes.
"No...why do you ask that?" Morolo subconsciously dodged, but his arm was grabbed.
Morolo pulled his arm back, but his palm was tightly clenched, "What is this?"
A pink diamond ring of medium size was placed on the slender ring finger of Morolo's left hand. The perfectly cut diamond surface shone brightly and movingly in the afterglow of the sun, but Shen Shijun frowned tightly.
He wrinkled and squinted his eyes slightly, as if his eyes were hurt by the bright light spots.
"Yes... a ring..." Morolo replied timidly, his eyes were in a daze, and he did not dare to look at Shen Shijun. He bit his lower lip like a child who had done something wrong. "Can't I wear a ring?
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It's not that you can't, but... Shen Shijun took a deep breath and said, "Put it on your ring finger?"
"Yes. Where should I wear it? I'm getting engaged, Mr. Shen. In fact, I invited you here this time to inform you that I will hold an engagement ceremony next month. I hope you can attend." I probably know.
Extending the head is also a sword, and shrinking the head is also a sword. Morolo simply stopped hesitating, quickly finished the above words, and took his hand out of Shen Shijun's hand like a frightened little rabbit.
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The huge ring grazed the palm of his hand, and there was a pain like being burned. Shen Shijun was distracted for a moment, as if something was slipping away from his heart, so fast that he couldn't catch it even if he wanted to.
Is she going to get married? With whom? Why have I never heard her mention it? Countless questions came to mind, and I almost rushed out of my mouth, but at the last moment, Shen Shijun suppressed them with all his strength.
"Well, congratulations."
He answered lightly. He suddenly felt tired and a little ridiculous in his heart. He put down his research topic and rushed to this island. Why? He and Morolo had already made it clear, but
Being companions does not involve feelings. When they first decided to establish such a relationship, they agreed on three chapters: to give each other tenderness when they felt lonely, but they would never get too involved in each other's lives.
When did such a calm and almost ruthless relationship between lovers change its flavor?
Having finished speaking, it seemed that there was no need to stay anymore, but Moroluo didn't want to leave for a moment. She stood quietly beside Shen Shijun, as if waiting for something.
"I may not have time to attend the wedding, but I will send you the gift bag." What would most people say after hearing the news? After expressing their joy, would they say blessings? But he just didn't want to say more, Shen Shijun replied coldly.
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When the door was closed, there was a slight collision sound. Morolo turned his head, took a deep breath, and held back the tears that were on the verge of bursting.
That's it. For both of them, this is the best ending. Don't look back. Even if you look back, you will only see the back of this person, just like she watched his back leave many, many times. He
Never looked back at her... never...
Now that the decision has been made, then... let's do it.
The room suddenly became quiet, and the oxygen in the air seemed to have been sucked out. The hot feeling coupled with the monotonous noise of the old air conditioner made people even more depressed.
Shen Shijun was lying flat on the narrow single bed, and the sunlight outside reflected on the ceiling through the colored glass windows. It was the island's annual traditional festival to celebrate the harvest, and bustling voices and sounds of acrobatics could be heard outside the window.
Normally, no matter how tired he was, he would definitely get up, go out for a walk, feel the local festival atmosphere, and buy some delicious and fun things for Lin Xiangwan's two babies. But now, he didn't move.
I don't want to move either.
Shen Shijun thought that he was a calm person, but maybe he was too cold, so he sometimes seemed ruthless. Soon after Morolo left, he had calmed down and put the whole thing together.
Recalling the words he had just exchanged with Moroluo, he couldn't help but want to smile bitterly. In total, he had known Moroluo for several years. From the beginning of the girl with admiration in her eyes, to today
This woman who could turn around and leave resolutely seemed to have grown up a lot, but Shen Shijun knew that she had never changed. She had just learned to look strong to cover up her inner uneasiness.
If she really didn't care, she wouldn't have stayed and waited for his answer after he finished speaking.
If she could really let go, then she wouldn't let him take this trip.
What she wanted was just a word of retention from him, but that was something he couldn't and couldn't afford.
They are not fellow travelers.
Like two rays that once intersected but are bound to go further and further apart, their final outcome is nothing but separation. What separates them is not only their family background, but also their longing for future life.
He couldn't imagine his wife being an art thief. While other people's families were admiring famous paintings in the museum, the people around him were racking their brains to get it home.
What he wants is just an ordinary woman who can take care of his life. He doesn't need her to be too beautiful or outstanding. He is already strong enough, powerful enough for her to hide behind him.
It is precisely because he understands this that he cannot give Morolo what he wants, even just a word.
Just a few words.
It's getting late, and the carnival activities on the street are getting to a climax.
Shen Shijun was walking aimlessly among the crowd. As far as he could see, there were couples cuddling together. The smiling faces influenced by happiness looked really hateful. Maybe he fell in love with the saying "The house leaks by chance".
It had been raining continuously, and he had just gone to book a return boat ticket, but was told that due to the early arrival of the rainy season, there was a sudden storm on the sea, and the boat trip to Italy would be delayed by at least a week.
A week... Shen Shijun felt that his already painful head hurt even more.
Although his vacation is still long, he really doesn't want to stay in this small city where even the city walls and roofs have pink bubbles.
Tourists from all over the world crowded together on the narrow streets of the small town. When the lanterns came on, the cold faces of Asian men stood out among the foreigners with high noses and blue eyes.
Mo Wanru held her husband's hand and strolled out of the small restaurant, and saw Shen Shijun in the crowd at a glance.
She pondered for a moment and then walked over.
"Mr. Shen, long time no see."
The eldest sister of the Mo family does not look very similar to the two younger sisters. Her facial features are more Asian, unlike the other two daughters of the Mo family, who are like dolls.
"What a coincidence, I meet you here." Shen Shijun exchanged greetings and said it, but felt a little dumb. His sister was getting married, so the sister would naturally attend. If not here, where could she be?
Mo Wanru smiled and dragged the man behind her over, "This is my husband, who is also Chinese."
Shen Shijun is a little over 1.8 meters tall. Although he is not a muscular man, he does not look weak when standing next to a foreigner. However, the man is a head taller than him and has a strong body, like a wall.
"Yu Weidong. I have long admired your name." Yu Weidong stretched out his hand, and when the two men shook hands, Shen Shijun couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
This man's palms are covered with calluses, especially the index finger and the tiger's mouth. It can be seen that he is used to using guns. In addition to the beautiful scenery, Sicily, Italy, the most eye-catching thing is probably the local mafia, but looking at his temperament, He is more cold than violent, and the local mafia is mostly inherited from the family and generally does not accept foreigners... Then his identity...
Perhaps it was because Shen Shijun's gaze was too direct, or perhaps because Yu Weidong had seen such gazes too often, he quickly continued, "I heard Wanru say that Mr. Shen is a doctor, right? In fact, speaking of my profession and Mr. Shen’s career still has some roots.”
"Who are you……"
"I'm Interpol."
This answer was so shocking that even Shen Shijun, who was calm, couldn't help but look in the direction of Mo Wanru. Mo Wanru stuck out her tongue at Wei Dong where he couldn't see him, and then said, "Wei Dong Dong, Mr. Shen and I still have something to discuss, please go back first."
"Okay, I'll wait for you back at the villa. You should be careful on the road." Yu Weidong is a very happy person. When he saw that his beloved wife was in trouble, he immediately agreed.
It's just that Mo Wanru wanted to talk to Shen Shijun, but Shen Shijun didn't want to talk to her. What could she say? After all, it was just Morolo's business. He had made up his mind not to have anything to do with Morolo anymore. , so anything you say now is redundant.
"Sister Mo, I'm sorry. It's very unfortunate. I have something to do today, so..." Shen Shijun declined, his attitude seemed very insincere.
"Oh? I thought you were already on vacation. What other big things could come up that would require you to take up this moment and a half?" Mo Wanru smiled softly, stepped forward and hooked Shen Shijun's arm, and continued He said, "Let's go, let's go. I even ended my date with my husband early for you. Do you know how difficult it is for Interpol to take an annual leave? Besides, even if you don't accept my favor, don't you want to know?" Why does Luoluo have to get engaged now? Even if she marries a scumbag and lives in dire straits in the future, you don’t care at all?"
ps: People have three urgent needs. I will give birth to a baby this month. --. Try to settle Mr. Shen's love affair before the baby is born... I don't have time to reply one by one, so I would like to thank you all for your attention at once. I will wait until I finish my confinement. ~~~Let’s kiss each other~~