"But I'm not cruel enough. I can only watch her leave me. Do you know this feeling? It's like a knife stabbed into the eye and slowly pulled out. I really hate it. She has never been like this.
A cruel person, but he treated me so decisively."
"After she left, I thought about her every day and the happiness we had before, so that life would not be so difficult. She was alone in the United States. I knew she was taken care of, but I was also very worried. My wife was very happy.
She is arrogant, self-respecting and strong. What if she is bullied in a foreign country? Who will take care of her? Will she hide in a corner and cry secretly? Will she call my name when she cries?"
"It goes back and forth every day. My health is not good and I can't sleep because of thinking about her. I can only take sleeping pills. She has been gone for so long. If I don't take sleeping pills, I can't sleep at all. Sometimes I wonder, what if
If I die, will she shed a tear for me?"
"But I won't die. She always makes me worried and uncomfortable. What if I die and she is bullied by herself? No matter how worried or uncomfortable I am or how much I hate her, I won't let her go.
Do you think I'm pathetic for letting others bully her?"
"Yes, you also think I am a miserable man."
"I also think I am. The last time she was kidnapped by the Federation, I desperately used all my connections to help her and save her. Unexpectedly, when I went there, I only saw others carrying her out. I was very relieved.
It’s also very sad why she always gets into trouble so easily and why she can’t always protect herself. If she were strong enough and brave enough not to be bullied, I wouldn’t be worried every day. Look, the last time she premiered in a movie
Ying, she clearly promised to come back, she clearly promised to come back..."
"How happy I am. In the past few years, I have been thinking about what clothes to wear to make her think I am good, and what to say when meeting her. I even foolishly wanted to arrange for the media to take photos for us together. Look, this
I've done all kinds of stupid things."
"But, she didn't come back..."
"I think she is going crazy. I can see why it is so difficult for her. I don't want to see her in newspapers and magazines. I want to hold her, kiss her, and love her. I want to look at her every day. When I open my eyes,
Eyes, she is right within my reach."
"Today is Christmas, and the company held a Christmas party. I remembered that last year, she accompanied me to the Christmas party. She was so beautiful that night. I dragged her to dance, dragged her to the balcony to do ai, and pestered her all day long.
One night, it seemed as if she would leave as soon as I let go. I saw a similar woman at the banquet, wearing the white dress she wore that year, her ponytail, and her mask. I went crazy.
I thought she was back, but I know I was just wishful thinking. No matter how similar she is, it's not her. Looking at that woman's face, if it were my wife's face, do you think I'm crazy..."
"Can... come back? Come back? If I die tomorrow, I hope I can tell her today that I love you. Ye Feimo loves warmth and will do so until death."
"Come back... okay?"
The phone suddenly became busy. Ye Feimo looked up at the starry sky, with tears clearly hanging on his face.
Long Chengtian watched sadly as the warm mobile phone fell to the ground. She lay on the balcony and cried until her heart broke. This feeling of wanting to cry her heart and lungs out hurt Long Chengtian's heart.
He never knew that when a person cries, it makes you feel that the whole world is in despair.
She called Fei Mo again and again, and the only response she received was her own heart-wrenching cry.
New Year's Eve came a few days after Christmas. Mo Xiaobai held a New Year's party on the cruise ship. Not many people were invited. Nuan Nuan and Long Chengtian were also invited. Nuan Nuan made a call back to City A, and they were there.
He became silent, bored at home all day long, and no one smiled. Long Chengtian felt very distressed. Mo Xiaobai happened to be holding this banquet, so he took Nuan Nuan out to relax.
Wen Nuan didn't want to come, but he couldn't beg Nuan Wen, so he came with him.
The cruise ship was very large, divided into four floors. There were not many people invited, only about 20 people. There were famous Hollywood directors, screenwriters, producers, and several media tycoons. Mo Xiaobai talked with them with warmth.
Hello, "Liang Hongyu" has been very popular recently, and they also have a good impression of warmth. In order to maintain the scene, she always keeps smiling, but she is always lacking in interest.
After meeting once, people in the main banquet hall were dancing, while Wen Nuan stood alone on the bow of the boat, watching the sea calm, and his mood became impetuous.
Come back, okay?
If I die tomorrow, I hope that I can tell her today that I love you. Ye Feimo loves warmth and will do so until death.
When I think of this sentence, my heart becomes unable to calm down, becomes turbulent, and becomes extremely painful.
Fei Mo, Fei Mo...
She also misses him very much. Did she do something wrong? She shouldn't ignore Fei Mo's thoughts and insist on her own way. Did she do something wrong? She was heartbroken, and Fei Mo was also miserable and despairing. Listening to his every word that day,
Her heart seemed to be torn apart.
Mo Xiaobai saw her standing alone on the bow of the boat, walked over, and asked worriedly, "Are you tired?"
"Kind of."
Mo Xiaobai said, "They are playing crazy. I'm afraid the ship won't sail back until dawn."
Wen Nuan nodded, smiled, and looked at the sea again. Mo Xiaobai suddenly said, "Wen Nuan, do you regret leaving Fei Mo so easily?"
She didn't know how to answer, so she simply shut up. Mo Xiaobai said, "I see regret in your eyes, you know? On Christmas Eve, my little cousin fell into a coma again... The doctor said that he was malnourished and overworked for a long time.
It takes a lot of energy.”
"Stop talking." Wen Nuan suddenly shouted.
Mo Xiaobai continued, "He needs sleeping pills every day to maintain sleep."
"Xiaobai, stop talking, please."
"He is on the boat now." Mo Xiaobai said suddenly, his warm and pale face seemed to be caught off guard by a kind of panic. Mo Xiaobai blinked mysteriously, "Look at you, you are scared. My little cousin is too tired.
I fed him a little something and he fell asleep."
"You..." The warm fingertips trembled slightly.
Mo Xiaobai winked teasingly, "Room 402, it's up to you whether you go or not. If you go, don't regret it. If you don't go, don't regret it."
After he said that, he immediately bowed the boat and looked up at Wen Nuan. The banquet was on the second floor and the fourth floor was the bedroom. Should she go? Fei Mo was on top, he was on top, he fell asleep... Mo Xiao
