Mo Jia looked at her with eyes that had never been so cold before, even worse than a stranger.
Yan Xihua stopped suddenly. She was really panicked, "Mojia, I didn't mean that. Don't get me wrong. I was too anxious. Who told you not to believe me?"
"Okay, that's enough." Unexpectedly, Mo Jia's tone returned to calmness, as light as a breeze or a floating cloud in the world.
"Tomorrow, I will send someone to take you away."
"No!!" Yan Xihua screamed, her eyes wide open, full of shock, "Mojia, you...are you going to drive me away? We have never been separated all this time, and now, you are
Are you driving me away because of her?"
Mo Jia looked back calmly, "I can't leave a threat by her side."
"She, she, she! Everything is her! In your eyes, when did that woman start to appear?" Yan Xihua completely collapsed, she shouted loudly, "We grew up together! You are the one who knows you best in the world.
There is only me! Now just because of Su Huanhuan, you not only scold me, but also drive me away?! Is this a sign of your love for me? Mojia, in fact, the person who has the least right to accuse me is you!
Because it was you who changed your mind, it was you who made me feel insecure, it was you who kept your eyes on her longer and longer! It was you who betrayed our feelings!"
She finally shouted out the uneasiness in her heart, full of accusations, directed at the man she loved deeply.
Mojia didn't refute or explain, but just murmured, "Is it different since she appeared...?"
Yan Xihua was completely defeated. She looked at him with almost desperate eyes, desperately trying to grasp the last straw, "Mojia, do you still love me?"
Mo Jia slowly raised his eyes, "Xihua, you drew this period yourself."
Love? He really doesn't know.
His feelings for Xihua are completely different from those for Huanhuan! For Xihua, it is a habit and an adaptation. His lonely childhood was full of Xihua's shadow, and she was the first one who made him long for family affection.
He was a warm person and the first outsider to enter his heart. When she expressed her love to him, he accepted her.
It's a habit and an adaptation.
Grandpa's harm to her made him angry and guilty. His frustration and rebellion made this ignorant feeling continue to sublimate until he met Su Huanhuan.
This silly woman always caught his eye so easily, and his emotions would be affected by her inadvertently, making him unlike him. He knew she was the antidote, but he didn't even want his life.
I just want to protect her...
Now, just thinking about her suffering was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
If in front of this person, his joy, anger, sorrow and joy will be magnified countless times, then it should be true love.
Yan Xihua swayed a few times, stroking her forehead with one hand and grabbing the edge of the table with the other, barely supporting her body that was about to fall. She slowly looked at him, her eyes were sad, tears covered her face, and she cried.
, "Mojia, even if I did something wrong, can't you forgive me this time? Could it be that the relationship we have had for so many years is not as good as the few days you spent with her?"
"I tolerate you because I care about you. But this time, I won't."
He didn't give her any chance to cry, and turned around to leave, but was suddenly shocked.
Yan Xihua knelt on the ground, crying and hugging his legs, "Mojia, don't be so cruel, okay? I know I was wrong, please don't leave me, I will change, I will be your Xi
Hua...I did this because I was afraid that you would not want me...Mojia, please, don't be so cruel..."
Mojia lowered his head, the complexity in his eyes just flashed by, "Are you soft-hearted towards her?"
He raised his head, stopped looking at her, and walked straight out of the door.
"Mojia! Don't-"
Yan Xihua lay on the ground with tears streaming down her face, clutching in vain with her hands, "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't leave me...come back..."
Why is he so cruel? So many years of love are not worth a Su Huanhuan?
Looking at the figure who was leaving desperately, Yan Xihua's whole body trembled with hatred.
That damn woman, why don’t you die!!
Suddenly, she was slightly shocked as if she thought of something.
No, she can't just die like this! In that case, Mo Jia will not even have the only chance to forgive her! However, if she does not die, Mo Jia will be snatched away by her...
what to do?
Yan Xihua got up from the ground and sat blankly on the bed, looking extremely struggling.
Is there only one way?
But remembering her mother's last words before her death, she was troubled again.
However, in the end, her desire to get Mojia prevailed, and even if the result was catastrophic, she would still give it a try!
…
Mo Jia gently pushed open the room, fearing that a louder noise would wake up the sleeping people. He walked over and saw that Huanhuan was still sleeping soundly, and he felt relieved a little.
Sitting next to her, staring at her pale face, my heart felt like a needle pricking my heart. The suppressed feelings in my heart, as if they had spanned centuries, suddenly awakened at this moment.
But, it's too late.
He doesn't know how to save her. If there is even a ten thousandth chance, he will do whatever it takes!
Even one ten thousandth.
At dawn, Sister Zhong came over to visit Huanhuan. She was slightly surprised when she saw Mojia accompanying her on the bedside, "Master, why are you sitting here?"
Mojia let go of the hand that had been holding hers, and his eyes were bloodshot, "Sister Zhong, I will ask you to take care of her personally for the day. I have to go out."
"Master, where are you going?"
Mojia lowered his eyes and stared deeply at Huanhuan, "I have to find a way to save her."
…
Zhong Kun opened the door to the laboratory and was not surprised by his sudden visit.
"I'm telling you, young master, I really have no choice. If I could, I wouldn't just watch that kid die!" He sighed helplessly.
"I want to know how long it will take to find all those other mythical beasts."
Zhong Kun raised his eyebrows, "Are you serious?"
Mo Jia closed his cold eyes slightly and nodded, "I spent almost ten years outside and only found some clues. How long will it take to find their true bodies?" After saying that, he said
Spreading his hands, he said, "My dear young master, they are mythical beasts. Divine beasts like dragons and dragons. They are not the Doraemon that you can see when you turn on the TV."
Mojia's expression didn't even change, "Tell me the clues and I'll find them."
Zhong Kun was startled, "No way? Did you really fall into that child's hands?"
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Sorry, sorry, I went home late today, so the update will be a little late, but it will not be less than five o'clock.