The difference was that this time there was guilt and uneasiness in his eyes. He wanted to say something to me, but couldn't.
"Mo Ying——"
"Okay, don't say anything, I don't want to hear it!" I quickly passed him, but he grabbed my hand, and I threw his hand away: "Don't touch me!"
Now he is like a fly, making me sick and disgusted!
I hate myself. How could I fall in love with such a person in the first place?
"Mo Ying, don't be like this. Can you listen to my explanation?"
"Explanation? Is there anything else to explain?" It's ridiculous. The facts are in front of us. Do we still need to explain?
"Ruoxi and I are not what you imagined..."
"Oh, what's that like?"
"She's drunk..."
"What about you?"
"I..." He was at a loss for words and a little confused: "I don't know how I could be like this..."
"Okay!" This explanation is enough, I don't want to hear it anymore!
I pushed his figure in front of me and rushed forward quickly.
"Mo Ying, Mo Ying..."
His voice came from behind like a demon. I quickened my pace, quickly unlocked the door, and closed the door with a bang, keeping the demonic voice out of the door.
He banged the door desperately, "Mo Ying, can you open the door? Don't be like this... I did a good job this time, it was my fault, I was really wrong... I'm sorry... forgive me once
Okay..."
Forgive? How is that possible?
You do this kind of thing and you still want my forgiveness? Do you think I am a saint?
"I'm sorry, I'm not that kind of magnanimous woman. I can't forgive your behavior! It's your freedom to be with the kind of woman you like. Please don't come to me again!"
"No, Mo Ying, please don't do this to me, okay? Give me a chance, okay? Mo Ying..."
I didn’t want to listen any more, so I covered my ears and climbed into bed, covering myself with the quilt.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sounds outside the door slowly became quiet, and the whole world became quiet.
Only then did I let go of my ears, thinking about the past, how good he was to me, my heart ached so much, and I cried uncontrollably again, and the pillow was already soaked with my tears.
I told myself that this was the last time I shed tears for him, and the last time I shed tears for a man.
From now on, I will never fall in love with anyone again!
***************************The Hot Little Wife******************