Could it be that Mosjert hadn't come back since he left last night? Even if he hadn't come back, his phone wouldn't be able to get through.
The more I thought about it, the more I became more irritable, but then I felt sleepy again.
After struggling for a night, she hadn't closed her eyes. She was already very tired and almost reached her limit.
She was afraid of closing her eyes, and she was afraid that once she closed, she would never be able to open it again...
I tried to call Mosjer's cell phone again, but no one answered.
Disappointedly, she threw her cell phone aside, put herself in the quilt, comforting herself: Mosjue didn't know her illness, maybe she was in a meeting, and she didn't answer the phone.
As the sun rose outside the window, the person on the bed was finally trapped and defeated and slowly closed his eyes.
In the dream, the god of death is slowly approaching her.
She roared, she roared, she cried, she ran, but she couldn't get rid of the god of death who was following her tightly.
Until she ran until her legs became weak and she fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a pair of familiar shoes appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw Moslew standing in front of her.
Tears were like pearls with broken threads, uncontrollable. She hugged Mosjue tightly and cried heartbrokenly.
But Mosjue, who appeared in front of her, became very strange at this moment.
She opened her mouth, but what she wanted to say was in her throat and could not make any sound.
Suddenly, Mossor lowered his head and kissed her lips. Something slipped into her mouth, choking her and coughing.
He reached out to wipe away the tears from Mu Shuiling's eyes, lowered his head, kissed her eyes, nose, face, and finally her mouth...
"Sir." I couldn't stand the cruel scene, and Churin suddenly spoke.
Mosjue, who was called back to his senses, stood up, stared at Mu Shuiling for a long time, clenched his fists, and walked away from the room step by step.
Cheng Lin sighed deeply, looked at Mu Shuing on the bed, looked at Mosjue, who showed his true love, turned around and wiped his tears secretly.
Leave the room and gently bring the door with you.
"When she wakes up, leave the divorce agreement to her." Mosjue's voice was very dull when he turned his back to Cheng Lin.
But his trembling body betrayed his emotions at this moment.
"Sir..." Cheng Lin gritted his teeth and held back his tears. The words came to his mouth, but they stopped suddenly.
Mossjue stood quietly, suddenly without saying anything.
Cheng Lin, who had been with him for more than ten years, knew very well at this moment how much psychological struggle he had made before he made this decision.
How sad it was at this moment, Cheng Rin felt it clearly.
This is the first time I have seen the Lord, who has revealed his true feelings.
Two big men stood at the entrance of the stairs, darkness covered the surroundings, and everything was silent.
After a long time, Cheng Rin spoke up and broke the silence, "Sir, aren't you really waiting for her to wake up?"
In the darkness, crystal liquid was slowly dripping from Moscow's cheeks.
Responding to Cheng Lin was the heavy footsteps.
Mossor... left.
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Men are not without tears. They just hide their emotional world very well. And when they cry for a woman, it is enough to prove that they... are in love.
(You guess, what will Mu Shuiling react in the future? Will he sign the divorce agreement? Qiqi swears that this is the last point of abuse. In addition to the next one or two chapters, the rest will definitely recover.