Su Mo raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Su Jiayao in front of him. Yes, that's all you asked for.
However, it is difficult for me.
But, that doesn't matter anymore.
He slowly closed his eyes, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and said lightly: "Yao Yao, don't cry... You also know that when you cry, my heart will hurt you." [
After saying this, he swallowed his saliva and thought, Yaoyao had never cried like this before.
If his heart hadn't changed, maybe he would have forgiven her when she came back, and the two of them would have lived on like that.
But now, it's not like before.
Who can control his own heart?
If you can control it, can it be called love?
Su Mo lowered his eyes and sighed. After a long while, he said feebly: "You can do whatever you want. I will marry you."
It was already a month after those things happened when Su Mo met Jin Qiu again.
The news of his engagement spread like wings.
Although Jinqiu knew it, he didn't react much and continued to live his life calmly.
Go to work, get off work, sleep.
It seemed as if Su Mo and her were really over.
The next time she met him, Qiqi was hit by Fang Yiran and injured her earlobe. At that time, she was frightened and hurried to Qin Shi's hospital under Gu Bei's care.
Fortunately, the wound was not serious, and Jinyu had taken medicine, so who was there?
The man, who was as evil as a god, sat quietly beside the hospital bed, stretched out his hand, and kept holding Qiqi's hand.
Qiqi is very dishonest. Maybe the wound is itchy and she always reaches out to scratch it.
But the man held her carefully, lowering his head from time to time to check her earlobes to see if they were weighed down by her.
That kind of picture looks very gentle.
It seems that in the whole room, that woman is the only one he cares about.[