Chapter 77 You deserve it. "Which country are you going to?" Mo Mi raised her lips slightly and asked thoughtfully.
He smiled happily without concealing it, raised his head and looked at Jiang Han, "Han, what do you think?"
Jiang Han pursed his lips, thought for a few seconds, put his hands on his hips and said, "Of course I'm going to the Green Water Village that I contracted for. Not only is there my land and villa, but also my... woman." He naturally thought of Xia Cao.
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"Tch." Mo Mi immediately hissed, took a few steps towards him, and kicked his legs moderately, "Who is your woman over there?"
"Summer grass." He affirmed without hesitation.
"She... uh..." Hearing her name, Mo Mi didn't know what to say. Thinking about her figure, he turned his head, threw away the racket and walked to the rest area, while saying expressionlessly: "When I go there
, call me." Yinluo flipped up her slightly long chestnut hair, took off her sportswear and put on fashionable clothes, and left chicly, "I'm going back to bed first."
"Nuo, do you still want me to fight with you?" Jiang Han glanced at Mo Mi's back and looked at Ouyang Nuo who was still sitting on the ground, and asked very loyally.
Ouyang Nuo was silent for a few seconds, smiled lightly, shook his head, "Han, thank you, you don't have to accompany me anymore, you can go back to sleep."
"Between friends, there is no need to say thank you." Jiang Han said with a smile of course. He approached him and sat down next to him carelessly. He took out a cigarette and lit it handsomely. He took a puff and looked at his
Face, put the cigarette in front of him, "If you have something on your mind, just smoke one."
"I have nothing to worry about." He waved his hand and said with a chuckle.
"Come on, you've got your worries written all over your face." Jiang Han said quickly.
"Haha..." He was speechless. He chuckled and took out a cigarette that he almost never smoked. After Jiang Han helped light the fire, he slowly started smoking.
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It was already 4 o'clock in the morning after leaving the za stadium and returning to the bedroom, but Ouyang Nuo still couldn't sleep. After taking a shower, he stood in front of the window wearing a white nightgown. He couldn't help but think of her. He forgot about the time and took out the pink movie.
Cell phone, dial her home phone number...
The result was very disappointing. No matter how many calls he made to her home phone number, there was no response.
It was almost six o'clock, and he was still standing in front of the window, holding the mobile phone, watching the sunrise in rare silence, feeling every ray of light in a quiet mood, slowly raising his hand, with the warmth of the morning sun.
Looking forward to it, I dialed her home phone number again...
This time, the call finally came through, but he was still quite disappointed because the person who answered the phone was not her.
"Hello, who are you? Who are you looking for?" Xia's mother, who got up early, answered the phone and asked softly on the other end.
"..." He had nothing to say. He was silent for a while and then hung up the phone. He waited until the warm morning light penetrated the window and shone warmly on his face before he dialed the phone again... This time, how much he hoped
, I can hear her voice.
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'Ding-dong-ding-ding-dong...'
The phone rang again. Xia Cao had just gotten up and looked at her mother who was busy in the kitchen. She walked in front of the phone, bit her lip, and waited for a while before answering the phone, "Hello..."
She finally answered the call. The second he heard her voice, Ouyang Nuo's heart beat nervously, and he said carefully and gently: "It's me, Ouyang Nuo."
Hearing his deep magnetic voice, Xia Cao was furious, and immediately frowned and said: "What do you want when you call me? Do you think I haven't been scolded and bullied by you enough?"
"I don't mean anything else." Hearing her increasingly excited words, he hurriedly explained on the other end of the phone. He was silent for a few seconds, looked at the gorgeous red sun, and said softly: "I... just want to hear your voice."
"..." Xia Cao was suddenly at a loss for words, and her heart trembled unexpectedly. After a while, she asked vigorously: "Are you seriously ill?"
"Yes..." He admitted without hesitation, "Because of you, I... am terminally ill."
"..." Xia Cao was once again speechless because of his unclear words. She was silent for a few seconds, cursed "you deserve it" and hung up the phone in a hurry, and then unplugged the phone line forcefully.
"..." Ouyang Nuo smiled melancholy on the other end of the phone, "I... indeed deserve it..."