But you can’t be like this after today. Live well when you should live, live well when you should, and build a career when you should, and you can’t indulge in this anymore.”
Mo Ye couldn't help but retort: "You are too cruel. You can't give me a break before the twenty-four hours are up."
How is it possible to force him to get better so soon?
Everything should have a head start, and at least give him some buffering time.
Bo Jinyan sat lazily on the bar, showing no sympathy for him at all, only the cruel reality: "You are sad one day, two days and one month. The result is the same anyway. You can do nothing but keep moving forward.
In this case you might as well come out quickly."
"So just give me half a day."
Mo Ye asked him coldly.
Bo Jinyan nodded calmly and said, "Half a day is enough. Although your life is still long, time is a very precious thing."
The most important thing is that he can almost predict that there is not much difference between Mo Ye being sad for one day and being sad for a month.
We have to face reality anyway, and since there is no solution, we can only face the bleak past.
As Mo Ye's good brother, he really couldn't help watching his friend degrade himself like this.
So he had to give him a hand when he was a brother.
And get it out as soon as possible.
Mo Ye looked at him speechlessly. He drank another glass of wine, but his tone was still firm: "I really can't get better in just a day or two."
"How long will it take you?" Bo Jinyan asked.
Mo Ye looked at him angrily, almost getting angry: "I said, I just want to stay quietly for a while to recover, and you won't let me do that?"
Bo Jinyan really refused to let it go. Anyway, the result is the same. What's the difference between using it one day and several days? Wake up as soon as possible so that you can plan well for the future.
Mo Ye stood up, not intending to talk to Bo Jinyan, and was about to walk away, but Bo Jinyan held down his shoulders and directly pinned him down.
Mo Ye let out a sigh. He knew that he was no match for Platinum Yan, so he said a little aggrievedly: "I really don't have any other ideas. I really just want to be quiet for a while, and don't want anyone to disturb me. Let me
After I figured it out, I naturally walked out. You and I have been brothers for many years. You don’t really think that I will trap myself to death, do you? How is this possible? "
Bo Jinyan chuckled lightly and said, "I know you can't, but I don't want you to see you like this. Don't you want to understand it all day long? So Mo Ye, you must get better as soon as possible."
Mo Ye sat weakly in his seat and asked him indifferently: "Okay, then let me ask you what would you do if it were you?"
If you were me, what would you do if Gu Luoqi encountered this situation? Will you be sad for a while like me, or will you regain your energy the next day and have time to unpack those things?
He also knew that he looked really ugly like this.
However, he really tried his best.
It is already very difficult for him to remain calm now.
For the rest, we really can't ask for too much from him.
To put it mildly, he also wanted to get out as soon as possible. The facts were before him and he was powerless to change them. 1 But he still couldn't help but feel sad and soft-hearted.