Zhou Yifu looked at Mu Ying and suddenly shed tears.
Mu Ying was startled, and hurriedly tried to wipe his tears, but then she stopped her hand, only handed over a handkerchief, and whispered: "Don't be like this, seriously."
When Zhou Yifu saw her actions, he felt a burst of sadness, anger and grievance.
He liked her so much that he risked his life and ran so far to find her. She was so angry that he cried, but she refused to wipe his tears.
In other words, she refused to wipe his tears because she had already thought of avoiding suspicion and making him give up.
He stared at Mu Ying sadly, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, and gritted his teeth, but he still could not feel any hatred.
Mu Ying was extremely embarrassed, scratched the back of her head, and her eyes were also red: "Otherwise, what do you want me to do?"
Zhou Yifu said: "Be with me and marry me."
"No, please be sensible and calm down."
Mu Ying's attitude was very firm. She smiled with difficulty and said coldly: "Just think that I don't really like you that much. Otherwise, we would have been together for so many years."
She was serious. Zhou Yifu saw this and was completely disappointed.
Finally he couldn't hold it back any longer and squatted down, burying his head on his knees and crying loudly on the unfamiliar streets of a foreign country.
He is still very young and full of vitality like a green pine.
Although he has been studying for many years, he does not have bad eyesight or hunched back like other scholars.
Even in such an awkward posture, the lines are very gentle and beautiful.
Mu Ying lowered her eyes and looked at his back quietly, her eyes full of tenderness and pity, but also more determined.
Although he is sleek and sophisticated, he actually values love and justice.
Even if he abandons his parents and family, forgets his dreams, and gives up his future, these three are not what he wants.
He will definitely not say anything regretful or say he doesn't want her.
Even if he suffers greatly from this in the future, he will definitely not show it. He will only stay by her side as always until he dies in depression.
That's not what she wants, and it won't be what he wants.
So it's better to let her come and take the initiative to make this decision for him and stop thinking about it.
In the years to come, when I occasionally think about it, it is always wonderful.
Mu Ying raised the corners of her lips and smiled: "Oh, I said, if you cry like this, you will get into trouble. What if the government finds out?"
If it had been anyone else, they would probably have said desperately when they were so excited: "Fuck it, you can do whatever you want."
But Zhou Yifu doesn't. He has always been calm, rational, tactful and sophisticated, and knows what to do is the best choice under any circumstances.
He stopped crying almost immediately, wiped his eyes hard twice, stood up, looked around vigilantly, and muttered: "Let's go!"
Although Mu Ying knew his temperament very well, she couldn't help but smile when she saw this.
She followed him and walked forward slowly. He didn't speak and she didn't speak either.
Zhou Yifu became very silent and a little confused.
A thief bumped into him and stole his wallet, and he didn't know it.
Mu Ying quickly caught the thief with quick eyes and hands, snatched back the purse, weighed it, and sighed: "I'm going to get some water to wipe your face."
Otherwise, going back like this will probably cause too much inconvenience and embarrassment.
Zhou Yifu didn't refuse, he sat blankly on the street and let her take care of her.
After finishing cleaning up, the two of them walked back to the inn one after another.
Zhong Nan crossed his arms and looked at the door. He didn't say anything when he saw them, so he turned around and walked in first.
Zhou Yifu's anger, which had subsided, suddenly aroused Lao Gao's anger at this moment.