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Chapter 47 First Love 14: If Mo Xiaobei Breaks Up

An Ruo's little devil has completely broken through the shackles of love.

Yes, Mo Xiaobei is very hurt at the moment, but he is also very hurt himself.

Apart from Mo Xiaobei's calmness towards this relationship, his injury also came from Mo Xiaobei's tears. He knew that they were hurting each other now.

He wanted her to know that if he hadn't no choice: "Huang Lan is a very nice girl, pure and understanding, and the key is that she likes me very much."

An Ruo looked into Mo Xiaobei's eyes, trying to judge whether these words had enough lethality for her.

Huge disappointment hit her, and it turned out that he knew it all.

Mo Xiaobei was silent for a few seconds, she slowed down and controlled her emotions.

She looked at An Ruo very calmly: "So, you know Huang Lan has always liked you, right?"

If An didn't know that his next two words would completely destroy the relationship between them: "Of course."

"So, while you are expressing your love for me, you are enjoying her warmth. Do you enjoy it?" Mo Xiaobei continued to ask.

"You guys are so connected, that's why she dared to challenge me by giving you a unique black scarf in front of everyone?"

Mo Xiaobei was aggressive: "In order not to be discovered by others, she specially knitted three extra scarves to cover people's eyes and ears. It was really well-intentioned. Don't you find it particularly exciting?"

"I really can't handle the two women around you. One is green tea and weak, and the other is scheming and hypocritical." Mo Xiaobei sneered.

Mo Xiaobei's doubts and puzzles for so many days seemed to have been answered. The two of them were eyeing each other under her nose. She was disappointed, angry, and felt betrayed.

She wanted to vent all the emotions in her heart hysterically, but her reason told her to do so, which meant she cared.

Didn't An Ruo just ask her if she loves herself?OK, I have the answer for you.

The two people were not focusing on the same thing, if An Ruo didn't grasp the first half of Mo Xiaobei's sentence.

He just heard Mo Xiaobei slander his mother.

He was very disappointed in her: "How did you become like this? That's my mother, don't rely on my tolerance for you, and think you can speak bad words to my family."

Mo Xiaobei didn't want to argue anymore, she wanted to look An Ruo in the eyes and say something vicious.

But when she looked at him, she didn't have the courage to say: "Your feeling is right, I never liked you! Let alone love!".

When the words came to her lips, she swallowed them abruptly. Even if she didn't look at An Ruo, she still couldn't speak.

She turned and looked up at the night sky lit up by the fireworks.

With the end of every family's dinner, the fireworks in the sky are getting more and more lively and colorful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it is only a moment.

She sorted out her emotions, turned to An Ruo with a smile and said, "Go find the person who loves you."

"These years... Thank you!" She looked into An Ruo's eyes, and after saying this, she left without looking back.

This relationship is also very hard for her. If An treats her well these years, she always feels unreal.

Because fear is a friable bubble, she worries about gains and losses...

She gradually relied on An Ruo, she hated herself who was so deeply dependent on An Ruo, and was afraid that one day she would fall completely.

An Ruo's mother didn't like her either, knowing that they were in a relationship, she had to work hard to match An Ruo and Huang Lan. She was not a person who could please the elders.

On the other side of the school, An Ruo always has this Huang Lan who admires him by his side, greeting him with care.

She felt that it was really tiring to protect such a love, rather than worrying too much about gains and losses because of herself in the future.

Or for not being able to deal with family objections.

Or if Ann fails to resist the temptation around her and let this relationship change from red roses to mosquito blood, it is better to end at this moment.

An Ruo froze in place, not recovering for a long, long time.

He looked at the back of Mo Xiaobei leaving, his eyes were erratic, as if trying hard to remember what happened just now.

Boys mature later than girls, and because the environments in which the two grow up are completely different.

If An Ruo grew up in a honeypot, she could ask for anything, expressing her love warmly and straightforwardly.

Mo Xiaobei has experienced the heaviness beyond his age since he was a child, he has no desire for anything, and he is cautious when accepting love, so how can he express love.

When he was young, he thought that he could find the answer to things by stabbing the other party.

In the blooming season, she thought that the phrase "No one in the world understands you better than me." It is a heart-to-heart promise, since you understand me, you don't need to say more.

Helpless language, a magical thing, always lacks power and is not satisfactory when expressing love.

But when expressing harm, it is so sharp that it is more than less.

When Mo Xiaobei returned home, fortunately, everyone in the family went to visit neighbors.

She went back to her room and closed the door, unable to control her emotions anymore.

She leaned on the sliding door and sat on the ground, touching the deep nail marks left on her hands due to the extreme carving of herself.

Thinking of the little things I had with An Ruo over the years, her tears were like a faucet turned on...

The noise outside, the sound of firecrackers, and the fireworks that continue to shine outside the window belong to others, and she has nothing but herself.

No, there is still a heart that is intact due to An Ruo's repairs, but it has collapsed at this moment. Is there any possibility of repairing it in the future?
Is she so unworthy of being loved?
...

If An returned home in a daze, he couldn't hear what his parents were saying to him, and he went back to the room and closed the door like Mo Xiaobei tacitly.

He sat on the ground leaning on the sliding door, Mo Xiaobei would not forgive him, her last words were a farewell to their relationship over the years.

The tone is sincere and heartbreaking, and the back of leaving is lonely and determined.

Her "thank you" thanked An Ruo for everything she had done for her over the years.

It is said in medicine that when a person is greatly stimulated, his heart will be so painful that he can't breathe, so it is said that people will really be heartbroken.

On New Year's Eve, two childhood sweethearts and young people who love each other may feel the heartbreak for the first time in their lives.

I don't know if it's because they don't love each other enough, or they have extreme attachment to self-esteem when they are young.

Since then, they have reached a tacit consensus - not to disturb each other.

In Mo Xiaobei's eyes, An Ruo used the environment in which she grew up, the trauma in her heart, and her burdened family as weapons to accurately hit her vitals.

And completely denied her courage and determination in this relationship, leaving her no room to fight back and justify.

If An Ruo knew that he had given Mo Xiaobei the most fatal blow in his 20 years of life.

Her indifference and indifference to his feelings also made An Ruo disheartened, she was like a block of ice that could not be warmed or melted.

But now, he has become a dagger in Mo Xiaobei's heart.

If it is stuck there, the wound will never heal, and if it is pulled out, blood will splatter everywhere.

And what's more, he didn't have the courage to pull out the dagger.

All this made him think that he no longer had the ability to heal Mo Xiaobei.

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There are countless encounters in our life, not every encounter has an ending, but they all have their own missions and meanings.

(End of this chapter)