Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 23

Mo Xuan looked at the face of the man she had loved for so many years, it was gentle and perfect.Like the sunshine in winter, or, the beauty of thousands of pear trees blooming.

Is that how he fell?

"Go to my bedroom and talk." After all, he couldn't refuse.There is no way to refuse his every request.The so-called fate is probably like this, right?

Turning her head to look at Nangong Jiyan apologetically, "Jiyan, you sit down first."

The man showed a gentle smile, even his voice was full of pampering. "Don't hurt yourself."

Such eyes and voice belonged to such a gloomy and violent person.Seeing such a movement, Gu Xicheng felt a sudden unhappiness in his heart.


Followed behind Mo Xuan, walked into the bedroom, turned around and closed the door, blocking Nangong Jiyan's gaze from outside.

"Is there something wrong?" Mingming was so uneasy that he was about to die, but he still tried his best to pretend to be calm.

Gu Xicheng reached out to touch her face, but she dodged it.The outstretched hand froze in the air and could only be withdrawn embarrassingly.

"I'll take you home." It was his usual, faint voice.

Mo Xuan met his eyes, since she had decided to give up, she had to bravely face the man in front of her. "I've signed the divorce agreement."

"But I didn't sign." Interrupting Mo Xuan, he said flatly, "I said, I will never sign."

A firm, resolute voice.It made Mo Xuan feel dazed for a while.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." She turned her head and looked at the sky outside the window with a stubborn expression on her face.Gu Xicheng is familiar with this expression.

But at this moment, he clearly felt something was different.Whether the difference is his own mood or her look, even he himself is not quite clear.


After a while, Gu Xicheng said slowly, "It's related. If I don't sign it, you will still be my wife."

There was a wry smile on the corner of her lips, "Wife? Is it synonymous with warming the bed?" She clearly remembered that on the day she lost her child, Gu Xicheng said bitterly, "You are just a warming bed." of".That sentence became a wound in her heart that could not go away.

Gu Xicheng, who was in front of him, was slightly taken aback, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes. "No. The wife, my wife."

"Wife? Do you remember you and me as a wife? Every night I cook meals at home, wait for you to go back, and then eat those cold meals alone, where were you?" Her tears fell Come down, look at the man in front of you and growl hysterically.Too many grievances and sorrows accumulated in her heart, day after day, finally overwhelmed her.

"No, you didn't eat." It was Gu Xicheng's voice, not as indifferent as before, it seemed polite, but it was thousands of miles away from others.In that voice, there was obviously a little more emotion that she couldn't explain clearly.

He watched Mo Xuan raise her head, looked at him with surprised eyes, stretched out his hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little with his fingertips. "I know, you seldom eat. So I ask Mama Qin to bring you supper every night."


As a result, the line of defense that originally decided not to forgive collapsed in an instant.

She remembered that every night after he came back, Qin's mother would bring a bowl of supper, followed by his indifferent face and quiet voice, "I'm not hungry, you can eat." Yes, Gu Xicheng's slender fingers.

That's why Mother Qin said, he cares about himself, right?


(End of this chapter)