Five years later, the girl he cherished was actually afraid of him.

"A'an, I'm sorry." Mo Xun wanted to apologize and make amends.

"Can't you see? She doesn't want to." The bytes seemed to be spat out from between the teeth, and each word was extremely powerful.

A cold light flashed from Mo Kai and Shen Sui's eyes. Even though he was facing his elder brother who he always respected, there was only anger in his heart at this moment. "I will take him away. I will talk to you about the rest tomorrow."

Mo Kai's voice was cold and after finishing his words, he picked up Qiao An across his waist and strode away.

Mo Xun remained motionless, as if still.

Yun brocade.

Mo Kai carefully placed Qiao An on the sofa.

On the road just now, she was as quiet as a lifeless doll, just tilting her head and looking out the window blankly.

This kind of Qiao An is like a snowflake flying in the cold winter, cold and empty, as if it disappears when the wind blows.

Mo Kai's heart twitched and he couldn't look away from her for a second.

His throat tightened again and again, and thousands of emotions surged wantonly in his chest. In the end, he just held her gently in his arms.

Qiao An didn't resist and let him hold her, but her beautiful eyes never had focus from beginning to end, and they were vacant and dazed.

But at this moment, even after arriving home, she remained silent, just curled up in a corner of the sofa in a defensive posture.

Mo Kai suddenly... panicked.

It seemed like she was seeing the autistic Qiao An again a long time ago, who couldn't express her emotions and isolated him from her world.

With his heart tightening again and again, Mo Kai approached her and hugged her again, "An An, I'm sorry."

Want to say something to her.

But I don't know what to say.

After thinking about it over and over again, in the end I could only come up with this three-word sentence that has no real meaning.

For a long, long time, neither of them spoke.

It was so quiet in the room that you could hear a pin drop.

"Mo Kai."

After a long time, Qiao An calmly called out his name.

Mo Kai raised his eyes, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, "Huh?".

The drooping apricot eyes finally lifted up, the misty and moist eyes were clean and clear, shining with tiny light, like a sparkling lake... reflecting him.

Her long curly eyelashes trembled, and her red lips parted slightly, "Mo Kai, I have been standing there every day for the past three months." He raised his white and fair wrist lightly, pointed to a window in the living room, and spoke in a calm voice.

"I'm looking forward to you showing up downstairs, looking forward to you... coming home."

Mo Kai's chest tightened, and Qiao An's voice continued.

"I thought about a lot of reasons for you to leave, and there were all kinds of them. But in the end I told myself that you had no choice but to do it. And you are Mo Kai. Even if it is the most difficult situation, I believe that you will handle it properly and come back.

Come to me...Mo Kai, I believe in you more than I believe in myself."

Qiao An's voice became lower and lower, "But, I didn't expect that you gave up on me for such a...ridiculous reason."

To Qiao An, Mo Xun's actions were no less than an ice pick, and the remaining power of the ice pick did not dissipate so quickly. Instead, it had strong stamina and penetrated directly into the flesh.

However, in Qiao An's heart, Mo Kai who gave up on her made her even more unable to let go than Mo Xun.

Clear tears flowed down her cheeks, and the barely maintained smile on her face disappeared little by little, "In the past three months, I have not had the slightest idea of ​​questioning you. I have carefully hidden my love for you in my thoughts. But what about you?

, what am I in your eyes?"

Qiao An's voice was full of sorrow, "I am a living person, not something you can give away to show your brotherhood!"

Qiao An's words were no less than an extreme accusation. They were like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into Mo Kai's heart. His thin lips lost all color in an instant.

But he couldn't argue, all he could feel was the buzzing in the back of his head.

But these are not the most fatal things. The most fatal thing for Mo Kai is Qiao An’s last sentence——

"Mo Kai, loving you, is it... a mistake?"


Chapter completed!