"What follow-up?" Wang Mo didn't understand Zhao Qian's meaning very much, and was even surprised.

"You know what I'm talking about." Zhao Qian bulged her mouth and said angrily.

Looking at Wang Mo, Zhao Qian stared at the TV with her eyes tightened: "What if I get pregnant?"

"How is that possible?"

"What if!" Zhao Qian's body trembled slightly when she said this.

"It's not 100% possible to contraceptive after taking medicine. You have seen it. This is my first time. If there is such an accident, it must be yours. You said a lot, but there is no word about it. I am only 19 years old and still a student. How should I face it? Don't kidnap me in the way of adults, I can't bear it!"

The conversation eventually became subtle. From the beginning, the results the two people wanted were different, so the discussion could not overlap, and even stimulated each other and became burning pain.

"What do you mean by saying that?" Wang Mo looked at Zhao Qian, and his heart ached faintly.

His throat rolled, and the soft light in Wang Mo's heart dispersed unhappily.

"Then I ask you, you must have regretted coming to Nanjing now, right?"

"Yes!" Zhao Qian answered stiffly and resolutely, with a harsh voice.

The damage is always on both sides. While the dagger penetrates you into the intestines and belly, he also twitches in a pool of blood. The breath of death is so close! Every moment of breath seems so difficult.

The room is getting colder and colder, maybe it is the power of the air conditioner, maybe it is the heavy rain tonight, maybe it is because our hearts are getting farther and farther away, and we can no longer find any warmth in each other.

"I can't accept such a result." Wang Mo said coldly, his face no longer had the humility and shame he had before, his cold eyes tightened slightly, and a hint of arrogance climbed up his neck, quietly submerging him.

"I am a person with strong self-esteem. Even if I did something wrong, I deserve to die. You can give me any conditions and beat me and scold me. But I can't accept such a result! Your intention to kill."

"Your self-esteem has nothing to do with me." Zhao Qian said coldly, and after saying that, he sneered: "It's so ridiculous. You want to talk to me, but you are not allowed to talk about this. So what do you want me to tell you? Are you in good health?"

The colors of shame and anger filled the deep eyes. Wang Mo stared at the TV set in front of him, his body trembling slightly.

"Zhao Qian, I know that my behavior and I have disappointed you. You should hate me, and I should also be punished, but I don't want such punishment. If you seek benefits and avoid harm, I know that if you hate me, I will force myself to forget you and what happened here. Really, I am a person with mental cleanliness and cannot tolerate filth. I will talk to you tonight, and I also want to ease the conflict with you. I actually like you very much. I have liked you since I saw you. You came to me with trust, and I should take good care of you and give you a good impression, a beautiful and unforgettable life journey, which is also very important to me. I don't know why I indulge myself in making such mistakes. This is also a disaster for me. Not only can I face you, but I can't face myself. I have always been a person with strong self-esteem and strict self-respect. Your attitude and personality I give me, I..."

"Wang Mo!" Zhao Qian interrupted him impatiently, turned his face and said to Wang Mo: "I think our conversation should be over. As soon as you enter the door, you will talk about your own interests. No matter what you say, you will be kind to me for thirty or fifty years, or ask me if you don't regret coming to Nanjing after asking me, sometimes you will say that you should forget me if you seek profit and avoid harm, and sometimes you will say that your self-esteem collapses... These things are nothing to do with mirage and moon. I don't know what you born in the 1990s think, anyway, anyway

I am not as naive as you imagined. What I hope now is to end this trip that I shouldn't have. As for that matter, I have already said that I can pretend that nothing has happened, so if you leave this door, don't mention it again. After this matter is over, I will not use it to threaten you with anything, nor do I want you to feel superior because of this. In a few years, you should get married and have children, and I will also find my own boyfriend. If you go deeper, it will not be a good thing for anyone."

"Wang Mo, aren't you going to talk? The above is the result of our conversation today." Zhao Qian said and pointed to the door, Leng Jedi reminded: "When we left this door tonight, the matter between us was written off!"

The echoes of pounding seemed to echo in my ears, and the sounds were constantly scattering, tortureing you over and over again in this warmly decorated homestay room.

Wang Mo's fingers trembled slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body.

For a moment, he wanted to pounce on him and subdue the girl who stabbed him one by one on his own self-esteem, kissed her, xx, told her that what I said had been misinterpreted by you to the point of being unrecognizable.

For a moment, Wang Moxiang hugged the girl tightly, howling at the top of his lungs, begging with sobs, and just wanted to tell her that what he wanted to say was actually like you and wanted to give you a love.

There was another moment when Wang Mo wanted to slap her loudly. Why, the result of today's conversation cannot be that we have a romantic relationship? This is the result of the conversation that Wang Mo wants.

However, in the end, Wang Mo lost to inferiority. He was not worthy of talking about love in front of Zhao Qian, and was not qualified to give this 19-year-old girl born in the 2000s a complete love. Even if there was no such thing, even if it was not a distance of more than 1,600 kilometers.

The variety show on the TV was finished, and it seemed that the conversation between the two people finally came to an end.

The sound of the TV commercials is always suddenly high and deafening. Zhao Qian picked up the remote control next to the pillow, and at this time Wang Mo also stood up, walked out of the room coldly, lonely, and cruelly.

He brought the door to the room,

Zhao Qian's hand holding the remote control was a little stiff, and the volume slid to the lowest point.

For a moment, the room was extremely quiet, as if it was locked in a glass bottle, and the sound of tears falling was so clear and identifiable.

There are no roses, no romantic walks by the river, no night of the bridge pier without Nanjing eyes, no snuggling shoulder to shoulder...

Is this the love that you have traveled thousands of miles to come?

Zhao Qian wiped her face unscrupulously, with mottled tears soaked on her sleeves.

She didn't know why she had to say those mean words, nor did she know that she was not only hurting that man, but also hurting this long-awaited first encounter.

Perhaps just as I said, when they walked out of this room, their relationship was written off. But what was written off was not only the dirty and pain, but also the longing and longing that had been day and night for the past two years.
Chapter completed!