Jinsi curled her lips, mocking herself and feeling lonely.
After a long while, she slowly stood up, wiped away her tears, took out her cell phone, and dialed Su Mo's number.
The call was answered quickly, and Su Mo's deep voice came over from the other side, faintly deep, "Sisi, are you okay?"
He had heard the news of Jin Mu's suicide one step ahead. He did not expect that Jin Mu would be so extreme and commit suicide as soon as he left. This was all premeditated.
It was obvious what she wanted to do.
When Su Mo heard the news from White, his heart was shocked.
He understands the principle of pre-emptive strike.
Jin Mu's move was not cruel, it hit Jin Sisi's weak spot directly.
As for Jin Mu, even he himself was not sure whether Jin Sisi would trust him again, because she had chosen Jin Mu and abandoned him too many times. He really wasn't even 30% sure.
No, that's extremely sad.
So he didn't dare to call Jin Sisi for fear of hearing decisive and cold words from her mouth.
There is almost nothing he dares not to do in his life, but because of a golden thread, he worries about gain and loss, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Jin Sisi didn't answer, but spoke quickly and coldly. Even through the phone, the coldness penetrated through one by one, breaking through the remaining half-thirty of Su Mo's heart.
"I have something to tell you. See you at Dihao."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, leaving only a long and cold voice in her ears.
Su Mo's hand still held the phone, and he tightened his hand little by little. The square edges of the phone hurt his hand, but he didn't notice it at all.
Jin Sisi's attitude and cold words were enough for him to understand.
It was already the worst situation between them.
Jin Sisi did not choose to believe him, and once again stood on her mother's side.
Su Mo's black eyes instantly darkened, and his thin lips pursed tightly. The next second, the phone in his hand was hit hard and it suddenly became shattered.
Dihao.
Jin Sisi chose a corner seat next to the window in the restaurant on the second floor. Although she knew that what she and Su Mo would discuss next could not be exposed to others, but if she chose a private room, only two people would be left.
, she didn’t know if she could persist until the end.
In the restaurant on the second floor, there is a small screen between each booth. It is also a semi-enclosed space. It not only allows them to talk without being affected, but also allows her to always remind herself that the play has begun.
If you do it, you must perform it well and not give up halfway.
Su Mo came very quickly. As soon as he appeared, the entire hall was filled with an extreme sense of depression. He strode closer, his tall body came in front of her, and the haze he carried all over his body was clearly visible.
Jinsisi's eyelids didn't even move, she lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally stabilized the trembling in her voice, "You're here."
Su Mo sat down opposite her, his dark eyes staring intently at her calm face, his voice dropped to an extremely deep level, "If you come to me to talk about your mother's suicide..."
"Su Mo, let's break up."
Jin Sisi interrupted him decisively and blurted out one sentence.
Her words were cold and firm, and even these words were spoken so smoothly, as if she had practiced them in her mind thousands of times.