Mo Yurou felt that this posture was not suitable for talking about the following topics, and she wanted to stay away from Xiao Zichen.
But how could Xiao Zichen let Mo Yurou leave? Instead of letting go of Mo Yurou, he moved up a little, making it harder for Mo Yurou to leave.
"Yurou, tell me, what are you hesitating about? Are you worried about me, or do you have no confidence in yourself? Mo Yao is no longer a problem between us, why are you still running away like this?"
"No, Zichen, if Jiang Moyao was healthy today, it would indeed not be a problem between us, but it is different now. You know when I learned about her condition in the hospital just now, the first thought in my mind was
What? I actually feel very guilty and remorseful."
Mo Yurou had a sad look on her face and spoke in a sad voice.
"Zi Chen, I hate myself a little now. I have always despised those third parties who break up other people's feelings. In fact, I am not the same. If I hadn't been unruly and willful at the beginning, thinking that I could compete fairly, in fact I did interfere in your feelings.
.If it weren’t for me, maybe you and Ms. Jiang now have children, maybe she is enjoying all your love now, has a happy marriage, a happy family, and lives a carefree life. How could she have
Depression.”
Mo Yurou felt like she had become the kind of person she despised.
When she first fell in love with Xiao Zichen, she said a lot about fair competition. Indeed, her love was vigorous and unabashed.
But now it seems that the unloved person in a relationship is the third party, and there is no fair competition. What's more, she did use some means to cause Jiang Moyao to misunderstand.
Seeing Mo Yurou blaming herself so much, Xiao Zichen felt very sad.
Xiao Zichen finally sat up, but he did not let go of Mo Yurou, but held her in his arms.
"Yurou, let the past go, okay? We all paid the price for that experience. We should look forward instead of living in the regrets of the past. Don't you accept my advice now?
Love, can Jiang Moyao's illness be cured? If you don't stay with me, will I be with Jiang Moyao? You are the only one in my heart now, and you are the only one I love. Without you, I won't be able to do it.
If you fall in love with someone else, you won't be with Jiang Moyao just because of guilt, you know?"
Xiao Zichen was a little scared. He was afraid that because of this incident, he and Mo Yurou would be in the same situation as before. He was afraid that Mo Yurou would reject him, and even more afraid that Mo Yurou would leave silently.
Leaning in Xiao Zichen's arms, Mo Yurou could feel the man's hot feelings, but she was always worried in her heart. She didn't know how long a person's relationship could last.
Xiao Zichen once loved Jiang Moyao so much. Even after marrying her, he still loved Jiang Moyao in his heart. But in the end, it gradually faded away. How long can this relationship between them last?
Thinking of these, Mo Yurou suddenly pushed Xiao Zichen away. She didn't want to get lost in this gentle countryside. What she wanted was a firm relationship that would not be affected in any way, and there were too many uncertain factors between her and Xiao Zichen.
There are many, not just Jiang Mo Yao.
"Xiao Zichen, give me some time, okay? I'm really confused right now. Too many things have happened recently. I have to think about it. You should go back to your room first."
With that said, Mo Yurou sat up from the bed and moved away from Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen saw Mo Yurou's melancholy expression. Although there were thousands of things he wanted to say, the words finally came to his lips and he couldn't.
Xiao Zichen sat up from the bed, glanced at Mo Yurou beside him, then stood up, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and directly hugged Mo Yurou in his arms.
Just when Mo Yurou was about to struggle, Xiao Zichen held down Mo Yurou's head, put her head against his chest, and said.
"Just give me a hug, Yurou, can you feel the heartbeat here? I don't know when it started. Every time it beats, it's beating for you. I can give you time, but I hope you will ask questions before you consider everything.
Ask yourself, do you still love me? I hope our love can overcome everything."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen let go of Mo Yurou and touched Mo Yurou's head with such gentleness and care, such pampering and care.
"Good night."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen turned and left Mo Yurou's bedroom.
It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that Mo Yurou came back to her senses. Looking at the empty room and the traces of Xiao Zichen lying on the bed, Mo Yurou no longer felt sleepy.
Mo Yurou was sitting on the rocking chair by the window. The night was extraordinarily bright tonight, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, adding a touch of warmth to the cold night. But at this moment, Mo Yurou could only feel
Boundless loneliness and coldness.
Mo Yurou's heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, wandering between love and non-love. Whenever she wanted to make up her mind to cut off everything, Xiao Zichen's sweet words and tenderness would flash before her eyes.
The next day, Mo Yurou walked out of the bedroom with a pair of dark circles under her eyes and walked to the dining room. She saw Xiao Zichen sitting at the dining table. She hesitated for a moment, but walked over anyway.
"Good morning."
Mo Yurou said hello calmly, Xiao Zichen looked at Mo Yurou tenderly, and frowned slightly when he saw her tired face.
"Didn't you sleep well?"
Mo Yurou didn't respond. She looked at the milk in front of her, thought about it, and then said to Wu Ma.
"Wu Ma, make me a cup of coffee."
After hearing this, Wu Ma went to the kitchen to give Mo Yurou strong coffee.
When Xiao Zichen saw that Mo Yurou was a little distant from him, he felt bad and his voice became a little lower.
"If you are too tired, just rest at home today! It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so I will stay with you."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yurou became a little curious and raised her head to ask.
"Aren't you going to the hospital?"
Xiao Zichen shook his head directly.
"I have asked Mingyu to call Mo Yao's mother. She will be here at noon today. There are also professional nurses at the hospital."
Xiao Zichen's attitude was very clear, and he also wanted Mo Yurou to stay by his side with peace of mind.
But Mo Yurou didn't think so. She put down the bowl in her hand and said seriously.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about my feelings. She is in the hospital now. It will be better for her condition if you stay with her at this time."
Women always mean what they say, and even if they feel bad about it, they still want to be generous. Even Mo Yurou is no exception. She is obviously worried about everything in her heart, but she still says something that goes against her heart.
At this time, Xiao Zichen's expression became serious. He stood up, walked to Mo Yurou, and sat down next to her.
"Yurou, I have made a decision a long time ago. Even if Jiang Moyao really suffers from depression because of our relationship, then I will hire the best psychiatrist for her and create the best treatment environment for her.
But I will never be a part of it. I can properly cooperate with the doctor's treatment, but I can't spend all my time on her. I also have the life I want, and I also have the company I want.