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Chapter 1261 How much did you sell it for?

 "What, did she break up with you?"

Qiao Yicheng did not answer Wang Mo's question, but asked: "Do you want to hear how we met?"

The more introverted a person is, the more they want to find someone to talk to when they encounter this kind of thing.

In Qiao Yicheng's view, Wang Mo is very suitable to talk about. Although he grew up with him and knows him very well, Wang Mo's job is in Yanjing and he can't go back to Jinling several times a year, so he just let him know.

Wang Mo knows his secret, but it’s actually nothing.

But these things made Qiao Yicheng very uncomfortable, and he was eager to find someone to talk to.

Qiao Yicheng's eyes fell into memories.

"The first time I met her was when I was tutoring her on her homework. At that time, she had just failed the college entrance examination, and her mother asked me to be her tutor. When I first met her, the afternoon sun shone on her

Her face was covered with a golden light, especially when she looked back at me, my heart seemed to have stopped beating..."

Following Qiao Yicheng's description, Wang Mo walked into the world of him and Wen Ju'an. It was a warm and romantic world, a world that belonged to both of them alone.

After hearing how the two of them met, how they liked each other, and how they established their relationship...

There are explanations from the parties involved, which are more detailed than in the plot.

"So you are considered lovelorn, treating me like a trash can to express your feelings?"

Qiao Yicheng, who was a little sad at first, became a little angry when he heard Wang Mo's words.

"Yes, I came here to vent my emotions to you!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yicheng found that he didn't seem as angry as before. When he saw Wang Mo opposite, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he knew that he was doing it on purpose.

The two looked at each other and smiled, clinked a glass and took a sip of wine.

"After listening to your story, I know that you are a concubine, but her mother objected to you being together. For this reason, she moved from Jinling to Yanjing, so everything is her mother's fault. It's just that you don't understand why.

When we meet again, you will become strangers, right?"

"Yes, I know I'm not good enough for her, and her mother looks down on me, so I'm not angry at all, but I really don't understand her doing this!" Qiao Yicheng said decadently.

"Why don't you understand this? Didn't you say that her mother got divorced because she looked down on her father? She has witnessed the love between her parents since she was a child, and then thinks about herself, how can she, a little girl, dare to take such a step forward?

At that point, aren't you and her just like the epitome of her parents?"

Qiao Yicheng said excitedly: "But she is different from her mother. She is not the kind of person who dislikes poverty and loves wealth."

Wang Mo said helplessly: "Qiao Yicheng, can you be more mature? I used to think you were quite mature, but why did you become so childish when things happened to you?

She is not yet 0 years old, do you know that her personality will not change in the future? Even if she never changes, in her concept, couples with too big a gap in status are destined to have no good results in the future. This

Don’t you understand the truth?”

Qiao Yicheng said confusedly: "Is identity and status really so important in this world? Doesn't love have nothing to do with anything else and only have something to do with two people?"

This is why the authorities are obsessed with seeing things clearly, and there are many things Qiao Yicheng cannot understand when he is in the middle of the situation.

"What you are talking about is the love in the Book of Songs. It is just beautified. In fact, love is the tea, rice, oil, salt and vinegar in the lives of two people, and it is the sophistication of people in life. Otherwise, no matter how fresh love is, in the face of these things, in the end

They will become like garbage and can be thrown away everywhere.

Take me for example, you also said that Xiang Nanfang is so good to me, why do I keep hanging on to her?

It’s not that I’m immersed in it, but it’s because our families are so different.

Even if I can manage the relationship between me and her, will my parents and her parents, my brothers and sisters and her brothers and sisters get along well?

If the two of us are cold-blooded people who don't value family, we can just live our small lives regardless of the feelings of our loved ones.

But it's a pity that neither she nor I are that kind of person. She will be negatively affected by her family members, and I will also be affected by their family members' prejudice against her.

It is not that I have no feelings for her over the years, but until I have the ability to balance the gap between the two families, I will not take that step easily. Otherwise, let alone being lovers, I am afraid we will eventually become lovers.

Enemy."

After listening to Wang Mo's words, Qiao Yicheng remained silent for a while.

"I used to think that I was mature enough. After all, I have been supporting my family since I was a child, but today I realized that compared to you, my maturity is a bit ridiculous." Qiao Yicheng laughed at himself.

Said.

"Well, don't be sentimental. Now that something has happened, we can only face it bravely. The sun will rise again tomorrow morning, and the new day will not come even a second late because of you yesterday.<

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The two of us are incompatible with each other, and to be honest, we have some things in common. The girls we like all come from wealthy families, so we both have good taste!"

While chatting and drinking, the two of them got drunk before they knew it, and Heyi fell asleep in the hotel.

While they were drinking, no one knew that a girl had gone to the place she had made an appointment with Qiao Yicheng in the middle of the night.

But when she arrived at the place, she only saw a flower branch left on the ground that had no petals.

Tears immediately came out. She knelt down, picked up the flower branches, and imagined the blooming flowers in her mind.

This girl is Wen Ju'an. When her mother saw Wen Ju'an going out after get off work, she was very tough and refused to let her go out. She has lived under the high pressure of her mother since she was a child. At this time, Wen Ju'an did not dare to resist, so she had to wait until her mother Only when she fell asleep did she dare to run out.

But it was too late. Qiao Yicheng waited for her here for a full hour, ranging from full of joy to despair. In the end, he only left a branch with all the petals removed.

In the silent night, Wen Ju'an knelt on the ground, holding the flower branches helplessly, as if her heart had died at this moment.

After getting up the next day, although Qiao Yicheng seemed to be fine on the surface, he could occasionally see a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

It was already afternoon when I sent Qiao Yicheng to the train.

After coming out of the train station, Wang Mo thought for a while and finally went to the address where Qiao Yicheng went yesterday.

Wang Mo knocked for a long time but no one opened the door. Wang Mo originally thought that he came at the wrong time and there was no one at home.

But at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a girl with disheveled hair appeared in front of Wang Mo.

Although her hair is messy, it is still difficult to hide her delicate appearance, but at this time, her red and swollen egg-like eyes all illustrate the sadness and despair of the owner.

He looked at Wang Mo with empty eyes, as if the owner of these eyes had no expectations for this colorful world.

She didn't ask Wang Mo who he was looking for, nor did she immediately close the door when she saw that she didn't recognize Wang Mo, but just looked at him like this.

"Are you Wen Ju'an?" Wang Mo asked.

When she heard her name being called, the girl's eyes seemed to glow, but she still didn't speak.

Wang Mo took out a letter, handed it to her and said, "Qiao Yicheng left just now. This is what she left for you. Let me deliver it."

Hearing the name Qiao Yicheng, the girl's eyes finally brightened up, and she snatched it away. Wang Mo didn't care about her attitude.

After watching Ten Lines at a Glance, Wen Ju'an, who had no tears at all, shed tears again, but this time they were tears of happiness.

She looked at Wang Mo expectantly and asked, "Is this really what he gave me?"

Wang Mo nodded and said: "Of course, you have your difficulties, but he also has his difficulties, and you also know his family. The whole family relies on him, and he can't be selfish and leave with you.

That’s it. So where you go from here is up to you to decide.”

At this moment, Wen Ju'an seemed to have grown a lot. She shed tears and said: "Since he is unwilling to give up on me, then I am also willing to fight for our future. Thank you for sending the letter!"

Wang Mo didn't know if what he was doing was right, and whether Wen Ju'an's character could finally get together with Qiao Yicheng, but after all, they were their first loves, and Wang Mo didn't want to see them end like this.

Qiao Yicheng returned to Shamao Lane. Before he could reach his door, he met Xiang Nanfang at the entrance of the alley who was about to visit Aunt Wu.

After seeing Qiao Yicheng, Xiang Nanfang greeted him naturally and asked, "Looking at you, are you traveling far away?"

"Well, I just came back from Yanjing."

Hearing the word Yanjing, Xiang Nanfang's eyes lit up even more, and she asked eagerly: "Then have you gone to see Wang Mo?"

Qiao Yicheng nodded and said, "I went. When I got on the bus, it was the same station he sent me to."

"Then...how is he? Has he gained weight? Is he usually busy at work?"

Xiang Nanfang's series of questions confused Qiao Yicheng.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she laughed first.

"I'm sorry, I'm so rude. I haven't seen him for a long time and I miss him a little too much." Xiang Nanfang said very embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, this is human nature. Who in the whole Shamao Alley doesn't know your infatuation for him. He has a good job and life, and he is a little fatter than before. Don't worry."

"Then did he mention me, or did he ask you to say something?" Xiang Nanfang looked at Qiao Yicheng expectantly.

Seeing the expectant look in her eyes, although Wang Mo didn't say anything before leaving, Qiao Yicheng still said: "As I said, I told him that you come to visit Aunt Wu every week, and he asked me to tell you when he found out,

You said you have just started working, so you should pay more attention to your own work. Aunt Wu doesn’t need to come here so often."

Hearing Qiao Yicheng's words, Xiang Nanfang said with some joy: "Thank you Qiao Yicheng, I see that you have been in trouble all the time, so you should go home as soon as possible!"

Seeing Xiang Nannan happily going to Aunt Wu's house with something in his hand, Qiao Yicheng thought of the girl beside Wang Mo when he met him.

They are separated in two places, which is prone to problems. There is also a girl with evil intentions watching Wang Mo all the time.

Although Qiao Yicheng believed in Wang Mo, he was afraid that Wang Mo would not be able to control himself and do something that would disgrace Xiang Nanfang.

So Qiao Yicheng stopped her.

"Xiang Nanfang!"

Xiang Nanfang looked back at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have anything else to do?"

"Actually, there's nothing wrong. If you have time recently, you'd better go and see Wang Mo!"

After Qiao Yicheng finished speaking, he left. His rambling words gave Xiang Nanfang a bad feeling.

Xiang Nanfang would definitely stay for dinner when she came to Aunt Wu's house on weekdays, but today she always thought of Qiao Yicheng's words and felt a little uneasy. In the end, she just sat for a while and left first on the grounds of work.

Soon it was New Year's Day, and the next day was a legal holiday. At this time, Wang Mo and his colleagues in the unit had more smiles on their faces than usual. Those who had no work to do were chatting with each other about where to go during the holidays.

topic.

At this time, Bai Lu, dressed in a windbreaker, came to Wang Mo again, and she actually held a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

After coming in, Bai Lu greeted everyone very familiarly, as if she were a family member. Others looked at her and Wang Mo ambiguously.

"I gave it to you. We have a holiday tomorrow. How about I treat you to a big dinner tonight?" Bai Lu said with a look of amazement.

Wang Mo frowned and said: "Senior sister, I told you this a long time ago..."

Before Wang Mo could finish speaking, Bai Lu snatched his words and said: "We have nothing to do with each other. I know this. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I will send you flowers. This can be considered a normal exchange between friends. This is

Is something wrong?"

Everything Wang Mo wanted to say was finished by Bai Lu, what else could he say!

But he still said: "You can take this flower. What do I look like as a grown man holding a bouquet of flowers?"

Bai Lu picked it up again with a smile on her face, and said with a smile: "Then I will treat it as a gift from you!"

Wang Mo was really defeated by Bai Lu's shamelessness. He had experienced all kinds of women, but this was the first time he encountered her.

When Wang Mo was about to say something, suddenly there was a knock on the door, and then a familiar voice came.

"Excuse me, does Wang Mo work here?"

This voice has been accompanying Wang Mo in the past few years. How could he forget it?

Wang Mo stood up in a hurry, and then he saw that it was Xiang Nanfang at the door.

"South? Why are you here?"

After saying that, he walked over quickly. Anyone could see the joyful mood. Naturally, Bai Lu could also see it, and she also recognized this school girl whom she had met a few years ago.
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Xiang Nannan said with a smile on his face: "It's holiday soon, so I took a day off in advance to come and see you."

Although he was sitting on a soft sleeper, he only wanted to see Wang Mo quickly along the way. How could Xiang Nanfang rest well? Naturally, there was a tired look on his face.

Wang Mo complained: "Why didn't you call me in advance so that I could pick you up?"

There are telephones in Wang Mo's office. Although they cannot be used privately, it is understandable that they occasionally call for personal use.

End of this chapter


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