Ji Yao's nose was red, she looked at him with her head tilted, her lips were pursed with a hint of stubbornness, her head was lowered, and her shoulders were shrugging. It was so pitiful.

Mo Yanyu frowned and stretched out her hand to raise her chin. Ji Yao was forced to look up at him. Her face was completely exposed to Mo Yanyu's sight. Her slightly red eyes could no longer hide them.

"Why are you crying?" Mo Yanyu's eyes flashed slightly. He felt a little upset that he couldn't come out of his heart. His emotions were a little confused, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"You don't want me anymore, and you won't let me cry. It's wrong for me to vent my emotions... it's apart, Mo Yanyu... it's apart... it's apart... it's apart... it's dead."

Ji Yao cried so hard that she burped and accused him in grievance.

Then she turned her head in anger and broke free from his hand, but the tears fell down in pieces. She bit her lip, her body trembled slightly, and she cried so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Mo Yanyu's eyebrows hopped, and her temples hopped wildly a few times. Looking at her pitiful appearance, she felt compassion again.

His fingers moved unconsciously, lifted up little by little, stretched to Ji Yao's side face, and finally covered her side face, gently wiped away her tears.

He coaxed inertia, "Stop crying."

During the days they were together, he had done this movement countless times, and he was so skillful that he had almost no need to think about it, and he had already made movements.

However, it was this subconscious action that made Ji Yao cry even more, like a disassembled faucet, which was out of control and could not stop.

His fingers were slightly cool and his movements were a little unfamiliar. He gently wiped away the tears from his face, and there was even a trace of obvious heartache in his eyes.

Ji Yao could no longer control her. She knew it was not good, but what could she do?

Just a familiar action, a slightly gentle action, is enough to make her ignore the consequences

Just like three years ago, she knew she was useless, but in front of him, as long as he showed a little bit of heartache or gentle expression, she felt irresistible.

"Yanyan, wouldn't we break up?"

Her voice was a little choked, and her beautiful face was covered with tears, and she kept repeating this sentence.

"People should always grow up. If you think about it carefully, you will realize that you have not had three years without me, and you will be here too, even better than when I was by your side." Mo Yanyu suddenly realized his disobedience, fisted, clenched his fists, suddenly retracted his hand, and carried it behind him.

Ji Yao pounced on him regardless of the drums and hugged him, with a heavy nasal voice, "No, not good at all. How could I live well without you?"

She didn't know if everyone else could be as calm and self-sustaining as Mo Yanyu, but she couldn't do it. She liked him so much that she couldn't do it herself, and just heard that he broke up, she felt so distressed that she couldn't breathe.

"Mo Yanyu, how can you do this? You don't count if you have passed, right?"

"How can you be so heartless? Why don't you want me? Why don't you want me? Have I done something wrong? I will be obedient in the future. Can you not leave me?"

Asked questions, there were again at the bar entrance, and soon there were people watching in groups of three or three. Those people looked at Mo Qingsanrao with subtle eyes.

Especially when a very good-looking man holds a girl with pear blossoms in his arms, he says such misunderstandings.

There is also an extremely beautiful girl standing beside her, and anyone can't help but want to make up for a bloody drama.

Mo Qing didn't care about the subtle gazes of other people. She had known Yaoyao for almost two and a half years. This was the first time she heard Ji Yao questioning with a hint of despair and loneliness, although she felt more aggrieved inside and outside.

But it makes people feel very distressed when they hear it, and they want to go up and carry her into their arms.

For the first time, I had the idea of ​​blaming my brother.

Mo Yanyu felt that Ji Yao was his nemesis, whether it was three years ago or now. Except for Momo, he seemed to be always giving in front of her. With the beginning, he was out of control.

He wanted to push her away, but this time Ji Yao was prepared. Looking at her slender arms, she hugged her tightly and couldn't push her away.

Mo Yanyu looked at Mo Qing calmly, as if she was silently pulling her away, but Mo Qing shrugged at him innocently and innocently, spreading her hands.

It means she can't help.

Now she wants to find a place to hide immediately and let them be alone, how could she go up to help?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this situation is more suitable for two people to solve it themselves. Now, she looks like a light bulb, and it is still 1,500 watts.

"Brother, how about... or take Yaoyao back to school first, and then take a taxi back to drive me back?" Mo Qing pulled Mo Yanyu's sleeve and suggested in a vocal way.

Mo Yanyu looked down at Ji Yao who was hugging her tightly and cried so hard that she couldn't let go. She frowned with a dim expression, "You go with me."

Mo Qing blinked, very pure and innocent, "...I think you'll take Yaoyao back, brother... it's fine. I don't need to go with me. I'll wait for you to come back to pick me up at my third brother."

Mo Yanyu paused slightly, and his silent and deep eyes looked at Mo Qing coldly. In a few seconds, Mo Qing raised his hand and surrendered, "okok, I understand, I'll go too."

As soon as she paired up with her brother's calm eyes, she knew that this was no way out. Well, Yaoyao, it's not that I don't help you, it's because I can't do anything about it.

Mo Yanyu reached out and pushed Ji Yao, who was pressing him tightly like an octopus, but she hugged her tighter, and her head was still very dishonest and kept rubbing against his chest...

He could only withdraw his hand, but his fingers accidentally touched her forehead. The hot temperature made him subconsciously shrink.

Hiss, so hot!

Mo Yanyu frowned tightly and reached out to her forehead again.

Mo Qing called the car back and saw that his brother's expression was a little wrong. When he saw that his brother's hand was still on Ji Yao's forehead, he asked quickly, "What's wrong with Yaoyao?"

"Burning." Mo Yanyu's eyes were deep, and his voice sounded a little unidentified.

burn?!

"Then let's take her to the hospital first." Mo Qing didn't bother to watch the show.

No wonder she felt that Yaoyao was a little confused, which was different from her usual ones.

"Go and open the car door." Mo Yanyu pushed Ji Yao away strongly, bent down and picked her up.

Mo Qing looked at her brother holding Yaoyao without looking back and walked towards the taxi. She was stunned for a moment, and then came to her senses after a while and immediately followed her to open the car door.

When her brother got into the car, she immediately got into the passenger seat.

Along the way, in the back seat, the sounds of sobs sounded in the car, making people feel irritated. Mo Qing sat in the passenger seat and looked at her secretly from the rearview mirror.

Ji Yao, who had always been quiet and steady in their dormitory, was crying in a state of grief.

My brother, who had always had a slight obsession with cleanliness, did not push her away, letting her lie on him, crying and rubbing his shirt.

Mo Qing suffocated her breath, looked away from her eyes and stared at the road conditions ahead, and only a thought flashed through her mind.

She thought she should have understood. Yaoyao is definitely her brother's girlfriend, and it seems to be the kind of ex-boy...

Mo Yanyu looked at him with a headache, but after all, he couldn't bear it, "Don't cry."

He pulled out the tissue from the tissue box in the middle of the seat and helped her to wipe her face finely. His face was rare and soft. Ji Yao sat there and let him fiddle with her, and her eyes fell on his face motionlessly.

Even after nearly three years, her appearance has not changed at all. Her facial features are fair and delicate, quiet and peaceful, with a touch of softness between her eyebrows.

Ji Yao couldn't help but stretched out her hand and threw herself into his arms. She buried her head in his shoulder and rubbed her gently, full of attachment and dependence.

A familiar fragrance came from the tip of her nose, her eyes slowly closed, the touch was hot, and her brain was so dizzy that she tightened her hands and hugged Mo Yanyu's waist and murmured softly.

"Yanyan, let me hug you, just get it..."

Mo Yanyu's hand was lifting up, and he stopped.

"Do you know? After you left, I sent a lot of letters to the army, but you haven't replied one. I don't know where your army is? I don't know if my address is right, have you seen those letters..."

Mo Yanyu sighed silently and put down her hand completely, which was quite meaningful to accept her fate.

How could it be right?

When he wanted to join the army, his parents disagreed. In order not to make him feel soft, he directly chose the far-reaching capital.

Later he joined the special forces again. After several times, she would only send letters to the imperial capital troops.

How can he receive it?

"But, Yanyan, I miss you so much, I really miss you..."

Mo Yanyu was stunned when she heard this. After a while, she still didn't push her away. Her right hand was only one centimeter away from her shoulders. She could push her away with just one raising her hand, but she couldn't do anything after hearing her murmurs.

I haven't heard her call herself like this for many years.

What familiar words made him surrender in an instant.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and the window was filled with lights and staggered.

He raised his eyes and saw two ravens appearing in the glass opposite, and his bodies embraced each other and were intimate.

His eyes were calm and gentle.

After a while, she carried it directly to the hospital door. When the car stopped, she let go of Mo Yanyu unwillingly.

The moment he got out of the car, Ji Yao staggered twice. Mo Yanyu hurriedly held her slender waist and never let go.

Until the registration was done, she held his hand tightly. It was late at night and there were not many people in the hall, and Ji Yao sat on his lap unscrupulously and leaned against his shoulder to sleep.

It's like - they were born one.

After paying the fee, Mo Qing came back and saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel stunning. She found a nearby place to sit down, and was so sensible that she didn't bother them.

Just like that, Yaoyao seems to be less calm and tenacious than usual, and has a little more helplessness that can be bullied.

Perhaps Yaoyao is the real one.

After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone and gave it to my brother, so that my brother would not worry.

Ji Yao seemed to feel uncomfortable, and rubbed her again. It was not until she found a comfortable position that she settled down, and she leaned on her neck like a well-behaved and unattacked cat.

Mo Yanyu felt funny inexplicably, and reached out to gently turn her head around.

The high nose bridge slid across his skin, causing numbness. Ji Yao buried most of her face in his neck, smelling the unique fragrance of his body, as if only in this way could her heart that had nowhere to rest could be settled.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed her cheeks. Ji Yao's sleeping peacefully, and her beauty was not very real.
To be continued...