Chapter 117 (2/2)

It's not that she's lying, she's not being stubborn, it's really getting married.

He always thought that even if they got married, it didn't matter, because maybe it wasn't her intention, maybe it was just her helpless move.

Last time, he and Mo Nianchen made a lot of trouble. She stood firmly on her side and pleaded for her.

He thought that she was not really indifferent to him. But at this moment, when he saw Li shengxia's expression in the picture, he felt that his whole heart was drenched in the rain, which was very heavy and heavy.

She had never shown such shyness in front of him, not once.

It turns out that all of her are waiting for a mo Nianchen.

No matter how hard he tried and how long he tried, he could not reach her heart.

Yes, not even the door.

He was standing outside, knocking and knocking. He thought that one day she would open the door for him, but in fact, she was not in at all.

She lives at the heart of Mo Nianchen.

She is knocking at Mo Nianchen's heart door.

Then, she knocked on the door of Mo Nianchen's heart.

Therefore, he found that his efforts have been all burned, because he is knocking on a door, no one lives at all.

Heartache, heartache, weakness.

He was so incompetent that he stood at her door for five years, but he didn't even know that she had never been at home, and knocked on the door of the empty room again and again.

So fast that he couldn't believe it.He once put her in a desperate situation.

Otherwise, she will not have a chance to knock on the door of Mo Nianchen's heart.

He once thought that Mo Nianchen didn't love her, but in this photo, although he was strong enough to show his indifferent expression, he was surprised with a trace of joy and shyness.

This is the expression that only the person in love can show, then the unrestrained Prince's face has such an expression.

It turns out that they are all wrong.

Li shengxia doesn't hate Mo Nianchen.

Mo Nianchen never hated Li shengxia.

What a cruel truth, in this morning, through the major media, to show their love to the world.

In midsummer, I'm lovelorn again. In this dawn, in this clear day, in the dawn of the moment, in the moment when you once again break into my world, I am completely, lovelorn

I have thought about a thousand, ten thousand ways and possibilities for us to make up, but this moment, it has become meaningless.

You don't live here, but I always want to find you here, but I always have to find you. I knew there was no one inside, but I couldn't help knocking at the door.

Because the most sad thing is not to know that you are not here, but to accept the fact that you will never come back once you stop.

Only love can make people crazy, despairing, irrational and mind breaking. How could I turn the corner now.

You're going to be crazy for that person, that person is desperate, that person is irrational, that person is racking his brains. But never for me.

You face me, always so rational, smile so appropriate, even let me hand in hand should be carefully considered, get along carefully. You never lose control, you never cry, you never let me down, you never go crazy for me.

You are not gentle, nor understanding, nor do I think you are well bred. You just don't like me.

You just, never, never love me, just