There was nothing to be said at the door of Mo Yi'an's room, when he came to the door, he saw Mo Yi ang standing at the window, and from his back he could see his sadness.

It is hard to imagine that the funny boy of the past is about to get married and will become a victim of family marriage.

Little Man knocked on the door a few times, and Mo Yi turned to look at her and continued to turn her head toward the window, and Xiaoman went to the window and stood next to Mo Yiang.

"I know you're uncomfortable, so tell me what you have to say, don't be bored."

The horns of Mo Yi'an's lips were with a bitter smile.

Is it useful to say it?Isn’t that the result you want?Qin Qin went abroad, you arranged for me to marry, the two of us can no longer be together, are you satisfied?"

Mo a mouthful of "you" hard to push the little man to the opposite of himself.

This made Xiaoman very uncomfortable in his heart, after all, they were friends for many years, although she is now Ozeino's wife, but this does not prevent them from being friends.

"Don't say that, I'm still on your side."

“On my side?From the beginning, you know that in this world, only you can change my uncle's decision, but what have you done?You helped him to hide the fact that I was getting married, and you were no longer on my side."

Mo Yiang had put all his hopes on Xiaoman, and now it seems that everything is delusional.

She didn't want to tell anything for herself, and at first she was very opposed, and she felt that even if she did not let Mo Yiang and Li Qin be together, there was no need to arrange a square around him.

But later did not know what was going on, Ozano convinced her.

"Black soil, if you can guarantee not to be with Li Qinqin, I can try to help you convince your uncle."You and Li Qin really can't do, and you know what she did before."

It is precisely because Li Qinqin racked his brain and wanted to be with Ozeino before that the little man had a very bad impression on her.

Women are deeply hostile to their enemies.

Mo Yiang did not speak at first, he knew that there was no way to save this matter, even if Xiaoman is now on the field, it may not have much significance.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth.

"Little Man, I mean, if your dream had not seduced the official inscription, and you were married to the official Ming, would you be happy?"Can you imagine what kind of day you have lived?”

Little Man felt as if his heart had been poked at the point of pain by something.

If she had not had the dream to disturb the situation, she and the officer must have been married.

In fact, she has always been very clear that she does not have such deep feelings for the official, because of the arrangement of the family, she had to be with the official.

If she were married, it would be hard to imagine her day, and she would not be happy.

"And if, when you fall in love with my uncle, everyone is against you, you have to give up with my uncle, what are you?" 」

Mo Yiang's two "if" let Xiaoman can't say a word, only feel the pain of the heart.

Xiaoman did not want to distinguish, if let her marry the official Ming, she will not be happy, if you do not let her and Ozano together, the second half of her life can only be pain.

Although many people say that anyone in this world can live without anyone, but really at that time, you will find that there is a person in this world, you just can't leave.

"Black soil, you and your uncle have experienced the storm, the feelings of the two of us..."

Xiaoman finally found a statement that could be distinguished, but was interrupted by Mo Yi Ang.

"Not every love story is the same as you, some have passed through the storm, some are just plain and dull, Li Qinqin is the first girl I like."

Mo Yi's eyes looked deep into the window, and Li Qinqin's pure face appeared in his mind.

"Because she did not know her, she did not understand, she is actually a very poor girl, her birth mother died very early, this makes her a rebellious child, she looks like a bad girl, but she is a very kind girl in her heart."

Little Man took a deep breath, and she had never seen Mo Yan look like this.

"Go back and let my uncle know that you have said so much here and I have to be angry again."

Mo Yiang did not seem to want to talk to Xiaoman, and Xiaoman knew that the two of them were not as close as they had been before.

She had to quietly withdraw from the room, on the way to the baby room, she had been retaste of the words of Mo Yi.

She always wanted to find a little wrong, but she couldn't fool herself, and it was right.

The day of the wedding was approaching day by day, and the bridegroom of Mo Yi ang was at ease, and he did not need to prepare anything.

Ozano was busy, all things he and the Mo family to prepare, in the end is the eldest son of the Mo family, anything is sloppy.

Mo Yiang has not been anywhere these days, has been at home, he does not know where he can go.

Are you really getting married?Do you really want to finish your second half of your life?

How is it going abroad?

He could not help but think of Li Qinqin, and at this time he found that he really liked Li Qinqin and had fallen in love with her.

Xiaoman did not come to him again, and recently some work was busy taking care of his son, and in addition, he came to him, and the two people did not know what to say.

He was getting married next week, and Ozano came over and told him to register with Fondo tomorrow, which means that he would actually enter the grave of the marriage.

Mo Yiang lay on the bed, looked at the big sun outside the window, and was very irritable.

Spring has come to the recovery of all things, and everything seems to be alive, but his heart is as cold and pungent as winter.

Mo Yiang directly got up and took the car key out of the door, drove the car aimlessly, unconsciously came to the sea.

He parked the car and went to the seaside, this side is not a scenic area, but some fishermen live here, often go out to sea to fish, anyway, it is quieter.

Mo Yiang sat on a large stone on the beach and looked at the magnificent sea of thought.

He sat from morning until dusk in the afternoon, and still had no intention of going home.

He didn’t know what he was thinking, maybe it was his last peace before the marriage.

When he thought of the tomb of marriage, he felt that life was better than death, and if the second half of life was destined to be so, it would be better to die a hundred.