Mo Yixuan scooped a spoonful of porridge and carefully handed it to He Xiyan’s mouth.
“Eat it, it’s still hot…”
“I’m going back!”
He Xiyan turned his head and as she raised the spoon in her hand, it fell to the ground with a clang.
Mo Yixuan took a few steps back and squatted down to pick up the spoon that fell down onto the ground. After putting down the things in his hand, he went to He Xiyan again, looking at her angry face.
She was angry, but he was heartbroken.
“Yanyan…” Mo Yixuan bit his beautiful lips, from which a bitter smile overflowed. He stretched out his hand, intending to lay on her shoulder.
He Xiyan quickly leaned over, so that his hand fell in the air.
Mo Yixuan paused, with a touch of complexity and heartache in his eyes, but soon, he reached out his hand again. This time he directly grasped her shoulder, holding it tightly so that she could not break away at all.
“Yanyan, stay.” Mo Yixuan’s voice was husky and low, with the tone of pleading. He had never turned to others before. Throughout his whole life, he had only begged this woman, one whom he had neglected and deserted.
He Xiyan stretched out her hand and pushed the man away hard from her. She gritted her teeth and her entire person was in extreme anger.
She felt an unspeakably irittation toward this man who suddenly appeared and disrupted her life.
“Mo Yixuan, how many times do I have to say before you can understand that our past is in the past and that I have a new life and a lover now. Don’t bother me anymore.” He Xiyan said impatiently.
Now she just wanted to get her cell phone and text Jiahang as soon as possible. Otherwise, Jiahang would be worried.
Mo Yixuan’s heart was suffocated all of a sudden, while holding He Xiyan’s hand more forcefully.
“Your lover is me.” He murmured, in a deep and dry voice.
He Xiyan sighed. Her face turned totally red under the lamplight, and so did her ears. She was really annoyed and anxious, even with an impulse to smash things.
“Mo Yixuan, you are mad!” He Xiyan, who was impatient to the extreme, cursed furiously. She held both hands into fists, punching Mo Yixuan one time after another.
However, since she was weak now, what she did obviously didn’t work.
Mo Yixuan smiled bitterly.
Yeah, he was mad. If it weren’t for madness, how could he have been so foolish as to be trapped by Xia Yuwei and lose his home, lose her and his happiness.
“Let go of me, Mo Yixuan. You are so excellent with very good conditions. There will be many women who like you. You don’t have to tangle with me. I am a person who has died once. Just think that I am dead.”
He Xiyan said impatiently once again. The eagerness in her voice was so obvious that one could even hear her inner depression and anxiety to leave here immediately.
She looked at the man in front of her, frowning at him with indescribable annoyances.
Mo Yixuan’s black eyes flashed and his eyebrows could no longer hide the touch of pain. Yanyan’s words were undoubtedly like a knife cutting his heart, giving him a kind of suffocating pain.
Only he himself understood what a life he was living when he thought she was dead then. Every day he was full of regrets and missed her very much.
Now that he had found her, how could he let her leave him again and disappear from his life?
She, herself, was already an integral part of his life.
