Seeing that she was about to go out, Su Mohan, who had been listening to her movements on the side, finally couldn't sit still, stood up and looked at her a little cramped, and said, "An empty stomach is not good for the stomach." ”

Concubine Ye was slightly stunned, looked up at him, and saw that he was looking at her with concern, her heart softened, and she stopped putting on clothes.

Su Mohan stood at the table and looked at her, the steaming breakfast on the table looked like it had just been served, Concubine Ye withdrew her gaze and was silent for a while, then walked to the table and sat down.

A faint joy flashed in Su Mohan's eyes, and then he sat aside and ate with his head buried in it.

Neither of them spoke, sitting across from each other, both with their heads down, basically only seeing each other's chopsticks.

Su Mohan put some mixed vegetables in Concubine Ye's bowl, didn't say anything, just sat quietly opposite.

Concubine Ye stared at the extra things in the bowl and was a little distracted, and looked up at the man sitting opposite her, her eyes softened a little.

The meal was extremely quiet, and after eating, Concubine Ye put on her shoes and went out, until the sound of closing the door sounded, Su Mohan put down the chopsticks in his hand, and lost his appetite.

Suddenly he didn't know how to get along with her, and he wanted to get close to her more and more uncontrollably, and he wanted to run away from her in more and more frustration, and he wanted to possess her more and more angrily.

He actually knew very well that there could be no forever between him and her, and then all he and she would get would be pain.

And he must make a choice between letting go and letting go, either turn around like she was at the beginning, or start over as if nothing happened.

Su Mohan got up and walked to the window, put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Concubine Ye who walked out of the community a little bit, a little confused about what choice he should make.

There is no doubt that he loves her, he loves carefully, and he loves embarrassmently.

It is undeniable that he hates her, hates her ruthless abandonment, and hates her turning and betrayal.

But in the final analysis, this woman has taken root in his heart, and the withered grass that was once weak has already swept away his life with the power of a prairie fire, destroying the withered and decaying.

Su Mohan opened the window a little, and the cool wind outside the window made him sober up a lot.

He thought that maybe he should really forget the unbearable past, because the sleepless nights proved to the world that he loved her.

And Concubine Ye came to the villa early, naturally because the much-anticipated kindergarten art festival has arrived, as Ye Xiaotian's mother, Concubine Ye is still very proud to accompany Ye Xiaotian to the audience to be an audience.

Before nine o'clock, the mother and son rushed to the playground of the kindergarten, and all the children of the three classes of large, medium and small schools gathered on the lawn of the playground, the boy was wearing a black suit and bow tie, and the girl was wearing a white gauze skirt, a cheerful atmosphere.

Concubine Ye led Ye Xiaotian to walk on the lawn, and soon found the location of Ye Xiaotian's class.

Because the number of people was very small, he saw Ye Ya who was carefully dressed at a glance, but he didn't see Su Mohan's figure.

Concubine Ye breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with Ye Xiaotian.

"Yo, isn't this Xiaotian? I thought Xiaotian wouldn't participate in this kind of show? Sister, you are really, you will bring Xiaotian out on this occasion, and you are not afraid of being embarrassed? Even if you are not afraid of being embarrassed, what if Xiaotian is hit by something? Ye Ya sneered and spoke.