He dreamed that the family took the child and went to the amusement park together, he dreamed that she put on a beautiful white veil and became his bride, he dreamed that every time he got off work, she would be busy in the kitchen with him, and he dreamed that he took her to the end of the world to see the sea.

But every time he woke up, he would sit alone in the dark for a long time, and he would be unable to help but smash everything in the room, and he would repeat her name over and over again with red eyes.

But he still became more and more dependent on the drug, and every time it dawned, he began to look forward to the dawn of darkness, because in the dream, she would return to him.

He didn't know how he had survived these three years, and he thought, maybe it was this day-to-day anticipation that he relied on these ridiculous obsessions to walk through this bizarre world like a walking corpse.

Su Mohan looked at the early morning mist, the sunlight gradually penetrated the clouds, but he was a little confused.

Yes, he can't forget her.

But it was precisely because of this that he was even more angry, hating his own humility and hating that uncontrollable heart.

Concubine Ye woke up with a splitting headache, and the swelling pain in her head seemed to be more serious than last night, and in addition, there was a long-lost pain everywhere in her body.

Concubine Ye looked at the bruises on her body, and was stunned, only then did she vaguely remember what happened last night, and looked up at the window.

The sunlight scattered dappled shadows all over the place, and the man who had been neatly dressed stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gently inhaling the cigarette in his hand, and inhaling deeply into his lungs with each blow.

His back carried a kind of indifference and depression carved into the bone marrow, which made her heart cold and painful all of a sudden.

Concubine Ye put on a dress, walked behind him, stretched out her hand to hug him, and said softly, "Su Mohan, let's get married." ”

Su Mohan lost his mind slightly, and the cigarette butts on his fingertips fell quietly.

He withdrew his gaze from a distance, looked at the pair of plain hands on his waist, his Adam's apple rolled, and when he heard the word marriage, his eyes were uncontrollably flooded with a layer of mist.

Tie the knot?

The thing he had on his heart was to be able to marry her, and his first wish in this life was to be able to live with her forever.

But the three years seem to have become a moat, as if the past and the future have been divided into two worlds.

Su Mohan came back to his senses, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Tie the knot?

Back then, she resolutely turned around and left, and disappeared into his world, and now she suddenly appeared in his world, but she dared to propose marriage to him?

How could she say these two words so calmly, and how could she be sure that he would definitely nod in agreement!

Su Mohan clasped Concubine Ye's hand, threw her aside, looked at her coldly and said, "You are really full of tricks and whimsical!" Do you think Ben Shao will marry a woman like you who is greedy for vanity and unclean? ”

Concubine Ye's eyes flashed with a faint sense of loss, is it really not good......

"I know you have a grudge against me, but is there anyone better suited to you than I am?" Concubine Ye chuckled and spoke.

"Suitable? What do you think is the right fit? Su Mohan walked in front of Concubine Ye step by step.

Without waiting for Concubine Ye to speak, Su Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at her and said coldly: "In my place, you don't need to be suitable, do you know why?" ”

Concubine Ye was hurt by his gaze, but said again: "Because Su Shao said that it is suitable, what is not suitable is also suitable, Su Shao said that it is not suitable, and it is not suitable." ”