Their Love Stories

Ye Zhongjue had completely lost his reason, so that's why. When he noticed the puppet-like Mo Suqing, he was immediately silly.

At that moment, he especially wanted to kill himself.

When I obviously went upstairs, I told her to tell her well. Why did it become like this?

He whispered, like a kid who did something wrong.

"Suqing..."

Mo Suqing glanced at him, and that look seemed to be looking at another stranger through him, with a strange and alienated tone.

"Are you all right? I'm going to sleep now!"

After Mo Suqing finished speaking, he turned around without looking at Ye Zhongjue's stupid expression.

Ye Zhongjue didn't expect that at this moment, could Mo Suqing calmly ask herself okay?

He thought of his behavior just now, it was inferior to a beast, she wouldn't forgive herself, wouldn't she have hoped for so many years, and finally had nothing to do with her?

Ye Zhongjue knew that Mo Suqing was not asleep, and he knew even more about the current situation. As long as she was here, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

Ye Zhongjue got up slowly, opened the door, and walked to the study.

Everything tonight was like a dream, and he pushed her farther.

Ye Zhongjue knew that he shouldn't have done that, but he did such a **** thing tonight. Was he too possessive?

Otherwise, how could he lose control when he saw her walking with other men?

Ye Zhongjue held his head irritably, leaning against the door of the study, his body slowly slid down.

...

The next day.

When Mo Suqing got up in the morning, the door of the study was closed tightly. She took a look and then packed up and went out.

There are still two big dark circles hanging on her eyes, it is obvious that she did not sleep well last night.

But what about it?

Nothing compares. The person she likes is violent to herself, but she can't hate the feeling, which makes people powerless.

Yes, she can't hate Ye Zhongjue, because she clearly knows that the man has slowly entered her heart.

However, she was even more unlikely to pretend that nothing had happened. She was not a saint, and couldn't hold so much grievance and anger in her heart.

Therefore, she can only choose not to say anything.

She didn't want to care about Ye Zhongjue, at least, now, she didn't want to see him at all.

Ye Zhongjue didn't go to work all day. When Ye Wentian called to go to the company at noon, Lin Ran answered the phone. Although he was skilled in lie, it was a trick in front of the old man.

Therefore, he could only tell the truth faintly, saying that the president did not come to work today.

He felt that if this was known by the boss, he would definitely be dead.

Ye Wentian called his son, but he didn't expect him to go to work. Ming Jinhua became anxious when he heard it.

"Nothing will happen to my son, right?"

Ye Wentian gave her an angry look, "A big living person, what great things can do!"

Ming Jinhua still felt uneasy, her eyelids couldn't do well today, so she asked Ye Wentian to call Ye Zhongjue, but she didn't expect that Ye Zhongjue's phone could not be reached, so she could only call the company.

As a result, people didn't go to work at all today.

Ming Jinhua's heart became even more flustered, saying that mother and son are connected, she intuitively felt that something must be wrong with Ye Zhongjue.

Ye Wentian tried to persuade her for a long time, but she didn't listen, changed her clothes and went out and asked the driver to drive to where Ye Zhongjue now lives.

Ming Jinhua went upstairs and knocked on the door for a long time. No one came to open the door. Reluctantly, she could only find the security guard to explain the situation.

"My son lives here, it's like this. He didn't go to work today. I was worried that something happened to him, so I came to take a look. Could you please help me open the door!"

The security guard looked at her anxiously, not as if she was lying, and asked, "Your son's name?"

"Ye Zhongjue!"

The security checked the information and found that there was no problem with the information, he helped Ming Jinhua open the door.

As soon as Ming Jinhua entered the house, she felt something wrong. It seemed to have some smell and choking nose, but it was not so strong.

She looked left and right for a long time, smelling the smell and walked to the study.

In the end, she was sure that the smell of choking nose came from the study, and she started knocking on the door.

However, she knocked for a long time and no one opened the door for her. She twisted her hands and didn't expect that there was no lock in the study.

However, as soon as she opened the door, the scene inside suddenly made her almost cry.

Ye Zhongjue sat decadently on the ground with his back leaning on the sofa. He was still wearing pajamas. The entire study curtain was not opened, and the smell of smoke was pungent. People who didn't know thought it was on fire.

Ming Jinhua's ninja walked in with tears. It was only then that he could see that his son seemed to be asleep at the moment. However, his face was obviously haggard. He hadn't seen him for a few days, but Ming Jinhua felt that his son was thin. A big circle.

Ming Jinhua's whole heart was pulled together.

She bent down, touched Ye Zhongjue's face lightly, and watched him ruin herself into this way, she was sadder than anyone else.

Almost as soon as Ming Jinhua's hand touched Ye Zhongjue's face, Ye Zhongjue opened his eyes suddenly, took her hand, and eagerly lost his voice, "Suqing!"

As a result, when he saw that the person in front of him was Ming Jinhua, the light in his eyes was obviously dimmed in an instant.

Ming Jinhua's heart suddenly hurts again. How much her son cares about that girl, will he make himself like this.

Since Ye Zhongjue was sensible, he had hardly bothered about his big and small things. Only in high school, he had a fight with his family and ran away from home because of his application for volunteers.

However, she was not so uncomfortable at that time.

When Ye Zhongjue saw clearly that it was not Mo Suqing standing beside him, but his mother Ming Jinhua, although the joy and light in his eyes disappeared instantly, he still did not continue to sleep on the ground.

He stood up on the sofa and looked at Ming Jinhua calmly, "Mom, it makes you sad, don't worry, I'm just decadent for a while, it's okay, don't worry too much."

Ming Jinhua shook his head helplessly, knowing that his son was comforting her.

However, she felt even more sad.

Since ran away from home in high school, Ye Zhongjue seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. Not only did he agree with her and Ye Wentian's ideas, but he soon went abroad.

Although her son has become sensible, she is increasingly worried about him.

Ming Jinhua hesitated and asked, "Ajue, can you tell mother what happened?"

Ye Zhongjue's expression was not very clear in the dark room, but as soon as he said a word, Ming Jinhua could hear a hint of choking.

"Mom, I was wrong!"

Ming Jinhua burst into tears, she stepped forward, holding Ye Zhongjue, slowly patting him on the back, comforting him.

At this moment, Ye Zhongjue's tall figure was full of sadness.

"Mom, I am not a human being. I forced her. Will she never forgive me again?"

Ming Jinhua heard despair in his voice.

She felt that her whole heart seemed to be drowning with water, her breathing became difficult, and her tears slowly slid down her face.

"Mom understands you, you are too possessive of that girl, otherwise, you will not be against your dad, let alone lose your mind and do things that hurt her, but, son, you have to know that you do this It’s under the banner of caring, but the reality really hurt her. Or, you two will be separated for a few days, and wait for you to calm down, and then have a good talk. Maybe, she will want to understand then. I will forgive you."

Ye Zhongjue looked sad, "Mom, I'm not good, making you feel uncomfortable following me, and worrying about me."

Ming Jinhua shook his head uncomfortably.

"Child, don't say such things, in front of your mother, don't have to force a smile. Mom knows that you are uncomfortable. Be obedient, change your clothes, take a bath, and mom will go out to make you some food.

Cannot allow Ye Zhongjue to refuse, Ming Jinhua has already walked out of the study.

Ye Zhongjue looked at Ming Jinhua's back and stood there for a long time before he silently turned around, opened the curtains, and cleaned up the study that he had made a mess.

After all, he is not good, making his mother feel uncomfortable with him.

While Ye Zhongjue was taking a shower to clean up his study, Ming Jinhua took out from the refrigerator to order, fried an egg for Ye Zhongjue, fried two dishes, and cooked millet porridge.

By the time Ye Zhongjue came out, he had returned to the indifference and expensive appearance of the past, but if you look closely, you can clearly find the dark circles under his eyes.

Ming Jinhua watched him finally cheer up and tried to make herself smile.

"Come on, Ajue, my mother will make you some food. You should eat some food first, so that your stomach will feel uncomfortable.

Ye Zhongjue let out an "En" without saying anything, and sat down quietly and began to eat.

During the whole meal, Ye Zhongjue didn't say a word. Ming Jinhua watched him cook the food, and basically finished eating, only a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Whenever you eat, you have to eat. After all, your body is always the most important thing.

When the meal was almost finished, Ye Zhongjue spoke suddenly.

"Mom, I want to stay home for a few days."

Ming Jinhua was taken aback for a moment, and then he kept saying yes.

"Well, well, if you can go back and live for a few days, mom can't be more happy."

After Ye Zhongjue had eaten, Ming Jinhua went to clean up the kitchen, Ye Zhongjue tidied up the house, and went back to the old house with Ming Jinhua.

When Mo Suqing returned home at night, she found that the house was empty. She ran to the study, but found that the study was clean and tidy, except that Ye Zhongjue was nowhere to be seen.

She left work a long time ago, but she didn't know how to face Ye Zhongjue when she came back, so she walked along the street for a long time until the neon lights of the whole city flickered.

She realized that she had changed home.

However, what she didn't expect was that when she returned home, there was no one at home.

Mo Suqing had an unspeakable loss in her heart.

What happened last night, it is false to say that Ye Zhongjue is not to blame, but when I think of his struggling look like a beast, I think of his sad, angry, disappointed tone.

She was suddenly hopeless and couldn't hate him for coming.

Originally, the lipstick mark on the shirt hadn't been clarified yet, and I didn't expect that last night would happen again.