Lihuo Xiacao gradually stopped crying, raised her head to see the gentle expressions of the two of them who really cared about her, her heart softened, and she choked and said: "I want to be alone now, I beg you.

, let’s all go, leave here, let me be quiet, and let me think about the relationship between us.”

Jiang Han's thick eyebrows wrinkled in worry, "Xia Cao, we..."

"Han, let's go, let Xia Cao be quiet." Mo Mi looked at Xia Cao's tear-stained face, interrupted him seriously, then let go of Xia Cao, picked up the clothes on the ground, and quickly put them on.

stand up.

Jiang Han glanced at him and looked at Xia Cao longingly for several times. Then he reluctantly let go of Xia Cao, picked up his clothes, and slowly put them on with reluctance.

After getting dressed, the two of them were once again two well-dressed, handsome men with dog-like looks. They looked deeply at Xia Cao and climbed through the small window that had been climbed several times in tandem.

"Xia Cao, let's go." Jiang Han turned over to the small window and stood outside the window and said softly to the woman in the bedroom, reluctant to leave.

Xia Cao stood there without replying, her head lowered slightly, her eyes hiding wet tears. She didn't know whether she didn't want to look at them one more time, or she didn't dare to look at them one more time.

"Xia Cao, you are our woman. I hope you are ready. We will take you back to Wucheng as soon as possible." Mo Mi looked at her affectionately, and after saying this seriously, he took the lead.

Turn around and leave.

"Xia Cao, dear, we are really leaving." Jiang Han looked at her again with a look of reluctance and said, "Remember, you must miss us." He turned to look at Mo Mi's back as he walked away.

He smiled meaningfully and charmingly, and added in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to be obsessed with that dead fox, just want me, Jiang Han." After saying this, he quickly followed up with Mo Mi, "Mi,

Wait... why are you leaving so fast? Are you rushing to reincarnate?" As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. Student Jiang Han's mouth is sometimes very poisonous and has no moral integrity.

…

The two big-tailed wolves finally left, but they left behind the messy bed and their unique smell on the messy bed.

Xia Cao's heart was complicated and unspeakably uncomfortable. She stood there for a long time before moving, turning her head to look at the messy bed with their traces and smell, and slowly walked to the window.

On the other side, I raised my head and looked at the bright golden sunshine outside the window. I sadly found that I was still in the ice and snow. I felt so desolate, so panicked, so helpless. In the blazing sunshine, my eyes were wet. What were I looking at?

, the sight is all colorful, it is so unreal... God, please tell me, does it make sense for me to continue to be entangled with them like this? Am I unable to get rid of them in this life? If so

, should I just accept my fate, just be their toy on the bed, and take the love words they say to me when they are in a good mood seriously?

Confused, so confused.

She couldn't find the answer.

"Uh 7e" All the answers, all the questions, all the worries, all the puzzles, finally turned into a deep, long, faint and resentful sigh...

…

When it comes to feelings, Mo Mi and Jiang Han's words and deeds are undoubtedly crazy and scary in many cases. However, fortunately, sometimes, they are also very sensible and measured.

After leaving Xia Cao's bedroom that day, the two of them immediately took a plane and returned to Wucheng together. Then one went to the company and the other to the gang, each busy with their own important matters.

…

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Platinum Group, President's Office...

"Hello." Mo Mi sat on the boss's chair with a serious expression. While reviewing the company's recent important contracts, she answered the call from Ouyang Nuo, "Nuo, you are getting married in two days. In the past few days,

It must be a very busy day, right?”

"Haha 7e" Ouyang Nuo smiled faintly on the phone, his voice sounded a little lonely, "My body is very busy, but my heart is very leisurely - come out and have a few drinks with me."

Mo Mi signed her beautiful name on a contract, frowned her handsome eyebrows, and apologized: "No, it's really unlucky. I'm very busy this afternoon and I have to host a very important meeting later.

If you really can’t leave, call Han, he’s always more leisurely than us.”

…

"Haha, okay, then you can go about your business. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll call Han and ask him to drink with me."

Ouyang Nuo made the call from his office as the presiding judge. When talking to Mo Mi, there was still a smile on Junya's face, but after hanging up the phone, the smile faded away without a trace.

He didn't call Jiang Han. Thinking of the grand wedding he was about to face, he always felt heavy and upset in his heart. He sighed secretly, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the things that could not bring him expressionlessly.

The bright sunshine of my own true warmth...

Is this my destiny? To marry a woman I don’t love to be my wife, to be a role model, to be the crown prince that everyone respects, and later to be a good king that everyone loves and worships?

Uh, Ouyang Nuo, why are you sighing? Being the crown prince that everyone envies and inheriting the throne of king in the future, what else are you dissatisfied with?

Ouyang Nuo, what do you really want? The title of crown prince, the title of king, supreme rights, and a lifetime of glory and wealth, are they really what you pursue in your life and what you really want?

What do I want?

On such a sunny afternoon, he also fell into confusion...

Standing alone for a while, he thought of the woman who had been insulted and hurt by him, and who he tried hard to forget.

He couldn't guess why, but he just missed her and wanted to hear her voice. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialed the number in his heart...

…

'Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-ding-ding-dong-dang...'

"Mom, where did you put the cross-stitch pillow that I almost burned last time?" After hesitating again and again, Xia Cao walked into the bedroom of Xia's mother and father Xia, and looked for the cross-stitch pillow with a serious look on his face.

"I think I put it in the cabinet in this row." Xia Cao's mother also helped to find it, "Xia Cao, the phone is ringing. Go answer the phone. Mom will help you find it."

"Yeah, okay." She nodded with a smile, turned and walked to the hall, picked up the phone, "Hello."

Her voice is still as beautiful as ever.

Hearing her voice, Ouyang Nuo's heart became tense. He opened his mouth and moved it. He wanted to talk to her, he wanted to chat with her, but he was afraid that she would be angry when she heard his voice.

Hang up the phone immediately and unplug the phone line so that you can't make any calls.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just held the phone and held his breath to listen to her voice and her breathing in the receiver, as if everything about her meant nothing to him who was about to hold a wedding to marry the Crown Princess.

It's a luxury.

"Hey, who are you?" Xia Cao frowned in confusion, "What's the matter with you calling my house?"

"..." He on the other end remained silent.

"Hey, why don't you speak?" Xia Cao lost patience and became unhappy, "If you don't speak again, I will hang up on you."

"..."

"Well, you didn't speak when you called me. Are you mute or insane?" Faced with such a prank, she rudely said unpleasant words, then hung up the phone vigorously and walked towards Xia's mother's bedroom, "

Mom, did you find the cross-stitch pillow?"

"Haha, I found it, I found it." Xia's mother said with a smile and handed her the cross-stitch pillow placed on the top of the cabinet. "This cross-stitch pillow is very well embroidered. The person who embroidered it must have put a lot of thought into it.

You must cherish it well.”

She took the pillow with a smile, hiding a trace of sadness, and slowly walked out of the bedroom. She passed by the hall and saw the landline phone. Thinking of the phone call she just made without speaking, her brows darkened, as if thinking of

Who made that phone call? He stood next to the phone for a while holding the cross-stitch pillow, closed his eyes, and decisively pulled out the phone cord... Ouyang Nuo, the person who called just now was you, right? It must be

You, only you, can be so boring.

…

Ouyang Nuo was still holding the phone, as if he was recalling the sound of her voice and the busy tone, and found it pleasant.

After thinking for a while with a slight frown, he made a decision, quickly turned around and walked out, and quickly dialed a phone number, "Prepare the plane for me immediately."

"Yes, Your Highness."

…

Xia Cao took the cross-stitch pillow that Ouyang Nuo, Mo Mi, and Jiang Han had embroidered together into her bedroom.

After taking it into the bedroom, she was a little confused. She didn't know what to do with it. It felt wrong to put it on the bed, to put it on the cabinet, and to throw it under the bed, but it didn't feel right either.

"Uh 7e" She felt dizzy thinking about it, sighed in annoyance, sat on the edge of the bed, clenched her fist and punched the face of the pillow hard, "You lousy pillow, what should I do with you? When I see you,

I will think of these three bad men, how could I go to my mother's bedroom to find you? Do I think I don't have enough troubles? Uh 7e" After talking to himself, he sighed again

, hugging the pillow and lying on the bed that still smelled of two men, thinking about some troublesome things, slowly closing his eyes, and fell into sleep unconsciously...

Two or three hours later, Xia's mother knocked on the door, "Xia Cao, Xia Cao..."

She woke up quickly, rubbed her eyes, walked to the door holding the pillow, opened the door and asked confusedly: "Mom, what's going on?"

"Xiao Wang next door just brought a message saying that there is a man waiting for you under the big tree on the rice field slope, asking you to go quickly." Xia's mother said seriously.

"There is a man waiting for me under the big tree on the rice field slope?" She was very confused, "Man? Rice field slope? Under the big tree?" Suddenly, she thought of a man, and thought of that man who had been there under the big tree.

After waiting for me under the tree, I felt extremely excited. I immediately threw the cross-stitch pillow on the bed, and ran out as fast as I could with a bright and exciting smile...

Hehehe, Xuanhao, is that you?

Hehehe, Xuanhao, Xuanhao, you know that I miss you very much, so you came to see me, is that right?

Xuanhao, I know that you must still have me in your heart. Wait for me, I will be there soon...

"Xia Cao, run slower and pay attention to safety." Xia's mother looked at her back as she ran out quickly, and said loudly and worriedly, "Do you know who is waiting for you there? So excited?"

…

Around six o'clock in the afternoon, it is the time when the sun sets and the dusk is infinitely beautiful.

The setting sun is like blood, the sky is full of glow, passionate and beautiful. Every plant and tree is intoxicating and gorgeous. Pieces of burning clouds cover the western sky, like a colorful watercolor painting, and even more like an elegant lady.
To be continued...