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Chapter 930: Creatures like 'Ex-Girlfriend'

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    Zong Zhengyu wanted to step forward to pull Mu An'an, but Mu Anan dodged him.

    Mu Anan shook his head, "Or, it's not me you're trying to deceive"

    "You've been lying to yourself all along."

    Mu Anan raised his eyes, stared at Zong Zhengyu, and shook his head again and again.

    Even she couldn't help laughing when she thought of her guess.

    I can't believe it.

    Zongzheng Yu frowned, "Don't guess."

    Just as Mu An'an was about to speak, Zong Zhengyu had already stepped forward again. Mu Anan wanted to dodge, but Zong Zhengyu kept pressing on, and directly pulled Mu An'an into his arms and hugged him tightly.

    Mu Anan struggled.

    "Don't move." Zong Zhengyu lowered his voice.

    "Even if you hug me, you can't change everything I said." Mu Anan said.

    "I know."

    Zong Zhengyu stroked the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed Mu Anan's temple, "Just hug for a while."

    Because the eyes were too hurt, it made him feel very distressed.

    So no matter what the guess is, what is the contradiction between the two.

    He wanted to hug for a while.

    Put her in your arms first.

    Mu Anan was very sad, and even felt aggrieved.

    However, with Qi Ye's hug like this, the sadness and sense of grievance are constantly decreasing.

    "Gu Xi" Does it really make you so unforgettable?

    Mu An'an really wanted to ask, but couldn't ask.

    "What?"

    "No."

    Mu An'an didn't say any more, and leaned quietly in Zongzheng Yu's arms.

    However, even if the sadness and grievance were reduced, Mu An'an's heart would still be chaotic and restless.

    She struggled to get away from Zong Zhengyu's embrace, and fiddled with her hair.

    Zong Zhengyu wanted to step forward, but Mu Anan refused, "Qiye, I want to leave."

    "I'll have someone send you off."

    "No, I'll go out for a walk by myself."

    Mu Anan raised his head and looked at Zong Zhengyu seriously, "I want to be alone."

    Because now my heart is in a mess.

    "May I?"

    Zong Zhengyu did not give a direct response.

    After about thirty seconds, he suddenly walked away.

    After a few minutes, he came back again, took Mu An'an's hand, and put the car keys in Mu An'an's palm.

    "Go out alone and drive the car."

    Mu Anan lowered his eyes, subconsciously tightened his hands, and grabbed the car keys.

    "The car is just outside." Zong Zhengyu reminded again.

    Mu Anan nodded, but didn't respond much.

    Zong Zhengyu held Mu An'an's face, kissed her on the forehead, turned and left without saying anything.

    When he turned around, Mu Anan wanted to stop him a little bit.

    But she still endured it.

    She really needs time to be quiet.

    The story of Zong Zhengyu and Gu Xi, even if it is a childhood story, involves a human life.

    Sometimes, Mu An'an is very irritable and wants to scold Zong Zhengyu. Can he do a memory loss hypnosis to remove Gu Xi from his memory.

    I also want to ask, Gu Xi and I, who is more important?

    Just can't help it, want to fight with the dead.

    But when you calm down, you will find that this kind of behavior is actually forcing Zong Zhengyu, and competing with the dead is the most boring and childish behavior.

    It will even push the relationship between her and Zong Zhengyu to the point of fragmentation step by step.

    She can't be so ignorant.

    You can only adjust your emotions by yourself.

    Mu Anan stayed by the lake for a while, and finally left

    Evening, nine o'clock sharp.

    Mu An'an stepped into the famous playground in the capital alone.

    She spent the whole afternoon driving around on the capital boulevard.

    ? I don't know where to get it, and my mind wanders away.

    Driving depends entirely on one's own experience and technology, and the speed is very slow.

    After slipping around, I finally saw that the playground was doing night-themed activities, so I came in.

    Mu Anan played exciting projects such as roller coaster, jumping machine, big pendulum, etc., but his mood was still the same.

    Finally, sit directly on the slowest carousel.

    Because the carousel is a favorite project for children at night time, so this ?There are not many people waiting.

    When I looked up, all the lights at the top were on, warm yellow and warm yellow.

    With the drive of the machine, the Trojan horse rotates slowly up and down.

    Mu An'an leaned his head there, his mind wandering.

    "Little girl."

    "Little girl?"

    "Little girl!"

    Mu Anan felt someone grab his sleeve, and suddenly regained his senses.

    As soon as he looked up, he saw a woman sitting elegantly next to his wooden horse.

    The woman is about forty years old, wearing an elegant court-style skirt, matching top hat, and a well-maintained face.

    Very elegant.

    "Little girl, your phone just slipped out."

    The elegant woman handed the phone to Mu Anan.

    Only then did Mu Anan come back to his senses, and took the phone, "Thank you, I didn't even notice."

    "Break in love?" the elegant woman asked.

    Mu Anan looked up at her.

    The woman smiled faintly at her.

    Mu Anan pursed her lips, "Well, I just think that my boyfriend has an ex-girlfriend that I can't forget."

    Gu Xi was ten years old when he died.

    As far as Zongzheng Yu is concerned, he is just a young partner.

    But Mu An'an is still small-minded, and subconsciously pushes Gu Xi into the ranks of ex-girlfriends.

    "How old is your boyfriend?" the elegant woman asked.

    "28 years old." Mu Anan said.

    The elegant woman smiled, "28 years old, it's normal to have an ex-girlfriend. I can't forget it, and it's normal."

    Mu Anan didn't understand.

    The elegant woman said, "A man has talked about a girlfriend, but he forgets it when he turns around. It doesn't mean that the man can let it go, it means that the man is too fickle.

    A relationship will not be too involved in too much relationship.  "

    "But he" I am the only girlfriend.

    "Has he ever left you because of his ex-girlfriend?" the elegant woman asked.

    Mu Anan shook his head.

    "Is it because your ex-girlfriend talked harshly to you, or compared you with your ex-girlfriend?"

    Mu Anan still shook his head.

    "In this way, it shows that people can't forget it and just keep it in their hearts, and they don't want to rekindle their old feelings." The elegant woman said lightly.

    Mu Anan didn't speak.

    The elegant woman said, "Little girl, listen to auntie's persuasion. Ex-girlfriends are unavoidable, let alone a 28-year-old man, how can he not hide someone in his heart.

    He didn't say a word, or never took you as a comparison, which shows that he knows the difference between you and your ex-girlfriend very clearly.  "

    "If you keep haggling over every detail, then you will become his unforgettable ex-girlfriend as you wish."

    "But if you are generous and accompany him through the years and let time smooth out the traces of the past, then you will only become his most important status quo."

    The elegant woman's voice was faint, and Mu Anan listened carefully.

    She understands these reasons.

    It's just that she is too special.

    "What if this person dies?" Mu Anan asked, "Besides, did she die because of my boyfriend, or because my boyfriend had ptsd?"

    Mu An'an is like a lost and confused person.

    I want a word to convince myself to let myself go.

    And the elegant woman laughed suddenly after listening, "That's actually easy."

    Mu An'an was puzzled.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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