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Volume 4 The Coat of Arms of the Wolf Chapter 108 That Winter (2)

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    At ten o'clock in the afternoon, when a faint sound came, Mo Jian quickly raised his head and looked up. As the door slowly opened, that stunningly beautiful figure gradually appeared in his field of vision.

    Mo Jian looked at her quietly, looking at the sleeping face with a hint of sleepy pajamas hanging on it, looking at the empty eyes, sighed slowly and stood up.

    "Let's go."

    "Where to go?"

    Hearing the sound, Mo Jian stopped approaching in a daze. Looking at the empty eyes with an inexplicable mist rising, he couldn't help but suddenly had a bad premonition.

    "It's almost time to eat. Let's go back and have something to eat."

    "I'm not hungry."

    "Then it's time to go back. I've been out for so long. If I don't go back, Brother Ye will definitely be worried."

    "Going back to where?"

    Just such a simple question left Mo Jian at a loss for words. He couldn't answer because Namjoon was no longer there. Where would the place be without Nanjoon?  Without Namjoon, would there be any reason for her to go back?

    "I gotta go."

    When Nan Jiajia said this expressionlessly, Mo Jian's pupils also shrank to the extreme in an instant.

    "Where to go?"

    Just as Mo Jian was unable to answer her questions, the answer Nan Jiajia gave him was only a depressing silence.

    Mo Jian slowly opened the corners of his frozen lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, maybe just because he still remembered what Namjoon once said to him.

    She does not belong here, nor does she belong to anyone, and for her at this time, this place is also a sad place that evokes memories.

    "When?" Mo Jian hesitated for a while before looking at her again.

    "Now." Nan Jiajia replied without thinking.

    "School?" Perhaps for Mo Jian, this was no longer a question, but a struggle, because his uncertain face was filled with almost desperate struggle at the moment.

    "Yeah." Nan Jiajia responded expressionlessly.

    "You should always go back and discuss it with Brother Ye."

    "Who is he to me?"

    Nan Jiajia's cold and almost heartless tone immediately made Mo Jian's heart sink like a big hole.

    "You know he will be worried about you?!"

    "I don't know, and I don't need to."

    While saying this coldly, Nan Jiajia walked straight forward without looking at Mo Jian. However, just as she passed by Mo Jian, Mo Jian suddenly pulled her away.  live.

    "you can not¡­¡­"

    "Let go!" Before Mo Jian could finish her words, she was coldly interrupted by Nan Jiajia. I don't know whether it was the cold-as-a-blade tone or the ice-cold gaze, but Mo Jian's face became tangled and slow.  Lowered his arms.

    He shouldn't have let go so easily, but he couldn't find a reason to hold her cold palm tightly, so he finally slowly let go.

    ¡°When will you come back again?¡±

    Along with the weak arm hanging down was Mo Jian's face that looked doubly painful. Perhaps what he wanted to ask was not just these, but a more basic question, would it be possible?

    If she doesn¡¯t want to come back here from the bottom of her heart, how can she come back anytime?

    "I don't know." Nan Jiajia said these words coldly, then turned around again and walked straight to the corridor not far away.

    "Hey, Jiajia."

    With a weak call, Nan Jiajia slowly stopped at the handrail of the stairs, and said coldly without looking back: "Is there anything else?"

    Mo Jian slowly raised his head, and the face that was originally swallowed up by confusion also showed a faint smile when it was raised again.

    He looked at the slim back quietly, smiled as if he had figured something out, and said, "Wait for me, I will be with you soon."

    Nan Jiajia was shocked when she heard this, but then she replied in a cold voice: "Who do you think you are?"

    She left, leaving only this sentence, I don't know whether it should be regarded as disdain or something else. However, Mo Jian didn't care, he still looked at the empty corridor quietly, as if in his sight  Among them, she still stopped here.

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    The billiard room, the empty and silent billiard room, was originally so noisy and full of laughter, but now it seems so desolate.

    Ye Zi, that calm figure sitting quietly like a mountain also seems toSwallowed by the pervasive loneliness, the silence makes people feel inexplicably sad.

    "You're back." Ye Zi did not raise his head, he was still looking at the ground quietly with his heavy eyes.

    "Yeah." Mo Jian responded lightly, and slowly sat down on the empty bench next to Ye Zi.

    "Where is she?"

    Mo Jian slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a deep breath, and then lazily uttered two words, "Let's go."

    "Really?" Ye Zi seemed to have known it for a long time without any surprise, and even his voice was as calm as dead water.

    Mo Jian took a deep breath and exhaled a strong and choking smoke. He raised the corners of his lips helplessly and said, "Your reaction is too cold."

    Ye Zi turned to look at Mo Jian expressionlessly and said, "Give me one."

    Although Mo Jian was a little surprised, he then took out a cigarette and handed it over with the lighter. Ye Zi took the cigarette silently, lit it, took a deep breath, and then frowned and said  : "You can say it now."

    Mo Jian stared at Ye Zi blankly, and then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Ah, I plan to accompany her."

    After hearing what Mo Jian said, Ye Zi¡¯s brows furrowed tighter for some unknown reason, ¡°Is it because of him?¡±

    It was extremely difficult to distinguish between him and her, but Mo Jian didn't have a trace of doubt, perhaps because of his understanding of Ye Zi, or perhaps because of Ye Zi's understanding of him.

    ¡°Not just because of him, but also for Jiajia and me.¡±

    Ye Zi looked at Mo Jian quietly, a light as bright as stars gradually rose in those deep pupils, "Very good."

    Mo Jian was smiling. After all, it was not easy to get Ye Zi's praise. However, for some reason, there was a vague haze hidden in his faint smile.

    "But before that, there is one thing I have to do."

    "What's the matter?" Ye Zi seemed to have noticed something, and his relaxed expression instantly became serious.

    Mo Jian did not answer, but turned to look at the sparsely populated street, and said something puzzling in a faint voice.

    "Want to go for a drive?"
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