"JAC, do you hate me?"
"The previous love and hatred have been canceled together. Mo Songnian, you and I owe nothing to each other."
Every year when it snows, Jiang Huai looks forward to Mo Songnian spending a little time with him, even just a few minutes, a smile, a happy New Year...
But these are just fantasies. Jiang Huai doesn't want to stay in the capital for long. He just wants to go home, to the small mountain village, to the place where his grandma is.
Mo Songnian would humiliate Jiang Huai when he was in a bad mood. Jiang Huai closed his eyes. Last time on Mo Songnian's birthday, Jiang Huai had saved up money for a long time and bought a pair of rings with Mo Songnian.
Jiang Huai was very nervous and then he remembered that he had forgotten to knock on the door, so he gathered up the corners of the white clothes he had washed.
"Hug... Sorry, I forgot, I won't do it next time..."
Before he could finish his words, Mo Songnian asked him
"Do you still want a next time?"
Jiang Huai was so nervous that he stuttered.
!
"I... I didn't mean that, I wanted to..."
Mo Songnian was already feeling impatient and frowned.
"I'll tell you one last time. Wherever I go from now on, I don't want to see you to save face."
Jiang Huai felt a sting in his heart and silently took out a white box from his pocket, which contained a pair of rings.
"Do you know how cheap the gift you gave is?" Mo Songnian raised his eyebrows as if mocking
"Happy birthday, I'm leaving first." Jiang Huai was afraid that tears would burst out of his eyes in the next second.
Jiang Huai opened his eyes and looked at the happiness wet with tears. He sat down on his seat and wrote the envelope again, then put it in the drawer and locked it.
If one day he is gone, he may want to let Mo Songnian know that his love is not cheap, but all he can do is write a letter to Mo Songnian
He didn't know when these days would end. He only knew that Mo Songnian's disgust for him had reached the extreme.
Inferiority and Sensitivity (Suffer) x Chasing Wife at the Crematorium (Attack)
Intention: Babes can't put it down
