She originally planned to leave him a letter and leave just like she did in her previous life.
In this way, you don't have to face so much pain.
She didn't know why, but she was a little afraid of seeing this man.
At this moment, the letter was lying in her backpack.
In her previous life, she was detained at home by Niu Xinghua and was not allowed to go out. She secretly asked Mo Yu for help and sent a letter to Xue Jinsong.
He bluntly said that he was already married and it was not suitable for the two of them to meet again, making him forget about him.
Even the bedding was brought back by Qiao Nanhai when he sent Qiao Dagui to work for her.
The two people never saw each other again and lost contact.
"I'm back now, aren't I?"
Mo Yan stroked his chest gently: "I'll take care of it now, we can only adapt to circumstances."
I'm also glad: Fortunately I came today, otherwise when Xue Jinsong went to Dabozi Village, things wouldn't be so good!
And I wonder: Why are some things different from the previous life?
For example, Xue Jinsong in front of me, and that stinky man Qiao Nanhai, some of their behaviors are very different from those in the previous life...
Mo Yan's thoughts drifted far away, and he was a little wandering.
"So do you have time now?"
Xue Jinsong looked at Mo Yan in a daze, his eyes shining with excitement, and couldn't help but poke her arm with his finger:
"I have something to tell you!"
Mo Yan came back to his senses and nodded quickly:
"Just in time, I also have something to tell you!"
The two of them followed each other to a place with few people, not far from the factory. They had often walked here before.
"Mo Yan, I want to tell you some good news!"
Xue Jinsong grabbed Mo Yan's shoulders, and the happiness on his face seemed to overflow:
"My mother promises..."
"Xue Jinsong,"
Mo Yan called him by his first and last name, which made Xue Jinsong stunned and funny:
"Why are you calling me like that again?"
When they first met, Mo Yan called him "Technician Xue". Later, when they got acquainted, he called him "Xue Jinsong." After the two established their relationship, they changed to calling him "Jinsong."
The names are different, and the relationships they represent are also different.
At this moment, Xue Jinsong realized that Mo Yan was a little different today.
"Are you encountering any difficulties? Tell me and we will solve it together!"
Facing this man in his memory, Mo Yan couldn't be as excited as the original owner.
What's more, even the original owner hasn't seen each other for many years.
It's not Mo Yan's style to be sloppy and dilly-dallying, and when it comes to this kind of thing, it's better to be straightforward.
But facing the other party's blazing eyes, Mo Yan couldn't bear it in his heart, so Mo Yan tactfully said one more thing.
She took two steps back, distanced herself from Xue Jinsong, raised her head, and said seriously:
"Xue Jinsong, I'm sorry, I have something very important to tell you, so please listen to me to the end."
Probably feeling Mo Yan's solemnity and alienation, Xue Jinsong's surging emotions calmed down a little, and his face became calmer:
"you say!"
But he didn't understand what Mo Yan said next.
Because he heard Mo Yan say that she got married the day before yesterday.
"Mo Yan, you, what are you talking about?"
Xue Jinsong stuttered uncontrollably:
"This joke is not funny at all..."
Mo Yan felt a surge of sadness in her heart because she remembered that the original owner once told her:
"Tell me, if I hadn't been so weak and resisted my father to the end...if I had married him...would my ending have been better?"
The original owner said that whenever she was most sad, helpless and painful, she had imagined this possibility countless times.
"Unfortunately, no matter how much you think about it, it is in vain."
The tears in the eyes of the original owner cannot be faked. She has never forgotten Xue Jinsong in her heart. It does not mean that she still loves him, but she is just a kind and helpless woman with only a little warmth left in her heart.
In any case, during the nearly two years that she had been dating Xue Jinsong, except for Xue Jinsong's family's opposition to their relationship, they had always gotten along very well.
Mo Yan couldn't figure out for a while whether it was her true feelings or the residual emotions of the original owner that were causing trouble. She even had the illusion that she was the original owner who was confessing and saying goodbye to her lover at this moment.
Mo Yan didn't know that she was already in tears at this moment.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it...I..."
She wanted to say that I jumped into the river to force myself to die, but unfortunately I was fished out by that man again, and her father...
Because she was so emotional, she cried uncontrollably and was speechless and breathless.
Mo Yan's legs gave way and she fell to the ground. The pain that had been suppressed for two lifetimes poured out, making those who heard her cry shudder.
"Mo Yan, Mo Yan!"
Xue Jinsong was frightened by her, half-kneeling in front of her and clumsily trying to comfort her.
Listening to the heart-rending cries of his beloved girl, the young man could no longer suppress the pain in his heart and held Mo Yan in his arms.
Tightly.
Hold tighter, tighter still.
During the time they were dating, they held hands secretly at most. Today, it was the first time that he grabbed her shoulders and held her in his arms.
Xue Jinsong is a well-educated young man, polite to everyone, energetic, and has a good family background. He is the admiration of many girls in the factory.
Unfortunately, he just fell in love with Mo Yan, a simple, kind-hearted and soft-tempered rural girl.
He still clearly remembers that day when he mustered up the courage to follow Mo Yan here while he was walking. He confessed to her with a burning face and a trembling voice, and the girl nodded slightly, with a shy blush on her face and twitching eyes.
At that moment, his heart swelled and happiness flowed freely, making him want to jump and shout.
The sweetness of the past is still vivid in my mind, and the happy picture is still in front of my eyes, but my beloved girl has become someone else's bride.
Xue Jinsong was in so much pain that he choked up.
In the biting cold wind, the two hugged each other and cried.
Fortunately, their factory is a bit remote. There are very few people passing by during commuting hours, and the weather is cold, so most people don't go out. Otherwise, such crying would have attracted a group of people.
Xue Jinsong could not understand no matter what. Today's society has reached the 1980s, how can there still be arranged marriages, and there are still rumors about parents ordering matchmakers.
That's ridiculous!
He sadly knew that he was finished.
If Mo Yan just got engaged, he would try his best to get it, but she was already married!
His upbringing doesn't allow him to destroy other people's marriages. He can't do it!
He cried for himself and felt even more sorry for the girl in his arms.
Xue Jinsong had the urge to cut the person who ruined his love into pieces, but that person was Mo Yan's father...
The two people vented their inner emotions wantonly.
Mo Yan had cried enough and vented her anger. She pushed Xue Jinsong away, stood up, took a long breath, and watched the white air dissipate.
