The ceremony ended successfully, but as Mo Zichen said, after a gap of five years, if you want to re-enter Mo Zichen's heart, perhaps, it is very difficult.

Mo Zichen could not say that he was not aware of Qianlan, but his feelings were indeed quite complicated.

Sometimes, in retrospect, my heart is full of complaints.

After the ceremony, Mo Zichen and Qianlan returned to their high-end apartments, but to their respective doors, there seemed to be nothing to say between them.

“I’ll go home first, and I’ll have class tomorrow!”

Qian Lan nodded, "Tomorrow, I will return to the army."

It is nominally a fiancée, but the distance between the two seems to be much longer.

This time, Mo Zichen did not intend to take the initiative, after returning home, as usual to prepare for class.But after the bath in the middle of the night, Mo Zichen had opened the bedding to bed, but at this moment, he heard the ringing of the doorbell.

Mo Zichen opened the door in his pyjamas, but he saw Qianlan holding his luggage and standing at his door.

“I thought, since it’s a fiancé, can I move here?”

Mo Zichen looked at Qianlan, watching her as active as five years ago, there was an indescribable pain in her heart, but he still opened the door and allowed Qianlan to enter.

"The rooms are empty, the rest, don't quarrel with me at night, good night."With that, Mo Zichen did not even look at the thousand lanterns, and the diameter entered the master bedroom.

Qianlan did not reluctantly, but put the luggage down, and then in Mo Zichen's home, first familiar with the environment.

Don't look at Mo Zichen living alone for many years, but he will always clean up the house, and the things are arranged in an orderly manner, which is an uncompromising obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Later, Qianlan lived in the guest room, although she knew that such a forced stay in Mo Zichen's home, he must have difficulty in adapting to it, or, as he said, he still hated her a little, but after all, he did not throw her out, right?

However, for Qianlan, in addition to such a dead face, what can she do?

The next morning, as she had said, she had gone to the army, so when Mo Zichen got up, she was gone.

The family has her slippers and toiletries, and the otherwise deserted room is currently hung with her clothes and office utensils.

Why not?Mo Zichen thought to himself, then closed the door, and picked up his own textbooks and went to school to give a speech.

For a week, Qianlan did not appear at home, as if what had happened in the church before was a special dream.

Mo Zichen resumed his normal routine, nor was he troubled by the incident of Qianlan, and he still went his own way, sometimes staying in the school library for a whole day.

However, after the last class on Friday, Mo Zichen went out with the data, but he saw the students pointing to the military vehicle parked in front of the school building, and the female soldier talked about it.

Mo Zichen saw a thousand a thousand, went up: "How did you get here?"

"I want to go home, but I don't have the key."A thousand answered.

“Teacher Mo, is that?”There is a female classmate who secretly loves Mo Zichen, who can't help but come up to ask the identity of Qianlan, with a look of hope in her eyes, about, he does not want to hear any heartbreaking news, but Mo Zichen is realistic, since he is personally agreed, he has no intention of deprecating.

“This is my fiancée!”

"My fiancée is a soldier."

“That’s cool!”The students around me couldn’t help but sigh.

Mo Zichen did not say anything, just followed the thousands of miles into the car.

"Don't come to school, I'll give you a key."

“Did I make you embarrassed?”He was driving while asking for Mo Tzu.

"I like to keep it low."Mozi Chen answered coldly.

“The Son...”

"Go home, I'm tired."Mo Zichen interrupted the words of a thousand lanyans, and immersed himself in the data.

Qian Lan could not help, took a deep breath, took Mo Zichen back to the two people's apartment, and then entered the house one after the other.

"I'll make some porridge at night, you have to eat early to say, I will do it in advance, but if you don't like it, do it yourself or order a takeaway."After arriving home, Mo Zichen changed his clothes directly, then entered the kitchen, and waited until the meal was ready before he returned to his study.

Qian Lan felt that he was a complete outsider, because Mo Zichen did not exist at all.

To this end, Qianlan knocked on the door and entered Mo Zichen's study, leaned against the door, and said to him, "Have you been like this for five years?"

"There is no intention to keep your body as jade, just did not meet the appropriate."Mozi answered flatly.

“So what you said at church that day was all a lie?”

“Didn’t you help me that day?”And you still owe me a thank you."

"Once upon a time, you wouldn't be full of thorns like that."

“Five years have changed, but what about me?”After saying this, Mo Zichen looked up and looked at Qianlan, "Go to bed early at night."

“Are we going to stay cold and keep going?”

"At least for now, I'm not angry with you."With that, Mo Zichen buried his head again.

It’s hard, but it’s also accepted.

Because she did not know, after she proposed to break up, Mo Zichen experienced what kind of pain, she thought, at that time, the knife cut mess, is for everyone's good.

However, if she could insist on it at the beginning, and later thousands of families will change, then they will not miss five years.

At that time, Mo Zichen understood her helplessness, but now, he could not.

As if the older you are, the more you can’t understand why people give up their feelings so easily.

Just looking at the surface, Qianlan really did not see that Mo Zichen had such a deep complaint about her.

However, she also understands that it is not you who says sorry, I once gave up our feelings because I could not withstand family pressure, and Mo Zichen should immediately choose to forgive.

What's more, she did not do anything, she must let Mo Zichen rekindle her feelings for her.

So recently, Qianlan is observing the life of Mo Zichen and keeping his habits firmly in mind.

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder, the least like others to break their own inherent balance, so the daily steps are the same.

Soon, Qianlan touched through the various habits of Mozichen, and could also know what time period, which time period, and Mo Zichen staggered, what time period, to see that you can meet with him.

She even went to learn a few dishes that Mo Zichen liked.

Mo Zichen for the performance of Qianlan, not do not know, but, did not want to understand, how to accept.

He was wounded in his heart, not completely scrimided, especially as he had been as diligent as he had been, he would be more afraid, afraid of himself one day, and was abandoned.

Just a thousand lanches at home, really more and more impudent, and even...

Wearing a shirt, he walked around the living room, revealing a pair of slender legs.