There was a dull pain in the heart.

It was as if someone was carrying a heavy sledgehammer and pounding her heart.

A voice in her mind said, No.

No.

It can't be admitted.

No, go see him.

Leave the name of Ruan Xiaomo to him and Jin liefeng, even if it is a memorial they once entangled.

She needs a new life, Mo Xiuze needs it, so does Su Qiqi.

She didn't want to go back in time.

We shouldn't waste the chance that Mo xiuzefei tried his best to save her.

"No Ruan Xiaomo turns around and smiles at Mo Xiuze: "it's just a moment's fun to want to go. If you think about the consequences, you can't do it."

She had a firm smile and had made a decision in her mind.

She would not have such a childish and stupid idea again.

Experienced life and death, she implicated the people around her, and also walked in front of the gate of death.

Nothing is better than a secure life.

Even if her feelings had been involuntarily affected by the overbearing man, touched by him, so what?

Ruan Xiaomo was tenacious, tough, but naive.

Now she will not make such naive mistakes again.

Mo Xiuze's expression did not change. He sat so quietly on the chair and looked at her. His expression was as quiet as before. The sharp question was not asked by him.

But his eyes, it seems clear again, he knows what she is thinking.

Ruan Xiaomo can't face his eyes. She turns around, grabs the rag and continues to wipe the water stains on the table.

"Bad, that's about it. In fact, I want to say this morning that when the event is over, I'll --"

"Xiaomo, if I say that I have a way to let you see Jin liefeng at the funeral under the condition of security?"

Ruan Xiaomo's figure froze.

"Xiao Mo, I don't care whether you want to see him for the last time or attend your own funeral, but as long as it's what you want to do, I will try my best to do it."

Mo Xiuze gave a bitter smile.

"I misunderstood you, I missed you, I now Now I want to make up for what I used to be. I'm... "

His voice stagnated for a moment, and then his voice seemed to be thick and hot magma hidden under the shallow volcanic ash.

"I love you."

I love you.

Before he went abroad to study, Ruan Xiaomo had said this to himself many times in his heart.

She loves Mo Xiuze and looks forward to the future with him.

But who knows, this future has gradually become a future that can never come.

"Mo Xiuze, I -"

"I know what you want to say, just this time." Mo Xiuze's voice seems to contain self mockery, "this time, don't say it, don't say it, refuse me, little foam."

He knew what she was going to say.

But only this time, don't say it.

Whether he deceives himself or others, just this time, don't say it.

Ruan Xiaomo's heart was choked and his eyes were a little hot.

Love, just know the feeling of being rejected.

But is she worth it?

If Mo Xiuze is willing to listen to Uncle Mo and aunt Mo, he doesn't have to go to the end of the world and lose his identity with her.

The identity of Mohist master is enough for him to spend the rest of his life comfortably.

Such a man, she did not love.

"If you want to see him, I'll do something for you." Mo Xiuze was quiet for a moment and said firmly, "the time for the funeral is three days later. Three days later, I will let you see him."

Without waiting for Ruan Xiaomo to respond, he just got up, opened the door and went out.

Ruan small foam hands on the table, quietly staring at the table filled with water cups, and the table has not been cleaned.

Tears drop by drop on the table.

She used to think that she didn't love Jin liefeng, but it was the most painful thing in the world that she was imprisoned by him and asked for love from him.

But now she knows.

The most painful thing is now.

For three days, the weather continued to rain.

Sure enough, as she thought before, when the funeral was held, it was still cloudy.

Today's weather, drizzle falling from the sky, the sky's dark clouds cover the sun, at a glance, dark as if the clouds are falling to the earth.

At best, some raindrops are trapped on the pedestrians who are lazy to take umbrellas, but the rain is not strong enough to wet the whole coat.

Most of the people who came to the funeral took umbrellas.

At the time of the wedding, all the people present were dignified, and so was the funeral.

In the cemetery area of S City, one car after another stops outside the cemetery.

Celebrities, dignified, dressed in black, with umbrellas in their own hands or subordinates, hurried past reporters' cameras and went to the cemetery.Ruan Xiaomo's eyes anxiously swept one person after another, but he never saw Jin liefeng in the crowd.

Is he coming back today?

It should be.

She died. Although she had not married him before she died, he still declared that she was his wife.

His wife's funeral, he is sure to appear.

There was a stir among the reporters outside.

Flash one after another, reporters in a hurry to follow the pace of a group of bodyguards, during the push and squeeze, questioning voice and the voice of the bodyguards scold intertwined.

It's noisy and chaotic.

Ruan Xiaomo tried to see the man who just got off the bus from the crowd, but only saw the crowd jostling and noisy.

She knew that Jin liefeng was in the crowd, but she couldn't see him.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, there was a shot like thunder in the sky.

This sound scared all the people to move again.

The bodyguards gradually spread out, revealing the man in the middle.

He was wearing a black suit, a black cloak, a small pendant, hanging on his collar, shaking from time to time with his movements.

When Ruan Xiaomo saw clearly what he was holding in his hand, he couldn't help taking a cold breath.

Jin liefeng has a gun in his hand.

The black body of the gun, in rainy days, is cold.

The muzzle of the gun is still exposed to the temperature just after a bullet was fired.

Jin liefeng stood in the center of the bodyguard group with cold eyes and cold complexion.

He swept through the crowd one by one. The madness and cruelty of his eyes made his heart tremble involuntarily.

"At my wife's funeral, people are not allowed to talk."

Jin liefeng's voice was as cold as the rainy weather, and the gloomy tone of voice weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

"I don't mind buying another graveyard for anyone who dares to quarrel and make trouble again. It's on the ground, underground and buried!"

Ruan Xiaomo covers his mouth and stares at him.

Jin liefeng was arrogant and domineering before, and he never covered up his cruel side. However, it was the first time that he directly drew a gun to threaten even live cameras.