After the divorce, she disappeared overnight

Chapter 126: Nuan Nuan, do you like me? Even if only a little

At this time, Ning Xiaonuan took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said softly: "Brother Mo, I'm sorry..."

Shen Mo's heart tightened, and an uneasy premonition came to his mind.

Doesn't she like herself?

Is it because I have been too busy these days and neglected her, so she is angry with me?

He suppressed his inner emotions so as not to scare her, and asked calmly, "Hmm? Why do you have to say sorry?"

Ning Xiaonuan bit her lip and continued, "I have to go back to school in two days."

Shen Mo was startled, frowned slightly, and asked: "Go back to school? Study for a master's degree?"

"Ah."

After receiving a positive answer, Shen Mo was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "This is a good thing. You should pursue your dreams."

Ning Xiaonuan's eyes gradually became moist, and she said in a tearful voice: "Brother Mo, I'm really sorry for hiding this from you. In fact, I had already received the school's admission letter before I came back."

"My mother kept urging me to come back, but I knew they would never agree, so I had to keep it a secret."

"I'm sorry for wasting your time. If you meet someone more suitable, let's get married..."

Shen Mo reached out his hand, gently wiped away the tears from Ning Xiaonuan's eyes, and comforted her: "Silly girl, I am so happy for you that you can continue your studies and realize your dreams. Don't feel sorry for me, this is an important choice in your life, I support you."

"As for you, I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes."

Ning Xiaonuan burst into tears. She grabbed Shen Mo's hand and said with a sob: "But, but you are not young anymore. Auntie must hope that you can get married soon. I..."

Shen Mo held Ning Xiaonuan's hand tightly and said seriously: "Nuannuan, do you like me? Even if it's just a little bit, as long as you tell me, I will wait no matter how long it takes."

"I... I'm sorry." Ning Xiaonuan lowered her head, her voice so soft that it seemed as if only she could hear it.

She didn't want him to continue waiting for a fruitless future.

"Nuannuan, look at me." The man's voice was still gentle, but there seemed to be a subtle tremor in it.

Ning Xiaonuan slowly raised her head and met the man's deep gaze.

She saw his tightly pursed lips, like a stiff straight line, and his eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion.

"I'm sorry, I just... treat you as a brother." Her voice became lower and lower, and at the end it was almost inaudible.

After saying this, Ning Xiaonuan felt as if her heart was stabbed by something.

She tried hard to make her expression look more natural, but tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Shen Mo's face became extremely gloomy.

His tightly pursed lips moved, but in the end he didn't utter a word.

His eyes were fixed on Ning Xiaonuan, as if he wanted to see through her eyes what she was really thinking deep down.

Yet he saw no trace of lies or hypocrisy in her eyes.

"I'm going out for a while, you go to sleep first." Shen Mo suddenly stood up, said this, then turned around and left home.

As the door closed, the whole room fell into silence.

Ning Xiaonuan sat blankly on the edge of the bed, tears finally bursting out.

She didn't know how long she had been crying, she just felt the sour emotions in her heart surging like a tide, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She recalled every moment she had spent with Shen Mo. Those once beautiful memories had now turned into sharp blades, stabbing into her heart one by one.

Finally, she suppressed her physical fatigue and slowly stood up.

Walking into the room and looking around, every corner is filled with traces of their time together.

Especially that bed, she could even clearly remember lying on it with him.

These memories were like a ruthless hammer, constantly hitting her already broken heart.

After a moment, Ning Xiaonuan took a deep breath and began to pack her things silently.

She folded the clothes one by one and put them into the box. Every movement seemed so slow and heavy.

It didn't take long to finish organizing everything. Actually, there weren't many things, but it took me more than half an hour to do it.

She picked up her suitcase and slowly walked towards the door.

Before leaving, she stopped and looked back at the place that once gave her warmth and comfort.

Although she was very reluctant in her heart, she knew clearly that once she said it, she could not take it back.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, resolutely opened the door and walked out.

The moment the door closed, she felt as if she had lost the whole world.

She took a taxi to a hotel, checked in, and then dragged her tired body into the room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the mobile phone, she was hesitating whether to call him. He must be angry with her... After thinking about it, she finally didn't have the courage to dial.

I lay on the edge of the bed, crying, and I don’t know how long it took before I fell asleep.

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A bar on the corner.

Familiar corridors, familiar boxes.

As soon as Shen Mo entered the door, he asked someone to serve several glasses of high-concentration liquor.

The dim lights were flickering, and the room exuded an extremely cold atmosphere that seemed to be able to freeze people.

The waiter quickly brought the wine to his box.

There was no music and it was so unusually quiet that one couldn't help but gasp.

"Mr. Shen, the wine is here. If you need anything, please call me." The waiter had cold sweat on his forehead and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

"Go out."

"Yes." After saying that, he quickly left the box.

Shen Mo leaned back on the comfortable sofa, drinking glass after glass of liquor.

His eyes were fixed on the mobile phone on the table, as if he was waiting for a crucial call.

Time passed by, but the screen never lit up.

Gradually, as the hours passed, hope faded.

He had already drunk quite a bit of wine at this point, and being about 70% drunk made him even more agitated.

The anger in my heart is like a burning flame, with no outlet to vent.

Finally, he couldn't stand the torture of waiting any longer, so he stood up and left the bar.

He staggered towards his own boxing gym, where he usually trained and released himself.

After entering the boxing gym, Shen Mo took off his shirt without hesitation, revealing his strong muscles and wheat-colored skin.

He clenched his fists and used all his strength to hit the sandbag hard again and again.

Every punch he threw was filled with anger and unwillingness from deep within his heart; sweat slid down his forehead and soaked his clothes.

After an unknown amount of time, his body was finally exhausted and his strength was depleted.

Finally, he lay on the ground helplessly, gasping for breath.

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