Chapter 143: Sadness under the rainy night

Chapter 143 Sorrow Under Rainy Night
The car lights at night converged into a long river of lights under the rain, blurring people's joys and sorrows.
Jian Mo drove around in the rainy night in Los Angeles, circle after circle.
She didn't know what she was doing, but she knew that she didn't want to go back to the place where there was no taste of home...how high-end technology, there is no way to make up for her sad heart at the moment.
A person who has no self-esteem in terms of marriage, love, or ability can only be shrouded in the boundless darkness, constantly sinking... and sinking again.
The rain stopped, but the world was still cold.
Jian Mo was a little tired and parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and got out of the car, walked to a small pavilion beside the bypass and sat down... The cold wind blew by suddenly, and she shivered uncontrollably. .
Jian Mo didn't leave, but just lay on the cold stone table, staring at the front with dull and hollow eyes. Gradually, there was no loose focus...
Su Junli sat in the car and looked at the figure in the pavilion from a distance, and his heart was suddenly stung.
Back then from the concert hall to wait for the traffic lights, Jian Mo's car happened to be parked aside... He opened the window to say hello, but she didn't respond at all.
He didn't know what to think, when the green light was on, he followed her...just like this, circling around Los Angeles until he stopped here.
From beginning to end, she did not notice his existence...
Su Junli was a little angry. It wasn't that Jian Mo didn't find him, but that what would she do if she followed someone with bad intentions?
After a while, Su Junli frowned when Jian Mo was lying motionless, looking at the dull Mo Kong that seemed to be pressed down, worrying that she got out of the car because of her illness.
When Su Junli walked to the pavilion, he suddenly stopped...
Jian Mo's eyes didn't blink, and tears flowed out like that, as if a bank broke.
Hot tears swept across the cold skin, Jian Mo didn't move, nor did she notice Su Jun standing there... It's just that the position of the heart was sore that she couldn't control it.
When she was with Chu Zixiao before, she didn't seem to have felt this kind of tingling...The kind of pain was a suffocation that she couldn't control. It was like drowning and she would die at any time.
"Momo..." Su Junli called out softly, but Jian Mo didn't react at all. He stepped forward and sat down beside Jian Mo, blocking her sight, "Momo?"
Jian Mo quivered her eyelashes, and the big teardrops rolled down again, but she still didn't respond.
Su Jun's worried eyebrows were tightly together, and he moved Jian Mo lightly, "Momo, what's the matter, eh?" Qing Huo's voice was soft as if it were warm wind, but he was worried.
Jian Mo finally had a reaction. First, she looked at Su Junli dumbly, and then sat up slowly... When her thoughts returned completely, she hurriedly turned her face aside, and started wiping away tears with her hands.
Su Junli didn't stop watching Jian Mo's movements, but distressed the bottom of his eyes... Then he fished Jian Mo into his arms without thinking, and hugged him tightly.
Sometimes the human heart is very strong, sometimes also very fragile...
Jian Mo had already wiped away the tears, but Su Junli's movements completely broke her.
With a ‘wow’, her body began to twitch and cry... as if to vent all the emotions accumulated over the past two days.
Su Junli's heart was immediately agitated by Jian Mo's crying. He tightly wrapped her trembling body with his chin resting on her head and said softly: "If you want to cry, cry hard... cry After that, we are still strong and optimistic Jian Mo, okay?"
Jian Mo didn't answer him, but was crying vigorously, her little hand clenching the clothes in her hand tightly...
Su Junli Wen Runjunya's face gradually overflowed with sadness. He didn't know what happened to her, but he studied psychology, but he peeped into her sadness...
If a marriage is not happy, why would she still imprison herself in it?
Jian Mo, you are such a proud and self-reliant person, how can you be willing to endure such sadness...
The sound of "click, click, click" in the empty night was a bit weird, and the sound of the professional SLR camera with the flash turned off and the night mode slipped quietly...
The man looked at the photos on the screen and then at the two people in the pavilion. There was a smile of excitement on the corners of his mouth... and even he had already thought about the title of the front page of tomorrow!
Piano prince night party beautiful ladies, is embracing in the pavilion a romantic meeting or going to the rain in the car?
Just after following a line and preparing to go home, he caught the big news again... The man thought, the smile on the corner of his mouth instantly filled his eyes.
The man picked up the camera and took another photo of the two cars parked on the side of the road... Then he glanced at Su Junli and Jian Mo who were hugging each other, then turned and rode away on the little sheep.
Jian Mo didn't know how long she had been crying before she gradually stopped the momentum and pushed Su Junli slightly.
Su Jun let go of Jian Mo from the gentleman, looked at her with deep eyes, then took out the handkerchief and handed it over...
Jian Mo was not hypocritical either. After taking it, she wiped her face and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, your clothes still have..." Then, she raised the handkerchief in her hand, "I will wash it later and give it to you. past."
"It's okay..." Su Junli said with a soft smile.
Jian Mo lowered her eyes, not feeling better because of her emotions.
Su Junli stepped back his suit jacket and put it on Jian Mo, "Can you tell me why I cry so sad?"
Jian Mo laughed at himself and said tiredly: "The expert said... Tears are a kind of detoxification."
"Beauty?" Su Junli said softly, then laughed, and did not continue to ask.
Suddenly, Su Jun's expression was stagnant, and then he stood beside him and said, "Wait..." When the words fell, the others had already rushed to his car.
Jian Mo watched Su Junli wearing a light fruit green shirt and wearing a suit and vest, his eyes gradually drifting away... She didn't know how he was here, but the embrace just now was really warm.
With a self-deprecating smile, Jian Mo felt awkward...
In fact, when her thoughts came back together, she was stunned for a moment... just because she thought Gu Beichen was sitting in front of her.
When did she rely on that man so much?
Su Junli returned soon, still holding a cello in his hand.
Jian Mo sniffed, looking at Su Junli with some confusion...
"You use tears to detox, and I use music to cultivate your emotions." Su Jun said with a smile on his lips, "Well, soothing emotions will help you sleep at night, and good sleep is also a kind of beauty!"
With a ‘pouch’, Jian Mo couldn’t help laughing, although a bit bitter...
"In order to accommodate me," Jian Mo said with a smile, "It's really hard to be a psychologist like you..."