Chapter 143 Sorrow on a Rainy Night

The lights of the cars gathered into a long river of lights under the rain at night, which blurred people's joys and sorrows.

Jian Mo drove the car in the rainy night of 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... No matter how advanced the technology was, it couldn't make up for her sad heart at this moment.

A person who has no self-esteem in marriage, love or ability can only be shrouded in endless darkness, sinking... and sinking again.

The rain stopped, but the world was still wet and cold.

Jian Mo parked the car on the side of the road with some tiredness, opened the door and got out, walked to a small pavilion set up on the side of the road and sat down... The cold wind blew suddenly, and she shivered uncontrollably.

Jian Mo did not leave, but just lay on the cold stone table, staring blankly ahead, gradually, his eyes became distracted and without any focus...

Su Junli sat in the car and looked at the figure in the pavilion from a distance, and his heart suddenly felt stung.

At that time, when he was waiting for the traffic light on his way back from the concert hall, Jian Mo's car happened to be parked beside him... He opened the window to say hello, but she didn't respond at all.

I don't know what he was thinking, when the green light came on, he followed her... Just like that, he circled around Luocheng until he stopped here.

From beginning to end, she didn't notice his existence...

Su Junli was a little angry, not because Jian Mo didn't notice him, but because she was angry that if someone followed him with bad intentions, what should she do?

After a long while, Su Junli saw Jian Mo lying there motionless, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, looking at Mo Kong, who was dark and seemed to be suppressed, and got out of the car worried that she would be sick.

When Su Junli walked to the pavilion, he suddenly stopped...

Jian Mo's eyes didn't blink, and tears just kept pouring out, as if a dam had broken.

The hot tears ran across her cold skin, but Jian Mo didn't move, nor did she notice Su Junli standing there...but her heart was throbbing with pain, and she couldn't control it.

When she was with Chu Zixiao before, she didn't seem to have felt such a stinging pain...that kind of pain was a suffocating feeling that she couldn't control, as if she was drowning and could die at any time.

"Momo..." Su Junli called softly, but Jian Mo didn't respond at all. He walked forward and sat down beside Jian Mo, blocking her sight, "Momo?"

Jian Mo trembled her eyelashes, and big tears rolled down again, but she still didn't respond.

Su Junli's worried eyebrows were all tight together, and he moved Jian Mo gently, "Momo, what's wrong, huh?" Qinghu's voice was soft like a warm breeze, but it was anxious.

Jian Mo finally responded. She looked at Su Junli woodenly at first, then slowly sat up... When her thoughts came back to her mind, she quickly turned her face to the side and began to wipe her tears.

Su Junli looked at Jian Mo's actions without stopping her, but his eyes were filled with heartache... Then he took Jian Mo into his arms without thinking and hugged her tightly.

People's hearts are sometimes strong, and sometimes fragile...

Jian Mo had already wiped away her tears, but Su Junli's actions made her completely collapse.

With a "wow", her body began to twitch and she cried loudly... as if she wanted to vent all the emotions accumulated in the past two days.

Su Junli's heart was instantly hurt by Jian Mo's crying. He hugged her trembling body tightly, rested his chin on her head, and said softly: "If you want to cry, cry hard... After crying, we are still strong and optimistic Jian Mo, okay?"

Jian Mo did not answer him, but just cried hard, and her little hands were tightly grasping the clothes in her hands...

Su Junli's gentle and elegant face gradually overflowed with sadness. He didn't know what happened to her, but he studied psychology, and he peeked into her sadness...

If a marriage is not happy, why does she still imprison herself in it?

Jian Mo, you are such a proud and independent person, how can you be willing to endure such sadness...

The sound of "clicking" revealed a hint of weirdness in the empty night, and the sound of a professional SLR camera with the flash turned off and the night mode activated quietly slid by...

The man looked at the photos on the screen, then looked at the two people in the pavilion, and a smile of excitement overflowed from the corner of his mouth... He even thought of the headline of tomorrow's front page!

——The piano prince meets a beautiful woman at night. Is it a romantic date or a love affair in the car?

Just after following a line and preparing to go home, he caught another big news... The man thought, and the smile on his lips instantly spread to 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 looked at Su Junli and Jian Mo who were hugging each other, turned around and rode away on the lamb.

Jian Mo didn't know how long she cried, and she gradually stopped and pushed Su Junli slightly.

Su Junli let go of Jian Mo like a gentleman, looked at her with deep eyes, and then took out a handkerchief and handed it over...

Jian Mo didn't act pretentiously. After taking it, she wiped her face and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, you still have clothes..." As she said that, she raised the handkerchief in her hand, "I'll wash them and send them to you later."

"It's okay..." Su Junli said softly with a faint smile.

Jian Mo lowered her eyes, and her mood did not get better because of the emotions she vented.

Su Junli took off his suit jacket and put it on Jian Mo, "Can you tell me why you are crying so sadly?"

Jian Mo smiled self-deprecatingly and said a little tiredly: "Experts said... tears are a kind of detoxification."

"Beauty?" Su Junli exclaimed lightly, then laughed, and did not continue to ask.

Suddenly, Su Junli's expression froze, and then he stood up and said: "Wait a minute..." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran to his car.

Jian Mo looked at Su Junli's back wearing a light green shirt and a suit vest, and her eyes gradually wandered... She didn't know why he was here, but the embrace just now was really warm.

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Jian Mo shivered in her heart...

In fact, when her thoughts came back, she was stunned for a moment... just because she thought that the person sitting in front of her was Gu Beichen.

When did she start to rely on that man so much?

Su Junli came back soon, holding a cello in his hand.

Jian Mo sniffed and looked at Su Junli with some doubts...

"You use tears to detoxify, and I use music to cultivate your emotions." Su Junli smiled and said, "Well, soothing emotions will help you sleep at night, and good sleep is also a kind of beauty!"

With a 'puff', Jian Mo couldn't help laughing, although it was a bit bitter...

"In order to accommodate me," Jian Mo said with a smile, "it's really hard for a psychologist like you..."