Chapter 846 Don’t Dislike Me

After the kiss ended, Wen Ran's entire body collapsed in Mo Xiuchen's arms.

Her face was hot, her eyes were blurred, and her legs were even more sore and weak. It had been too long since she had had such intimacy, and her heart seemed to be about to pop out of her chest at any time.

Mo Xiuchen put his big hands around her waist, and there was fire jumping in his hot and deep eyes. After all, he was afraid of scaring her. He suppressed the thought of continuing and said hoarsely: "Of course, can you introduce this to me? Where is it?"

He felt that there was a sense of familiarity here, but it was shapeless in his mind, and he couldn't remember why it was familiar and what meaning this place had to him.

Wen Ran secretly calmed down her mind, then raised her eyes, and when she met his deep and hot eyes, her heart trembled again.

A slight smile broke out between her beautiful brows, and she turned her eyes to look around the huge yard. Finally, her eyes stopped on a cherry tree, and the scene of Mo Xiuchen standing on the cherry tree and smiling at her appeared in front of her eyes.

Her heart suddenly felt warm.

He pointed at the tree and said softly: "Xiuchen, when the cherries were ripe, you were still picking cherries for me on the tree."

There was a bit of confusion on Mo Xiuchen's face. He frowned and tried to remember something. A gentle voice stopped him. "Xiuchen, don't rush to remember the past. Let me introduce it to you first." , don’t force yourself to think about it, you know?”

She was afraid that the less he could remember, the more anxious he would become.

Looking at her caring eyes, Mo Xiuchen couldn't help but curl his lips and agreed gently: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, we have a lifetime. However, if I can't remember those times in my lifetime, then I will Remember, every day from now on, don’t dislike me, okay?”

For some reason, his deliberately soft-spoken words "Don't dislike me" made Wen Ran feel sad. She glared at him pretending to be annoyed and said angrily: "You are a handsome, noble, wise and decisive Mo Da. President, whoever dares to dislike you, if you don’t dislike me, I will burn incense."

"Haha, of course, you don't need to burn incense. I can still remember you even if I forget myself. I can't escape from your grasp in this life."

Mo Xiuchen's teasing words drove away the sadness in Wen Ran's heart. She couldn't help but laugh. She gave him a sharp look with her eyes and grabbed his big hand with her small hand. "Let's walk around the yard. There are also some plants in the back. I’ll take you to see the fruit trees.”

"good!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly and charmingly, and Xitan's eyes were full of doting. Let her hold his hand and walk forward, listening to her soft and soft voice: "Xiuchen, when you first brought me here, it was the season when cherries were just ripening. At that time, it was also the season for you. When you’re sick.”

Hearing the suppressed sadness in Wen Ran's tone, Mo Xiuchen's heart tightened, and he subconsciously held her soft little hand in his palm. The two of them stood in front of the marble table under the cherry tree. Wen Ran pointed at the few stars. The cherry tree said: "That afternoon, you were responsible for picking cherries on the tree, and I was responsible for eating them under the tree. We stayed here for one night, and the next day, we picked a lot of cherries and gave them away."

"By the way, let me show you the photo."

Wen Ran said, reaching for his cell phone.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened and he watched her take out her phone and find the photo. She turned sideways and flipped through the photo album to show him: "Xiu Chen, look, this is the photo I took when you were picking cherries. Isn’t he handsome?”

"Um."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with enthusiasm. He looked at the photo on Wen Ran's phone. Yes, that was him.

He stood on the cherry tree, some holding cherries and bending down to hand them to her, some reaching out to pick cherries on the branches, and some smiling gently at her...

Each one is evidence of their happiness. Looking at those photos, he felt an unspeakable complex emotion in his heart. The other long arm tightly hugged Wen Ran's waist, "Ran Ran."

Wen Ran's body stiffened. She heard the complex emotions in his tone and felt his mood. She turned her head and looked at him softly: "Xiu Chen, do you know? You told me back then that you would wait for Come back and plant many fruit trees for me. From now on, you will accompany me here to pick fruits every year when the fruits are ripe. When we are old, we will still live here..."

In those days when he was away, every time she thought of those words, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.

She was not counting the days and suffering day by day, but was suffering every moment. The pain of longing mixed with panic was incomprehensible to others.

"Of course, I'm sorry."

The tenderness and doting in Mo Xiuchen's eyes was replaced by deep guilt and distress. He knew that he was far away in country D, and how tormented and sad his days with Cheng Jia were.

She must be sad and desperate.

Not only did she dare not contact him, she even dared not admit that she was connected to his phone.

Thinking of what she said on the phone, "You made the wrong call", his heart felt like it was being plucked hard by a big invisible hand. The pain was sharp, and the hand holding her waist tightened suddenly.

A layer of moisture appeared in Wen Ran's eyes at some point, and the originally clear eyes became more crystal clear under the water mist, like fine pearls.

She blinked, forcing herself to suppress the surge of sadness in her heart. A gentle smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly: "Xiuchen, don't apologize, this is not your fault."

Even if he is really with Cheng Jia, even if he treats her as a stranger for the rest of his life, she will not blame him, never.

He is her Xiuchen, the man she loves. As long as he lives well, she is willing to keep this love in her heart forever. Just like she said, she will live her life with her love and memories of him.

"Xiuchen, this villa is the home of your grandparents. You told me that you spent a happy childhood here when you were a child."

Wen Ran pursed her lips, smiled brightly, and continued to introduce to him.

"Really? This is my grandparents' home?"

He led Wen Ran around to the back of the villa, and then back from the right. He was still only a little familiar in his heart and could not recall any fragments.

Wen Ran said with a smile: "Xiuchen, because of time constraints, you didn't tell me the interesting things about your childhood. When you remember one day, you must tell me them all."

She wanted to know everything about him, share his happiness, and share his sorrow.

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded, and promised gently: "Okay, Ranran, when I remember the past, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"That's it." Wen Ran smiled extremely happily, her eyes blinked, as bright as stars, her voice was brisk and very comfortable to listen to: "Don't be in a hurry, I will keep waiting. Let you remember."

"Of course, thank you."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was low and gentle, and his heart was filled with emotion.