After Blake said these words, his gray-blue eyes stared at the man’s face, trying to see something from his face, but Mo Shichen’s handsome face looked inscrutable in the dim light. There is no emotional fluctuation.
His slender fingers flicked the soot, and the fine dust drifted away in the invisible wind, but the carbon red of the cigarette **** flashed and dimmed, “Is there any more?”
Black looked complicated, as if he wanted to say something, but he wanted to say nothing.
Mo Shichen seemed to have lost patience, and said lightly, “If you have something to say, just say it all at once. It doesn’t take five minutes.”
“No, that’s what I want to say… Maybe the past so many years have been meaningless to you, but…” Braque picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank the glass of wine in a long breath. He said afterward, “I heard that your marriage to that Miss Wen was not happy, and five years have passed. Whether she has feelings for you or not, she should have faded. Even though Muse still married me later… It was also after the news of your death that you broke the jar and fell. Now… At that time, you announced the marriage news shortly after I lied to you and she gave up. She was hit hard and collapsed for a long time. If you I still feel a little bit about her now…you can try to start again.”
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