I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

"what are you doing……"

Han Chen lowered his head, pressed his lips to her ear, and said softly, "Do something bad."

Zhou Mo was stiff all over.

Han Chen's kisses fell densely.

After that, however, nothing happened.

Zhou Mo's body was as stiff as a dead fish.

"It's boring."

Han Chen got up, rolled over and fell beside Zhou Mo, lying side by side with her.

Zhou Mo looked at the ceiling, but didn't react.

Han Chen turned to look at her, "Scared?"

Zhou Mo regained his senses and nodded mechanically.

Han Chen turned his head and unconsciously closed his eyes with the back of his hand, "I'm leaving."

"Go?" Zhou Mo turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

"Well, back to the imperial capital."

"Going to college?"

"Yes, we are also moving back to the imperial capital. Here...my mother has already contacted the seller."

Zhou Mo's heart skipped a beat, as if a cannonball had been dropped on her heart, splashing thick water, causing blood to flow from her chest.

"Won't you come back?"

"Ah."

Zhou Mo turned over and lay on her side, facing Han Chen, seeing that he was covering his eyes with the back of his hands, she couldn't see his expression clearly, nor did she know what was going on in his heart.

At that moment, Zhou Mo understood what it means to feel heartache.

"when are we leaving."

"Finish the volunteer application."

Han Chen's tone was very calm, as usual, no sadness or joy could be heard.

Zhou Mo buried his head deeply, his nose was inexplicably acidic, and he couldn't breathe.

"Why didn't you come back?" Zhou Mo's voice trembled a little.

"There's no reason to come back."

"because I?"

Han Chen did not answer.

Zhou Mo was not reconciled, "Is it because you don't want to see me again?"

Han Chen remained silent.

Zhou Mo was anxious and angry, seeing Han Chen's unsalty look, she became more and more sad, and pulled off Han Chen's arm that was over his eyes.

Han Chen opened his eyes with surprise, but saw Zhou Mo's eye circles were red.

"Look at me and answer me, is it because we broke up? You don't want to come back?"

Han Chen didn't answer directly, "This is not where I live in the first place."

He came here only temporarily, this is not his hometown.

Han Chen spent the first 17 years of his life in the imperial capital, where he was at the foot of the emperor, where he enjoyed the highest quality educational resources and living conditions in the country, so coming to Dongjiang was completely condescending.

Zhou Mo has always known that Han Chen's family conditions are very good.

&nb, nike, even when he bought a pirated version and didn't know there was a genuine one, Han Chen was already close to Adidas Converse.

At that time, Zhou Mo didn't know anything about clothing brands. Liu Xiangru bought her clothes and shoes casually in small shops in small shopping malls, and never paid attention to any brand or not.

She also listened to the discussion of her classmates, so she realized that there are so many exquisite clothes and shoes.

Although she doesn't know the brand of clothing, Zhou Mo is not stupid, she can tell if Han Chen has money or not.

The most intuitive thing is pocket money.

Zhou Mo only had 100 yuan in pocket money a week, which was already a lot in the class at that time, but Han Chen used exaggeration to describe it, or in other words, Han Chen had never had such a thing as pocket money.

&nbtm machine withdrawal, there is no need for Liang Xinyun to give him pocket money.

So Han Chen and her have never been in the same world.

It's just that God dozed off for a while, causing Han Chen to fall into the mortal world and fall into the nest of mortals to survive the catastrophe, so there was such a dewy relationship with her.

And he is destined to return to the world that belongs to him.

She couldn't do without Dongjiang, he had to go back to the imperial capital.

They can't have a future.

Zhou Mo knew it all, but Han Chen became more mean and cruel. He said goodbye, and he still refused to say a soft word, even if he lied to her.

But he was not even willing to cheat, and said firmly that he would not come back.

Zhou Mo felt extremely uncomfortable.

Even if she was the one who broke up, it wasn't that there was no relationship between them.

The breakup was the result of her deliberation, and she had no choice.

She didn't want their pretty good relationship to end too heavy, and she didn't want them to blame each other for it, why she didn't go to the imperial capital with him, or why he couldn't stay with her in Dongjiang.

There are not so many wishes in life, and there are not so many reasons. Everyone has his own way to go.

Han Chen and she were not on the same path.

She has always known.

She even preset the parting scene, and she must send him away with a smile, wishing him a smooth journey to his great future.

Or she can say fearlessly that she has a QQ friend anyway, and will keep in touch with her often in the future, and then wave her hand as if saying goodbye to a friend.

But Han Chen said "I won't come back again" without even being polite, Zhou Mo felt uncomfortable and couldn't figure it out.

Why are you leaving, maybe you will never see her again, and he won't even say a word to coax her.

"Will you forget me?" Zhou Mo held his breath, tears streaming down his face.

Han Chen didn't answer, his fingertips brushed her eyelashes left and right, and his voice was a little hoarse, "We broke up, why are you crying?"

Zhou Mo knocked off his hand, and the bitterness in her chest could no longer be suppressed. She suddenly carried her into Han Chen's arms and hit his head on Han Chen's ribs.

Han Chen was in pain from being hit by her, and reminded in pain, "You shouldn't hug me."

"You have no conscience!"

Han Chen was puzzled.

Zhou Mo looked up, aimed at Han Chen's neck, and took a bite.

When his teeth touched the soft skin, Han Chen was furious, as if frightened, he stood up and tried to escape, "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know," Zhou Mo hugged his waist and did not let go, "I want you to remember me."

Han Chen was upset by her, even though the air conditioner in the room was on, he was sweating from the heat.

"Sprinkle."

He went to break Zhou Mo's hand.

Zhou Mo didn't, hugged him tightly, leaned his ears on his chest, looked up at him, "Han Chen, I haven't seen your abs yet, do you have any, are you lying? Let me see Can you see it?"

"Let go," Han Chen pushed Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo deliberately stuck it tighter.

She put her chin on his breastbone, looked at him foolishly and smiled, "Han Chen, what should I do so that you can't forget me?"

Han Chen half-supported his body and turned his head, "I haven't drunk, what are you talking about drunk?"

Zhou Mo's heart was chilled, she didn't care, she got up and held Han Chen's face, and kissed him.

Since then, the dry firewood and fire have been out of control.

At the age when hormone secretion is the most vigorous, their behavior is no different from poisoning each other, and they are still addicted.

The tide receded and the reef emerged.

Zhou Mo's skin was blown uncomfortable by the air conditioner, and she was short of breath, nestling in Han Chen's arms.

Han Chen buried his head in her neck, and asked with restraint: "Have you thought about it? I've been drinking, and if I continue, it's impossible to stop."

Zhou Mo understood what he meant, this was her last chance.

She tilted her head and kissed his temple lightly, "If you can always remember me..."