Wen Ran looked at him, pressed the answer button, and said "heat" lightly.

Mo Xiuchen leaned into the seat with his long body, his hands resting on his legs, his slender fingers bent slightly, and there was a lazy look between his eyebrows.

Not wanting that he could hear the phone, Wen Ran specially held the phone in his left hand and placed it on his left ear. After she finished speaking, Cheng Jia's questioning came from the phone: "Wen Ran, are you with Xiu Chen?"

When Wen Ran pressed the answer button, he guessed that Cheng Jia made this call for Mo Xiuchen.

Sure enough, as she thought.

She pursed her lips gently, her voice calm and calm: "Cheng Jia, are you too bored? I'm at work and I don't have time to talk nonsense to you."

"Wen Ran, you can't deceive me. Xiu Chen returned to China, but he didn't go home, and he wasn't even in City G. You said, is he with you? Where did you go?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

After Wen Ran said that, he was about to hang up the phone, but Cheng Jia's threatening words floated into his ears through the radio waves, and his voice was as sharp as a curse: "Wen Ran, don't forget that you have made a poisonous oath. If you violated your oath, he would not die well."

In the last two words, she spoke in a very heavy tone.

The words were heard in Wen Ran's ears, and every word was pierced in the tip of her heart. Her body stiffened, and the force of her pinching her phone suddenly tightened.

Her fair and delicate face also showed an abnormal pale look. Beside her, Mo Xiuchen's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a trace of worry flashed through her deep eyes like a pond, and her thin lips were pursed tightly.

He didn't know what Cheng Jia said to Wen Ran, but judging from her expression, it was definitely not a good thing.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness emerged in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and he secretly guessed in his heart what Cheng Jia would say to Wen Ran?

If you guessed correctly, it would be related to him. Although Wen Ran only glanced at him when he answered the phone, sat up straight, and looked straight ahead.

But he felt her suddenly become sad, and his heart tightened slightly uncontrollably.

Mo Xiuchen sat next to him, and had a lot of words that Wen Ran could not say.

She pursed her lips tightly, suppressing the emotions that surged in her heart, and said coldly, "You don't need to remind me what I do, Cheng Jia, if you have the ability, don't call me."

After saying that, she no longer gave Cheng Jia a chance to clamor and immediately hung up the phone.

There was a moment of silence in the closed carriage.

Wen Ran tightly held the hand of the phone, and the strength did not decrease at all. On her beautiful and delicate face, there was an abnormal pale layer. Although the sadness that enveloped her eyebrows and eyes was faint, it made the people beside her feel tight.

"Ranran, what did Cheng Jia tell you?"

In the passenger seat, Mo Xiuchen stared at her for a while, breaking the silence.

He leaned forward slightly in the seat, his eyes were gentle and concerned, but he didn't know that the more he did, the sadder Wen Ran felt in his heart.

She couldn't control her heart, and knew she shouldn't be entangled with him anymore, but she couldn't help but be attracted by him.

She didn't know if others would abide by it after they made a vow. But she had made a good oath, and she could not afford such a heavy price with all the relatives she cared about.

Taking a deep breath, when she turned to look at Mo Xiuchen, the sadness between her eyebrows and eyes dissipated, and the water-like eyes were quiet and calm. However, her voice was not as gentle and soft as before, but with a hint of alienation: "I still have something to do, and I can't be familiar with City C today. You can continue to use the car, and when will you leave, I will return it to me. I wish you a happy life in City C."

"Ranran!"

When Wen Ran turned around and opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, Mo Xiuchen grabbed his right arm.

In the summer weather, she was dressed in thin clothes, and the temperature in his palm penetrated into her skin through her thin fabric, and her heart suddenly suffocated.

The body was also stiff at that moment.

She didn't dare to turn her head to look at his eyes, but just pursed her lips stubbornly, looking ahead with watery eyes, nowhere to stop without any focus.

Beside her, Mo Xiuchen leaned forward, and her deep eyes were as tight as a pool, her thin lips opened, and her voice sounded low and magnetically: "Ranran, can you tell me, what did Cheng Jia say to you?"

Wen Ran shook his head and looked into the lens.

"It's related to me."

Seeing that she was unwilling to say it, Mo Xiuchen answered for her.

Wen Ran still didn't say anything, but the sadness in her heart spread into her limbs and bones, and penetrated into every cell in her body.

How could she tell him that Cheng Jia used his life as a threat to her, and asked her to give up on him, and also asked her to swear...

"Ranran, I know you have hidden a lot of things from me. The photos of the screensaver on your mobile phone are our group photos. This means that we have a very close relationship in the past. Ranran..."

"Stop talking."

Wen Ran suddenly interrupted Mo Xiuchen's words, she turned her head and looked at his eyes with crystal clearness. She was trying her best to control her emotions, but her voice still could not remain calm.

Seeing that Mo Xiuchen's face changed slightly, her heart ached again. She sniffed heavily, slowed down and said, "Xiuchen, don't ask me over, and don't come to me again."

"Why?"

Mo Xiuchen's face changed and his eyes were staring at her.

"There is no reason. Even if we have ever had something, it's the same. Now, we have nothing to do with it. Xiuchen, I'm sorry."

Wen Ran dropped this sentence, shook his hand away, opened the car door and got out of the car, and ran into the apartment.

Mo Xiuchen did not chase after him.

He was stinging the tears in her eyes, unable to explain why, but when he saw her sad and sad look, his heart ached.

Her voice "Xiuchen" was filled with deep sorrow. It seemed that she still loved him deeply, but she never had the possibility of being together in her life. The pain actually made him feel heartbroken.

However, he still couldn't remember the past.

Seeing Wen Ran's back disappearing from sight, Mo Xiuchen's thin lips pursed into a straight line, hesitated for a while, and got off the car.

Locked the car door, he entered the apartment with the key, went upstairs, and rang the doorbell.

No one opened the door for a long time, his face changed. He took out his cell phone and dialed Wen Ran's number. A few seconds later, her voice came from the room with a sob: "Hey."

"Ranran, open the door and I won't do anything to you, I just return the car keys to you."

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly and said in a gentle tone.

He knew that Wen Ran would not tell him the reason, and he wanted to go back to City G to find Cheng Jia.

Originally, he was not so anxious to know his past from others, but he wanted to follow his heart based on his own feelings.

However, when he saw Wen Ran's sadness just now, he suddenly didn't want to wait anymore when he saw her tears.
Chapter completed!