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Chapter 163 I hope we never see each other again

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    It was a very difficult decision for Lin Ya to meet Lin Jianhui alone.  For this man, she was disheartened and had nothing to say.

    Regarding the matter of Mu Jia's health, it doesn't matter whether he loves it or not.

    The harm and psychological shadow caused to her cannot be eliminated by his "sorry".  However, what kind of existence is blood relationship?

    Obviously, this is a toxic relationship that must be ended.  However, it takes a lot of courage to say goodbye to this relationship.

    Sitting in the coffee shop, Lin Ya felt uneasy.  In my mind, I simulated dozens of possible scenarios.  She was even ready to fight with Lin Jianhui for 800 rounds of verbal fighting.

    Unexpectedly, after Lin Jianhui entered the store, he just sat quietly opposite her.  She didn't speak, he didn't speak.

    Lin Ya hated this strange silence.  Lin Jianhui looked at her with deep apology.  She hated this very much.  After spending three minutes alone with Lin Jianhui, Lin Ya couldn't sit still.

    Full of resentment, before the eerie silence, there was no opening to pour out.

    "It's nothing, I'm leaving first. In the future, don't come to me!" Lin Ya got up and was about to leave.

    "I'm sorry!" Lin Jianhui's wrinkled eyes glistened with crystal clear teardrops.

    "I accept your apology, but" Lin Ya clenched her fists, her shoulders trembling slightly.

    "But, I can't forgive"

    "Can you have a longer memory?"

    Caisu backed away again and again, drooping her head depressedly, "Aren't you making a fuss too much, she looks pretty good!"

    "That's what it looks like." Mo Li rolled over and got off the bed, wanting to drive Caisu out directly.

    "May I help you dress it up? Wear it up and hang it by the door. Gather a thousand and your wish will come true!"

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    Lin Ya hesitated for a while.  She took a half step back and left the box containing the paper crane beside the bed.  She looked at Mo Li on the left, Cai Su on the right, and finally stared at the loose paper cranes for half a minute. Finally, she nodded and said, "Okay."

    There is no such thing as a sewing box in the room.  Mo Li was curious about how Caisu would wear the paper crane with bare hands.

    Unexpectedly, this guy brought a sewing box with him.  In the box, there are colorful threads.

    "What kind of color arrangement do you want? Can you help me pick out the paper cranes to be threaded?"

    Caisu squatted beside the bed, looking down at the loose paper cranes.  There are about 300 paper cranes in the box, and the paper cranes with upward wings account for about two-thirds.  Those were all made by Morley!

    "Kris, do you still want your hand?" Caisu sighed involuntarily.

    No wonder Song Yu insisted on exposing Moli Rosem's identity this time.  "Ning Ruo Chu Yuan" was originally an anonymous alliance.  Because everyone is well-known in their respective circles, they are worried that the external fame will affect the public's judgment on the quality of the work itself. Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment, they all signed a non-disclosure agreement.

    "Properly moving your fingers is good for recovery." Mo Liyun said lightly.  With two light movements of his fingers, he frowned in pain.  These days, he's really a bit overhanded.

    "Look at which colors you want to line up together!" Mo Li pushed the box containing the paper cranes towards Lin Ya.

    Lin Ya stared at the box for a while, "Pink-blue-green-yellow-orange-blue-purple".

    "A string of seven?" Mo Li asked patiently.

    Lin Ya nodded.

    "Then can you pick it out for him? You pick it out and he wears it. It's faster, right?"

    "This" Lin Ya hesitated and stepped back.

    "Elvis, you'll be back soon!" Mo Li pointed to the wall clock on the wall.  In half an hour, Song Yu will come to make rounds.  This guy, like crazy recently, has been closely guarding Mo Li.

    "Oh well!"

    Together with Lin Ya, Mo Li arranged the paper cranes in the box into a row in the order of "pink-blue-green-yellow-orange-blue-purple".  After all, Caisu was born into a family of tailors. She picked up an embroidery needle and became a tailor.

    The speed at which he wore the paper crane was the same as that of the two paper cranes, and he overtook another car at the end.  While waiting, he used the iron wire and colored paper in Xiaoju's bag to make a colorful iron ring.  The dressed paper cranes were all tied to iron rings.

    "Kris, can she accept the sound of wind chimes?"

    "You can try!"

     Mo Li's attitude was ambiguous, Caisu couldn't figure out what he meant.  He tied the wind chime to the end of the line, and the wind blew by, and the wind chime made a crisp sound of "jingling".

    At the beginning of Lin Yaqi, she hid in Mo Li's arms in fear.  But after half a minute, she became familiar with the voice.  She stretched out her hand to touch the wind chime that was spinning in the wind.  There was a childlike innocent smile on his face.

    "It seems that she accepted this voice!" Mo Li chuckled.

    "You're not sure if she will be frightened?" Caisu's back felt cold, feeling fearful.  Mo Li's smile made him feel flustered.

    "Because no one dares to make a tinkling sound in this room, and I can't, so how do I know if she will be frightened!"

    "Then why did you let me try!"

    "Because" Mo Li snorted coldly.

    "If she gets scared, I can just throw you out! I haven't practiced shoulder throwing for a long time"

    "Kris, you"

    The terrible memories of the past immediately came to my mind.  Mo Li looked like he would collapse when the wind blows, but his skills are really good.  Back then, the two sparred in a karate gym in Canada for a month, and he ended the battle with 29 losses and 1 draw.

    When he finished his kung fu practice and prepared to seek revenge from Mo Li, Mo Li fell ill.  In the end, he became unable to fight back when he was beaten, and he had to fight back when he was scolded.

    "Okay, the paper cranes are finished, you can go!" Mo Li put the lid on the empty box and put it aside.

    Lin Ya seemed to have fallen in love with the sound of the wind chimes, and concentrated on playing the wind chimes.  Now Caisu didn't know what reason to find to stay.  He couldn't get Lin Ya's attention.

    "Do you want to go out by yourself, or do you want to be dragged and thrown by me head-first?"

    "Can I not go out?" Caisu said aggrievedly.  Accompanying me here for more than half an hour of manual work, I must give him a chance to get to the point!

    "Then I'll take her out!" Mo Li stretched out his hand towards Lin Ya, and said with a smile, "Go out and get some air!"

    Lin Ya happily put down the wind chime in her hand, "Is it okay? He will be angry!"

    "It's okay, he will follow, Elvis, he won't be angry."

    "This" Caisu broke out in a cold sweat.  This is completely different from what was originally expected.  When will Song Yu come back?  Who can come to the rescue.  When will this live broadcast be the first!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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