Luo Weiru happily lay on Mo Xunjie's bed and stretched.
How satisfying.
Although the hotel room was very comfortable to sleep in, it was not his home. No matter how comfortable it was, it did not feel like home. For some reason, Luo Weiru was getting more and more used to Mo Xunjie's smell and aura. Sometimes, her words and actions even carried Mo Xunjie's aura.
She seemed to be about to be assimilated by him.
Luo Weiru glanced at the clock on the bedroom wall. It was 5:30 p. m. Mo Xunjie would probably get off work at 6 p. m. Speaking of which, Luo Weiru hadn't taken a good look at Mo Xunjie's room after marrying into the Mo family.
When Luo Weiru first entered the room, she was shocked by Mo Xunjie's huge fitting room that was more than 100 square meters. She did not even have the time to look at the rest.
At that time, Luo Weiru's relationship with Mo Xunjie wasn't very good. After that incident, Luo Weiru felt even more embarrassed to wander around Mo Xunjie's room.
Since Mo Xunjie wasn't around today, Luo Weiru decided to take a good look at his bedroom.
Mo Xunjie's bedroom was more like a suite than a bedroom. Other people's villas were all buildings within buildings, but the Mo family's villa was a house within a house.
Every single bedroom could be turned into a family suite.
Mo Xunjie's small bedroom had a kitchen, a study, a bathroom, and even a small storage room. It could completely satisfy all his daily needs.
Luo Weiru first sneaked into Mo Xunjie's small kitchen. The small kitchen in the bedroom was much smaller than the big kitchen downstairs, but it was still well-equipped. Luo Weiru curiously rummaged through the food stored in the cabinet. There were some instant oatmeal and instant coffee. It seemed that Mo Xunjie used to work late. He would probably eat these instant food products when he was hungry.
The knives and chopping board in the kitchen seemed to have been unused for a long time. There was a small refrigerator on the counter facing the kitchen. The refrigerator was filled with Evian mineral water, fruit juice, beer, milk, and other drinks. There were a few boxes of Haagen-Dazs in the upper layer of the refrigerator.
He didn't expect Mo Xunjie to know how to enjoy life.
Luo Weiru went to Mo Xunjie's study room after she was done with the kitchen. She had already seen the fitting room the first time she checked in, so Luo Weiru ignored it.
Speaking of which, Luo Weiru had never entered Mo Xunjie's study room to take a look. Usually, Mo Xunjie handled his chores and company reports in that study room.
Sometimes, Mo Xunjie would work late. Every time that happened, Luo Weiru would stare blankly at the bright white light coming out of the study room. Sometimes, she would bite her finger and imagine Mo Xunjie working.
Luo Weiru's hands were trembling with excitement. Entering Mo Xunjie's study room was like prying into his secrets, making Luo Weiru unable to control herself.
Luo Weiru placed her right hand on the doorknob and twisted it to the right. The door to the study room opened so easily. It seemed that Mo Xunjie had left in such a hurry that he forgot to lock the door.
Luo Weiru couldn't help but smile like a little mouse stealing lamp oil. She tiptoed carefully towards Mo Xunjie's study.
Halfway through, Luo Weiru remembered that she was the only one in the room. Who was she being careful for? Luo Weiru secretly cursed herself for being an idiot, and immediately began to openly investigate Mo Xunjie's study.
Mo Xunjie's study was in the shape of an arc. As soon as he entered, he could see a large floor-to-ceiling window. The sunlight was very good, shining through the gauze curtains and onto the light beige wool carpet. It was so warm that it made people feel warm.
On the left and right sides of the study were rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves were custom-made according to the trend of the wall. There were many hardcover books and out-of-print books from various countries stuffed in the bookshelves. Those thick and heavy hardcover books looked like cultural decorations.
A large desk was placed in a corner by the window. The desk was very tidy, and the silver-white computer and wireless keyboard were placed on the table as if they were waiting for the owner to come back and use them.
Luo Weiru closed the door of the room and only then did she notice that behind the door of the study room, there was a bookshelf drawn by the designer. With the door closed, the painting on the door merged with the bookshelves on both sides, almost becoming invisible. It was really unbelievable.
Luo Weiru took a few steps back and came to Mo Xunjie's desk. Imagining how he would look like working there, a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
He was probably here typing on his computer to deal with official business.
Luo Weiru muttered to herself as she couldn't help but touch the keyboard of the computer. Luo Weiru didn't know if she had touched a button or if Mo Xunjie hadn't turned off the computer when he left. The computer screen that had been silent suddenly lit up at this time, giving Luo Weiru a fright.
"I was scared to death. This Mo Xunjie actually forgot to turn off his computer and went to work.”Luo Weiru pouted and complained. She took the mouse and was about to help Mo Xunjie turn off the computer. However, when Luo Weiru's eyes fell on the computer screen, she could not help but be stunned.
Wasn't this her photo?
The girl in the photo had shoulder-length hair, and under her thick bangs was a beautiful face with lively facial features. She had a beautiful pointed chin and big, watery eyes. When she smiled, there was a shallow dimple at the corner of her mouth. The girl in the photo was wearing a white cotton dress and holding a bunch of unknown wildflowers in her hands. She looked very pure and lovely.
However, the more Luo Weiru looked at it, the stranger she felt. She didn't seem to remember taking such a photo before. Moreover, her dimples were on the left corner of her lips, while the girl in the photo seemed to have her dimples on the right corner of her lips.
Moreover, there was no red mole on her collarbone like the girl in the photo.
All of this could only mean that the girl in the photo was not her, Luo Weiru.
Luo Weiru sat down in front of the chair and carefully observed the girl's face in the photo. Because the photo on the table was a full-body photo, the facial features were not very detailed. Luo Weiru took a closer look and realized that she was indeed 60% similar to the girl in the photo. However, Luo Weiru's eyes were a little higher, and her nose was a little more petite than the girl in the photo.
Who could this woman be?
Luo Weiru quickly ran through her mind. She did not remember any female artistes or celebrities who looked like her.
Moreover, the background of this photo was very blurred, and the lighting adjustment was not perfect. It did not look like a photo album taken by a professional photographer. It should have been taken when they were traveling.
The reason why Luo Weiru thought that it was because she had caught it on a trip was because of the picnic cloth and basket placed by the girl's feet.
Could this girl be the woman Mo Xunjie loved?
This thought suddenly popped into Luo Weiru's mind.
Very quickly, this sentence was like a curse that kept echoing in Loveru's mind.
She was the woman Mo Xunjie once loved.
She was the woman Mo Xunjie loved.
She was Mo Xunjie's woman.
Luo Weiru stared blankly at the face on the computer screen that looked so similar to her. For the first time, Luo Weiru experienced what it meant to be in a mess.
Her hands were trembling uncontrollably. She wanted to grab onto something, but she couldn't.
This feeling made people feel damn depressed.
Luo Weiru did not even dare to let her thoughts run wild. She was afraid that she would come to such a conclusion.
That was, Mo Xunjie treated her as a substitute for this girl.
Luo Weiru thought that any girl who saw her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend look so similar to her would suspect that she was a substitute, right? This wasn't being petty, jealous, possessive, or selfish. This was love.
He didn't mind anything when he didn't get it, but once he got it, he would mind everything.
She cared about who he had been with, what kind of past they had, what kind of affectionate words he had said to her, what stupid things he had done for whom, whether he had really forgotten her, whether he had really forgotten the past, and what traces the past had left in his life.
This was love, selfish, exclusive love.
Luo Weiru was a little regretful. If only she hadn't opened Mo Xunjie's computer out of curiosity, if only she hadn't found this photo, if only she hadn't been so sensitive and suspicious, if only... she hadn't fallen in love with Mo Xunjie.
Then…
Then, would her heart not be in so much pain? Then, would her tears not fall so helplessly? Then, would her life become like before, like a pool of stagnant water without any interest in life?
Was happiness destined to be exchanged with tears?
Then, she had shed so many tears for him. Could it be that she could also bear flowers of happiness in the dust?
Could love that was poured with tears really grow?
Why did her heart ache so much at this moment? Why did it feel like even the air had abandoned her?
Luo Weiru opened her lips and twitched her nose, trying hard to breathe in the oxygen in the air. Right now, she was like a fish that had been caught ashore and was about to die. She tried to swallow the oxygen in the air, but it was all in vain.
Tears of despair slid down her fair face helplessly, falling on the table and creating a crystal clear splash.
"Wei Ru, are you back? I saw your luggage at the door.”
Mo Xunjie's cheerful voice came from outside the door.
Luo Weiru did not expect Mo Xunjie to suddenly return at this time. For a moment, she was flustered and caught off guard. When she wanted to turn off the computer, Mo Xunjie had already appeared behind her.
Mo Xunjie's appearance had caused Luo Weiru to lose the chance to pretend that she was fine.
His sorrowful heart ached faintly.
Pa da---
There seemed to be the sound of something falling.
Was it her heart or the dreams she had these past few days?
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