Tong Ran was stunned for a moment and curled the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand to cover her eyes and almost laughed out loud. She became sick and had she started to have hallucinations?

She opened her eyes and wiped the corners of her eyes.

A shadow suddenly felt in front of her, and Tong Ran was stunned again. Her hand that was wiping her eyes was in the air, and then she raised her head.

Mo Nanjue stood outside the glass window, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his handsome eyes stared at her for a moment.

Tong Ran opened her mouth, her eyes wide open, and her eyes were about to fall out. She couldn't believe it, and couldn't even say anything shocked, "You..."

Mo Nanjue Heiyao's pupils were filled with broken tenderness. His gaze was deep, and he looked straight into her eyes, and immediately grabbed her nerve called missing.

The man's thin lips slightly opened, and when the two words overflowed, it felt like a different life, "Tong Ran."

Tong Ran's eyes felt sore, and tears came out without warning. She stood there stupidly, her feet could not move as if they were magically cast. She reached out to cover her mouth, and when she cried, her shoulders were trembling.

Mo Nanjue stared at her fair and thin little face, and the affection in his eyes could not be concealed. He raised his hand and stroked the glass window, as if he wanted to help her wipe away the tears, "Don't cry."

She couldn't hear his voice.

Tong Ran shook her head, bit her lower lip and stared at the man outside the window. In less than two months, goodbye has been a huge mountain.

She opened her mouth, and her longing was full of thoughts at this moment, but she also spoke a word.

At this point, Tong Ran really knew that love could not be mixed with anything else. The two words "deep love" can already make people's hearts compelling, but her three souls and six spirits have already attached to his body. How can she get rid of it?

Mo Nanjue's slender five fingers pressed against the cold glass window. The man lowered his eyes slightly and swept over and found that the front glass window was almost all traces she had painted.

Every picture is his face.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's delicate mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his head and landed on her body. The charming curve at the corners of his eyes was familiar to her, "I think of me so much?"

She saw his thin lips move, but she couldn't hear his voice.

Tong Ran suddenly became anxious. She walked forward and reached out to pound the glass window, "Mo Nanjue?"

With the three words out, Tong Rancai's tears that he held back broke out instantly. From what time on, calling his name in front of him has become a luxury...

She reached out to cover her mouth.

The man stared at her movements, his voice extremely soft, "Don't cover it."

Although Tong Ran couldn't hear it, she seemed to feel what he meant. She lowered her hands and raised her eyes to meet him.

Both of them had a swaying and moving look. Tong Ran’s face showed freshness and vitality that had never been seen in the past few months. She stepped forward again, and her whole body was almost against the glass window.

She spoke again, "Mo Nanjue."

Men can't hear it either.

Tong Ran stared into his eyes and repeated again, "Mo Nanjue."

Mo Nanjue's eyes never left her face. Looking at her lips, he knew that she was calling herself.

He nodded.

Tong Ran reached out and pounded the glass window, and suddenly shouted, "Mo Nanjue!"

The sound echoed in the glass room, and the repeated blows made her heart tremble. Tong Ran widened her eyes in disbelief. She suddenly realized that the glass room was actually soundproof!
Chapter completed!