Mu Qing was stunned and didn't make any moves. Feeling Chen Yan's gentle movements, Mu Qing's heart was full of mixed feelings. After a while, Mu Qing asked with difficulty: "What do you mean by this?" Chen Yan, I'm really tired. ”

Chen Yan's hand paused, looking at Mu Qing's lowered eyebrows, and the next second he returned to normal, and continued to wipe the tears on Mu Qing's face. "Qingqing, I know I've done very bad things before, and you shouldn't want to see me. ”

Chen Yandi's tone was very bitter, if he wanted to talk about the past, after Chen Yan realized his intentions, he would only feel more uncomfortable than Mu Qing, not less than Mu Qing. People are such cheap bones, they don't know how to cherish when they have it, and they regret it when they lose it.

Mu Qing leaned against the wall, she wanted to tell herself not to listen to what Chen Yan said, but Chen Yan's words still came to her eardrums one by one.

Finally wiped away the tears on Mu Qing's face, Chen Yan did not let go of Mu Qing, but supported Mu Qing with both hands, enveloping Mu Qing in the small world of himself and the wall.

"Qingqing," Chen Yan took one of Mu Qing's hands and pressed it to his chest, the sound of his heart beating was extremely clear in this small space. "Qingqing, do you feel it? It's beating because of you. ”

Mu Qing kept lowering his eyebrows, Chen Yan couldn't see her expression clearly, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. "I know I was a jerk and a scumbag in the past, but Qingqing, can you give me a chance?

His last sentence finally made Mu Qing raise his head, and Mu Qing's current mood had completely stabilized. She looked at Chen Yan and wanted to withdraw her left hand, but Chen Yan held it firmly and couldn't pull it out.

"It's too late, Chen Yan, I can't forget everything in the past, it has happened, how can I forget?" Seeing Chen Yan about to say more, Mu Qing spoke again: "Every time I think of the past, I feel that my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe. ”

"I'm trying so hard to forget you, I've been able to do it, but why do you still appear in my life again?" In the end, Mu Qing's emotions were already a little excited, she was finally able to come out of the past emotional wounds, why did Chen Yan appear again?

In order to escape from Chen Yan, she has left that sad place and returned to her hometown, why does Chen Yan still refuse to let her go?

Listening to Mu Qing's words, Chen Yan's heart was like a knife. He couldn't refuse to hold Mu Qing in his arms, "Qingqing, let's stop thinking about what happened before, it's okay if you beat me and scold me, you just don't ignore me, don't call me Mr. Chen coldly, okay?"

"I know I'm not good, but Qingqing, are you okay to look at me like this time? I don't need you to do anything, just treat it as if you lend me this period of time, if you are not satisfied, you can take it back immediately. If you don't hate or hurt all the time, then lend me the time of your life, okay?"

Mu Qing was forced to lean into his arms, his face pressed against his chest, and the sound of his heartbeat was beating in his ears. When he heard Chen Yan's last words, Mu Qing's eyes closed, and a tear fell without warning.

The tears fell directly into Chen Yan's heart, Mu Qing sniffed, hammered Chen Yan hard, and cried bitterly.

Hearing Mu Qing's venting cry, not as forbearant as the previous few times, Chen Yan's heart finally relaxed. It's good to be able to vent it, but he is worried that Mu Qing has been holding it back, which is even worse.

At the same time, Chen Yan also secretly swore in his heart that this must be the last time he made Mu Qing cry, and he would never do it again.

Seeing that Mu Qing was about to burp when he was crying, Chen Yan hurriedly picked up Mu Qing in his arms and walked in the direction of the living room. Putting Mu Qing on the sofa, Chen Yan half-knelt in front of Mu Qing, and wiped away her tears with the tissue paper on the coffee table.

Mu Qing unceremoniously snatched the paper in Chen Yan's hand and blew his nose vigorously, he didn't have his usual image at all, but Chen Yan felt that Mu Qing was very cute at the moment.

Mu Qing kept crying, Chen Yan could only hold Mu Qing in his arms and pat her back from time to time, hoping that her emotions would calm down quickly. Mu Qing was still struggling at first, but Chen Yan hugged him too tightly, and later saw that the struggle was hopeless, so Mu Qing gave up.

After about twenty minutes, Mu Qing's crying finally subsided. The coffee table was already full of tissue paper, even Chen Yan's clothes were not spared, and Mu Qing picked it up and wiped a few handfuls of tears.

Worried that crying for too long would hurt Mu Qing's eyes the next day, Chen Yan let go of Mu Qing and went to the bathroom to squeeze a hot towel out. He half-knelt on the ground and wiped Mu Qing's face carefully first, making sure that Mu Qing's face was all wiped clean, and then began to wipe Mu Qing's hands.

Mu Qing's hands were very beautiful, Chen Yan wiped his palms, fingers in turn, and then rubbed the back of his hand to his wrist. When he rubbed his left hand, Mu Qing's hand suddenly shrank.

Chen Yan lowered her head and untied the watch strap she was using to cover it, looking at the scar. The scar is very deep, and you can imagine how hard the people at that time were and how desperate they were.

Chen Yan looked up at Mu Qing, Mu Qing's expression remained unchanged: "Don't look at it, it's ugly." As he spoke, he was about to withdraw his hand, but Chen Yan held it firmly and couldn't move.

Chen Yan lowered his head again and wiped it with a hot towel. His movements were very light, for fear that he would hurt Mu Qing because of this. After wiping it, Chen Yan put the towel still on the coffee table, raised Mu Qing's left hand, and kissed it on the scar.

Mu Qing watched his movements with a blank expression, but the hand that was just on his knee quietly curled up, and his rounded fingernails were deeply embedded in his palm. Chen Yan spread out Mu Qing's left hand and buried his face in Mu Qing's palm. In the next second, Mu Qing only noticed that the palm of his hand was slippery.

Is Chen Yan crying? Mu Qing blinked, she wanted to tell herself that it wasn't true, but the wetness of her palm really made her realize this fact.

The living room was silent for a while, Mu Qing looked at Chen Yan, who was still buried in the palm of his hand, "Can you let go of my hand?" ”

Chen Yan quickly looked up at Mu Qing, and there was still a teardrop on his eyelashes. The next second, Chen Yan turned his head and took the towel on the coffee table and wiped it off. Seeing his towel being used by Chen Yan like this, Mu Qing's heart couldn't tell the feeling.

"You should go back, go back where you are supposed to be, you shouldn't be here. Mu Qing retracted his gaze and no longer looked at Chen Yan, who was still half-kneeling on the ground, just stared at the tips of his fingers, and his tone was flat.