"I have not heard the words of King Rui today. Mobile phone access m. I don't know anything. But, hopefully, you understand. Mochen, we are good friends. ”

She doesn't like to drag mud and water.

She used to be a soft, timid little girl.

But then, I went through so many lives and deaths, and I went through so many things.

got to know a lot of children in the rivers and lakes.

She's changed.

Became more bold.

Got stronger.

I became a little more understood.

Some things and some people can't be put off for too long.

It's like a wound on your body, and if you don't deal with it, it will fester, it will collect pus, it will become very tricky.

But if you take care of it in time, all the trouble can be saved later.

Just like now,

For her, Mo Chen's next words, she can't afford it, and she can't bear it.

Perhaps, just like her first guess, Mochen liked her, maybe it wasn't her from beginning to end.

Instead, they used her as a stand-in.

Although I don't know who the big girl is, I don't know why she became a stand-in.

But she was sure of one thing.

Mochen, he has always liked that big girl.

A person's eyes are not deceiving.

The look that looked through her to see another person, she had seen it more than once.

At this time, the lake wind was strong, the corners of Mo Chen's clothes were blown up, and even his half-bundled black hair was fluttering in the wind.

A gentleman, like an immortal.

What kind of situation will such a man, a woman who is loved by him miserably, look like?

"Mochen, to tell you the truth, I heard what you said to a man in the room in the desert that day. ”

Xia Qing didn't want to hide it from Mochen.

This matter, after a long time, has become a knot in her heart.

If she doesn't untie it for a day, she feels uncomfortable for a day.

"I know you were outside the door that day. ”

Mo Chen's voice trembled a little, with a hint of pain.

"Sure enough, as you said, no matter how many lives have passed, you can only have him in your heart......."

He held his head with his hands, and his voice was muffled.

Xia Qing knew that at this time, Mochen regarded her as another woman again.

"Mochen, don't hurt Qu Ziyan. Although the outside world says that he ...... Not a nice guy..... But I know that he is actually a child's heart..... So you ......"

"Enough! Enough! Even now, you're still looking at him! You still like him, don't you? Hahahaha, I know you still like him!"

Mo Chen suddenly straightened up, and his hands tightly wrapped around Xia Qing's shoulders.

The strength was so great that Xia Qing frowned.

His eyes were red and misty, and he looked at her face inquiringly.

"You..... You, is he so good..... It's so good that you're so desperate....."

"Mochen wait, you're drunk. ”

Xia Qing turned sideways, trying to untie the confinement on his shoulder.

But it didn't work at all.

Mo Chen's hands seemed to be glued to her shoulders, and they would not waver in the slightest.

"It's me, it's me who met you first......."

Mo Chen's face was full of pain.

He opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn't, he used a more practical method.

"Mochen, no..... No.... Hmm....."

Xia Qing looked at the enlarged face in front of him.

On the lips is a faint bamboo fragrance, mixed with wine.

Mochen's lips were different from Qu Ziyan's coldness.

With a blazing heat, he trembled against her lips.

Didn't go any further.

Xia Qing hung her hands at her side, she wanted to push the man in front of her away, but she was shocked by the pain in his eyes.

The pain that went deep into the bone marrow, the pain that hurt when I looked at her.

This man who has always been gentle as jade,

This man who used to be coquettish and bickering with her,

This man who has been silently helping her.

Although I don't know how many things have been true and how many things have been false.

But at least, he never really hurt her.

Even though so many things happened in the middle, her heart still told her that this man was a friend.

The touch on his lips gradually disappeared, and Mo Chen slowly raised his head.

He was shaking.

From the time he lowered his head until now, he hadn't stopped.

Xia Qing ..... You are Xia Qing......"

He suddenly seemed to lose his strength, and his whole body was relieved.

The hands that were imprisoned on either side of her shoulders slipped away.

Xia Qing looked at him, and he smiled at her.

A gentle smile.

"If it were her, if it was her, she would push me away. She's not going to show mercy at all...... Because it's you, because you're Xia Qing......"

He took a few steps back.

The slender hand slowly covered his eyes, but Xia Qing still saw tears slowly slipping into the corners of his eyes.

Crystalline, piping hot.

Tears.

"I'm sorry..... Xia Qing is sorry..... I'm sorry Xia Qing......"

He seemed unconscious, muttering sorry in his mouth.

Xia Qing wanted to pull him forward, but he blocked him.

"I'm sorry, I think, I want to calm down. I was just drunk..... Offended you..... Xia Qing..... I'm going to calm down for a while......"

He put down his hand, turned and walked away.

Bamboo embroidered on plain white clothes.

It's even more upright on a white shirt.

Just like his figure, he is as tall as his figure.

The tall back is walking very unsteadily at this time.

With a strong aura of sadness, he walked step by step in the opposite direction to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing stood in place, looking at Mochen's back.

Once upon a time, did she also see such a back.

Resolute, once gone, the back that will never return.

It's also so upright, and it's also so proud.

But with such sadness.

As soon as he left, he didn't come back.

A woman's sad and withstanding cry sounded in his ears again.

She was crying, but she was trying to suppress her voice.

On her beautiful but haggard face, two tears could not be stopped.

She wanted to help her wipe away those two tears, but for some reason, the more she wiped them.

The woman held her.

Hold it very tightly.

She could barely breathe.

The sobs in my ears slowly stopped.

The woman's voice has always been gentle, with a strong country accent, soft and sweet.

But this time, the woman's voice was so hoarse,

She slowly let go of her, her hands gently resting on her shoulders.

The woman looked at her little face earnestly, and tried to show a warm smile on her lips, and those eyes as blue as the sky looked at her deeply.

She likes her eyes the most.

It's so beautiful, so mysterious.

"Qing'er, you won't have a father in the future. ”

"Qing'er, my mother will continue to love you in the future, and I will love you instead of my father. ”

"Qing'er, you have to learn to be strong in the future. ”

"Qing'er, in the future, we will live by ourselves. ”

This woman is her mother.

Her mother, strongly, stubbornly pulled her to grow up.

But he also left her at the time when she needed her most.

The years have passed, and her mother's face has been a little blurred, but those blue eyes have always been deeply engraved in her mind.

Even now, whenever Xia Qing thinks of her mother's eyes, she is still impressed by the beautiful color.

But also, these overly beautiful eyes cost her mother's life.

Things in this world are not so easy.

Xia Qing looked at Mochen's back and slowly closed his eyes.

She didn't want those nuisance tears to flow.

Naturally, she didn't notice that around the corner behind her, a figure was watching her.

"I have not heard the words of King Rui today. Mobile phone access m. I don't know anything. But, hopefully, you understand. Mochen, we are good friends. ”

She doesn't like to drag mud and water.

She used to be a soft, timid little girl.

But then, I went through so many lives and deaths, and I went through so many things.

got to know a lot of children in the rivers and lakes.

She's changed.

Became more bold.

Got stronger.

I became a little more understood.

Some things and some people can't be put off for too long.

It's like a wound on your body, and if you don't deal with it, it will fester, it will collect pus, it will become very tricky.

But if you take care of it in time, all the trouble can be saved later.

Just like now,

For her, Mo Chen's next words, she can't afford it, and she can't bear it.

Perhaps, just like her first guess, Mochen liked her, maybe it wasn't her from beginning to end.

Instead, they used her as a stand-in.

Although I don't know who the big girl is, I don't know why she became a stand-in.

But she was sure of one thing.

Mochen, he has always liked that big girl.

A person's eyes are not deceiving.

The look that looked through her to see another person, she had seen it more than once.

At this time, the lake wind was strong, the corners of Mo Chen's clothes were blown up, and even his half-bundled black hair was fluttering in the wind.

A gentleman, like an immortal.

What kind of situation will such a man, a woman who is loved by him miserably, look like?

"Mochen, to tell you the truth, I heard what you said to a man in the room in the desert that day. ”

Xia Qing didn't want to hide it from Mochen.

This matter, after a long time, has become a knot in her heart.

If she doesn't untie it for a day, she feels uncomfortable for a day.

"I know you were outside the door that day. ”

Mo Chen's voice trembled a little, with a hint of pain.

"Sure enough, as you said, no matter how many lives have passed, you can only have him in your heart......."

He held his head with his hands, and his voice was muffled.

Xia Qing knew that at this time, Mochen regarded her as another woman again.

"Mochen, don't hurt Qu Ziyan. Although the outside world says that he ...... Not a nice guy..... But I know that he is actually a child's heart..... So you ......"

"Enough! Enough! Even now, you're still looking at him! You still like him, don't you? Hahahaha, I know you still like him!"

Mo Chen suddenly straightened up, and his hands tightly wrapped around Xia Qing's shoulders.

The strength was so great that Xia Qing frowned.

His eyes were red and misty, and he looked at her face inquiringly.

"You..... You, is he so good..... It's so good that you're so desperate....."

"Mochen wait, you're drunk. ”

Xia Qing turned sideways, trying to untie the confinement on his shoulder.

But it didn't work at all.

Mo Chen's hands seemed to be glued to her shoulders, and they would not waver in the slightest.

"It's me, it's me who met you first......."

Mo Chen's face was full of pain.

He opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn't, he used a more practical method.

"Mochen, no..... No.... Hmm....."

Xia Qing looked at the enlarged face in front of him.

On the lips is a faint bamboo fragrance, mixed with wine.

Mochen's lips were different from Qu Ziyan's coldness.

With a blazing heat, he trembled against her lips.

Didn't go any further.

Xia Qing hung her hands at her side, she wanted to push the man in front of her away, but she was shocked by the pain in his eyes.

The pain that went deep into the bone marrow, the pain that hurt when I looked at her.

This man who has always been gentle as jade,

This man who used to be coquettish and bickering with her,

This man who has been silently helping her.

Although I don't know how many things have been true and how many things have been false.

But at least, he never really hurt her.

Even though so many things happened in the middle, her heart still told her that this man was a friend.

The touch on his lips gradually disappeared, and Mo Chen slowly raised his head.

He was shaking.

From the time he lowered his head until now, he hadn't stopped.

Xia Qing ..... You are Xia Qing......"

He suddenly seemed to lose his strength, and his whole body was relieved.

The hands that were imprisoned on either side of her shoulders slipped away.

Xia Qing looked at him, and he smiled at her.

A gentle smile.

"If it were her, if it was her, she would push me away. She's not going to show mercy at all...... Because it's you, because you're Xia Qing......"

He took a few steps back.

The slender hand slowly covered his eyes, but Xia Qing still saw tears slowly slipping into the corners of his eyes.

Crystalline, piping hot.

Tears.

"I'm sorry..... Xia Qing is sorry..... I'm sorry Xia Qing......"

He seemed unconscious, muttering sorry in his mouth.

Xia Qing wanted to pull him forward, but he blocked him.

"I'm sorry, I think, I want to calm down. I was just drunk..... Offended you..... Xia Qing..... I'm going to calm down for a while......"

He put down his hand, turned and walked away.

Bamboo embroidered on plain white clothes.

It's even more upright on a white shirt.

Just like his figure, he is as tall as his figure.

The tall back is walking very unsteadily at this time.

With a strong aura of sadness, he walked step by step in the opposite direction to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing stood in place, looking at Mochen's back.

Once upon a time, did she also see such a back.

Resolute, once gone, the back that will never return.

It's also so upright, and it's also so proud.

But with such sadness.

As soon as he left, he didn't come back.

A woman's sad and withstanding cry sounded in his ears again.

She was crying, but she was trying to suppress her voice.

On her beautiful but haggard face, two tears could not be stopped.

She wanted to help her wipe away those two tears, but for some reason, the more she wiped them.

The woman held her.

Hold it very tightly.

She could barely breathe.

The sobs in my ears slowly stopped.

The woman's voice has always been gentle, with a strong country accent, soft and sweet.

But this time, the woman's voice was so hoarse,

She slowly let go of her, her hands gently resting on her shoulders.

The woman looked at her little face earnestly, and tried to show a warm smile on her lips, and those eyes as blue as the sky looked at her deeply.

She likes her eyes the most.

It's so beautiful, so mysterious.

"Qing'er, you won't have a father in the future. ”

"Qing'er, my mother will continue to love you in the future, and I will love you instead of my father. ”

"Qing'er, you have to learn to be strong in the future. ”

"Qing'er, in the future, we will live by ourselves. ”

This woman is her mother.

Her mother, strongly, stubbornly pulled her to grow up.

But he also left her at the time when she needed her most.

The years have passed, and her mother's face has been a little blurred, but those blue eyes have always been deeply engraved in her mind.

Even now, whenever Xia Qing thinks of her mother's eyes, she is still impressed by the beautiful color.

But also, these overly beautiful eyes cost her mother's life.

Things in this world are not so easy.

Xia Qing looked at Mochen's back and slowly closed his eyes.

She didn't want those nuisance tears to flow.

Naturally, she didn't notice that around the corner behind her, a figure was watching her.