Its rabbit eyes are about to bulge out, and it feels like it only has air in and no air out. (. Starter)

"Momo, why, why?"

He yelled at it in a hoarse voice.

A pair of eyes glowed a sad red with anger, and the four legs of the spoon were reflected in the pupils, and even the air seemed to float with a heart-wrenching pain.

Just when the spoon felt that he was about to achieve bliss, he suddenly let go of his hand, and then took the dying spoon into his arms, his arms were wide but cold, but the spoon was small and warm, he held it and curled up on the bed, careful for fear of hurting it.

"Your name is Spoon, aren't you?" His tone was low and soft.

The spoon does not understand human language and can only chew on the saliva in its mouth.

In addition to its little owner, it was the first time that someone had put it to sleep, and although it was a man, the same sex attracted, and the spoon felt pretty good.

"My name is Leng Xiao, hello." He greeted it.

The spoon doesn't say hello, so he can only listen obediently.

"Spoon, can you tell me why Momo did that? Does she really like leaf marks? I don't believe it, she likes me, doesn't she? In the past, when I treated her like that, she was willing to leave a light for me in the middle of the night, and now I am willing to love her and love her for the rest of my life, how could she leave me? ”

Spoon didn't 'speak', he took it as a tacit acquiescence, and chuckled like a self-soothing chuckle, but the pain in his chest reminded him of how she had given him a shot. If she really loved herself, how could she be willing to shoot herself, George said, the shot was right in the heart, and if he had been more accurate, he would probably have died on the spot, and he was lucky.

There are a few lucky times in life, if she didn't miss, then she would have died under her gun.

No matter how painful his body is, he can't resist the pain in his heart, and until now, he still can't believe that his Momo will shoot him, and he has made many, many excuses for her, but none of them can convince him.

He wanted to believe her, but every night he woke up, the cold bedding beside the bed, the empty room reminded him that he was now alone.

She had already returned to Ye Zhen's side, and she was probably entangled with him.

He curled up a little tighter, and the spoon in his arms was pressed tightly to his chest, and he suddenly felt ridiculous that he was talking to a rabbit.

He remembered the night she left a year ago, when he sat alone on the couch with his eyes open until dawn.

In that season, it snowed, one by one, covering his memory.

Leng Ningyu outside the door has been silently watching everything in the room, the man who has always been high on the top, the golden horse of the jade hall, has always been admired by everyone and is radiant.

At this time, he behaved so fragile in front of a rabbit, like a child who had lost his beloved toy, that people couldn't help but want to comfort and protect.

His hand rested on the door and made a knocking gesture, but in the end, he just quietly closed the door, and then pushed the wheelchair away, he knew that he didn't need anyone's comfort now, no amount of light could illuminate his gloomy path at this time, he wandered on the edge of the huge abyss, one step forward is a cliff, one step back is rebirth.

And he can only make this decision on his own.

Leng Ningyu sat outside the door of the house, looking at the dark sky outside, from Leng Xiao's self-talk just now, he could roughly judge that the reason why he was so depressed was inseparable from Qiu Mo.

Leng Xiao also knew a little about reconciling with Qiu Mo, he once asked him why he didn't take Qiu Mo back, he always said, it's almost fast, but he didn't expect that something happened before he could come back.

I'm afraid the only person in this world who can make Leng Xiao so decadent is Qiu Mo, the last time she left, Leng Xiao fell seriously ill, and then he has been guilty and regretful, except for letting his busy work force him to forget the past, in the time when he is quiet, he is always unable to give up.

This time it was the same, he locked himself in his room again, lost his temper, threw things, and looked at no one pleasing to the eye, making the cold house all the wind and trees noisy.

Leng Ningyu sighed, since the TP5 accident, he has not been at peace, Xiaotian is missing, Leng Xiao has an accident, he himself is not much better, not only has to face the sudden increase in market pressure, but also has to always be vigilant against those simulated mobile phones that may be listed, like a knife hanging over his head, I don't know when it will fall.

He felt that he should take a look at Feng Shui, whether it was any immortal that their family had touched recently.

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"Liu's mother, Liu's mother." Early in the morning, Ah Xiu was in a hurry to call Liu's mother.

"What's the matter, what a fuss." Liu's mother ran over and said.

Ah Xiu panted and wiped the sweat on his head, "Go and persuade the young master, he demolished the flower fields behind." ”

After she left, Leng Xiao has always regarded it as a treasure, as long as she is idle, she will fertilize and water it, and take care of it meticulously.

When Liu Ma and Ah Xiu ran over, Leng Xiao had already smashed the flower field to a mess, his clean shoes and pants were stained with mud, and his face was dirty, and under his feet, the blooming flowers were poured, and the white petals were pitifully half-buried in the soil.

"Young master, this is what you planted, no matter how you say it, you can smash it." Liu Ma was reluctant, not only because as soon as the flowers bloomed, the whole cold house was fragrant, but also because this was a memory of Qiu Mo.

"What do you want to do with something that only blooms and doesn't bear fruit?" Leng Xiao walked out of the flower field and kicked away a flower vine blocking the way, "Let the maid clean up here, and the field in the backyard has been demolished one by one, and I don't want to see these things in this yard in the future." ”

His words were cold and heartless, as if they were about to cut something off.

Mother Liu and Ah Xiu were stunned when they heard this, although they had a lot of questions in their hearts, but on the cusp of this storm, how dare they ask.

After Leng Xiao left, Ah Xiu hurriedly squatted down and reluctantly picked up a withered flower, and said distressedly: "If this is seen by the young grandmother, she will definitely die of sadness." ”

Mother Liu also heard about Qiu Mo, and while she was happy for her, she was faintly worried, her family has such a hot temper and a cold personality, if the two are really together, will they still be the same as before.

"Isn't the young grandmother moving back?" Liu's mother also asked curiously.

"Yes, it was the young master who told me that day, saying that he was going to pick up the young grandmother back, and asked me to clean the young grandmother's room, and then buy some of her usual favorite meals. Ah Xiu sighed, really couldn't figure out what was going on.

"I don't think it's so simple to quarrel, didn't you see the young master's eyes just now, cold and with some resentment, if it was really a quarrel, would he tear down this flower field, it's not like you haven't seen how precious he used to be." After all, Liu's mother is old and experienced.

"So you're saying they broke up?" Ah Xiu asked in a panic.

Mother Liu nodded helplessly, "Eighty percent is." ”

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