Three years is not a long time, nor is it short, but it is enough to make people forget a person who does not want to remember. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly at some point, Mo Ye's eyes couldn't see any color, turned around, and slowly moved in the opposite direction.

He just wanted to find Jiujiu's whereabouts as soon as possible now, and as for other people or other things, he didn't want to bother to bother with it at all.

Seeing Qionghua was a cover for him to persecute Bailishu, he rejected Qionghua three years ago, and three years later, he would not go to see her either.

If he could, he wouldn't want to set foot in Baili's house in his life, but for the sake of Jiujiu, he had to visit again.

"Don't you want to see me?" A gentle and quiet voice came from behind, with a faint lingering sadness.

Hearing that familiar voice, Mo Xie couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he was about to leave quietly, but he didn't want to alarm her.

He sighed lightly, slowly turned the wheelchair, and just stared at her so lightly, even though he couldn't see anything.

Finally saw what he looked like, even if he had already been mentally prepared, even if he had decided to forget completely, even if he ......

But reality is reality after all, when she saw the people who appeared in her dreams countless times, Baili Qionghua couldn't help but burst into tears.

Even if he couldn't see anything, Mo Ye still knew what was happening around him, and wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, "Qionghua, long time no see!" ”

Baili Qionghua covered her mouth with her hand, for fear that he would hear it, and finally stopped her tears, only to find the wheelchair under him.

His face changed sharply in an instant, he looked at him with a surprised face, and blurted out out out of instinct, "Mo Xie, your legs are ......"

"As you can see!" Mo Ye didn't feel any sadness or inferiority complex because of her words, and the wind was light, "I'm used to it!" ”

"Is what Dad said true, this is Uncle Shihe......" Thinking of overhearing his father's words, Qionghua's eyes widened.

Although he couldn't see her expression, Mo Ye could also guess it, and the corners of his lips slowly revealed a touch of indifference, "This is my willingness!" ”

Sweeping his indifference and calmness into his eyes, Baili Qionghua clenched his fists tightly, and a nasty demon face appeared in front of him.

The stinky Taoist priest who always inadvertently attracts everyone's attention is obviously younger than himself, but he likes to be arrogant the most.

What makes her most angry is that no matter what big mistake that stinky Taoist priest makes, someone will rush to carry the black pot for her in the end.

Not only Mo Ye is like this, but so is Su Mubai, who exists like a shadow around the stinky Taoist, and even Uncle Shihe is like this.

Thinking of the stinky Taoist Nine Wine, and thinking of everyone's care for her, Qiong Hua couldn't help but blurt out with an indignant face.

"Why, it's not fair to you, obviously you are the son of Uncle Shihe, that stinky Taoist, she is just ......"

Not wanting to hear anyone's negative comments about Jiujiu, Mo Xie couldn't help but interrupt her before she could finish her words.

The beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her tone was cold, "I said, this is my own volition, it's none of anyone's business!" ”

Baili Qionghua was poked to tears again by his tone, her eyes were red, and she wanted to say something more unwillingly, "But ......"

"Enough!" It's a pity that Mo Xie didn't give her this opportunity, and interrupted her blurted out words with an expressionless face.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go!" Dropping a word, without saying a word, he turned around and rocked his wheelchair and walked away.

"Wait a minute!" Baili Qionghua didn't know where he got his courage, and instinctively leaned sideways in front of him.

Just looked at his face, took in the impatience in his eyes, bit his lip, and seemed to have made a lot of determination.

Taking a deep breath, he asked the biggest doubt he had always had in his heart, "You, do you like that stinky Taoist priest?" ”

Suffocated by breath, even if it was fleeting in the blink of an eye, Qiong Hua still found the panic that flashed in his eyes, and tears slipped quietly.

She already knew this answer, but she had been deceiving herself, or maybe this was the biggest reason why she hated the stinky Taoist!

If it weren't for liking, how could a person tolerate and spoil another person so much, even sacrificing everything for her;

If it's not because you like it, how can you often look at a person in a daze, and sometimes you will suddenly laugh when you look at it;

If it's not because I like it, then how can we explain so many years of silent waiting and silent giving......

What Qionghua couldn't bear the most was Mo Ye's eyes when he looked at the stinky Taoist, always full of gentle doting, as if he looked at the whole world.

Such a look was beyond her reach, so she hated the stinky Taoist priest, and was deeply jealous of that person while envious.

She didn't understand what was so good about that stinky Taoist priest, letting Mo Ye be so desperate and let everyone treat him gently.

This answer was discovered by her three years ago, she thought that the relationship between two men, no matter how deep it was, would not come to fruition after all, but she ignored the perseverance of a person.

Sometimes, the reality is far crueler than imagined, Mo Ye's attitude towards herself has decided everything, she has already lost.

Losing from the start, or not starting at all, has always been wishful thinking on her part, and he never responded.

Listening to the sobbing sound in his ears, Mo Ye couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Qionghua, it's impossible between us, you are a good girl, you will definitely find someone who treats you sincerely!" ”

There was something he hadn't told her, and there was no need to tell her, even if Jiujiu didn't exist, he wouldn't have fallen in love with her.

Because they have the same blood flowing in their bodies, according to their generation, Baili Qionghua should call him uncle.

Hearing his advice, Qionghua reached out a little rudely and wiped a handful of tears, looked at him with wide eyes, and sobbed without answering the rhetorical question.

"What about the stinky Taoist, there is no possibility between you and us, why don't you choose to let go?"

Taking his expression in his eyes, Qionghua burst into tears, "I have liked you for seven years, do you know what seven years means?" ”

"Seven years!" Mo Xie laughed softly, his azure eyes carrying a faint lingering mockery.

"Then do you know that I met her when I was five years old, and as of this year, I have known the ninth master for fifteen years."

Looking at the nostalgia in his eyes, Qionghua was stunned, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, once he met the ninth master, he would be mistaken for life!

By the time she finally came back to her senses, Mo Ye had already walked away in a wheelchair, leaving her with a lonely and lonely back.

Looking at his back, Baili Qionghua covered his face with both hands, slowly squatted down, and instantly burst into tears.

Qiu Rong appeared behind her at some point, looked at her heartbroken daughter, and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

It's okay to say it, her Hua'er has been sad for so long, and it's time to let go of her obsession. (To be continued.) )