Momo took a week's leave and worked on the floor in Wang Zi's room every night. During the day, she not only does Aunt Tong's work, but also works part-time as a nurse, and even plays the role of an assistant, reading contracts to him, making notes for him, and making video conferences for him.

She's really tired.

On the sixth day, Wang Zi stubbornly asked her to sleep.

Less than five minutes after lying down, someone had a new request:

"Don't move, I just want to hug you, my body can't do anything to you."

"I'm afraid it hurts your arm." Momo's head was still moving restlessly.

"No, it won't. Be obedient, or I'll be angry. ”

Momo really didn't move. His head rested on his arm, looking up at the sky above him, but he didn't have the heart to admire the stars: "You...... Why are you lying to your grandmother, it's me ......"

Before she could finish speaking, a finger had already touched her mouth.

She turned to look at him.

He shook his head and said softly, "It's not you." Remember, it was I who forgot the time, my feet cramped and drowned, and it was you who heard my cries for help and rushed to save me. Whoever asks, you say so. You know? ”

She knew that he was saying this for her good.

If his grandmother knew that it was related to her, she would definitely not give up.

"I'm sorry...... It's me ......" Momo was still full of guilt.

"It's all said that it has nothing to do with you, on the contrary, you saved me, only merit, not success."

"No...... I knew in my heart that I had thrown you into the water, and when you asked me for help, I not only shook off your hand, but also pushed you into the water...... It's me, I'm necrotic......" Momo wept as he confessed.

The more she spoke, the more she felt that her sins were too great to forgive.

Wang Zi leaned over and kissed her eyes gently. As soon as he touched away, he looked at her with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

Momo did not resist.

"Your tears are really sour, don't cry, okay?" He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and although he was pity, he was also happy.

In the past few days, her tears have been shed for him alone.

"That'...... Have you forgiven me? ”

"I forgive you, I forgave you a long time ago. Don't blame yourself for this, okay? He lifted her chin and smiled reassuringly.

She looked at him and was silent.

"Don't cry in the future, I don't want to see you cry, I want you to laugh happily." He stared down at her.

She nodded.

She doesn't like to cry either. Her eyes were red and swollen, her nose was red, she was ugly and fragile, she hated herself like this.

She raised her hand and wiped her eyes, grinning: "Isn't it ugly?" ”

"No, it won't."

She laughed.

Someone joked, "I mean, I've never been pretty." No matter how ugly it is, it can't be ugly. ”

"You're — nasty. A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Momo punched him lightly in the chest.

He frowned, looking pained.

"What's wrong? Hurt you? I didn't try that hard. ”

"Heartache." Wang Zi is serious.

"Nonsense." Momo pushed him away, but he pressed him back into his arms.

"If you don't believe me, listen."

Momo really leaned on his chest and listened.

Porphyr-porphyr, the heart beats vigorously, very fast, even, a little messy.

"Do you hear that?" Wang Zi's fingers lifted Momo's chin.

"I hear you."

"It's a heartbeat -- and it's the sound of a heartbeat." Wang Zi stared at her, leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips.

Momo seemed to hear his own heartbeat as well.

or

It's also a heartwarming voice.

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Behind the emotion, disaster followed. Today and tomorrow, there will be one more change.