Why his hands were shaking, why was there a lingering sense of loss around him.

"Xiang Qing, you won't leave me, will you?" The man pressed his thin lips to her little ears and whispered, but the voice could not hide the trembling.

What is he talking about?

Xiang Qing raised her head and looked at his handsome face, her little hand attached to the tip of his slightly cool nose, and with the same sad breath in her eyes, she opened her small mouth and moved.

"I used to say to myself that I would always be there for you as long as you need it."

This is a promise made to Xiang Qing, a promise that no one knows.

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan's big hand holding her tightened, but the sadness around him decreased a lot, he slowly closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose with relief.

"That's what you said, don't go back."

"Okay." Xiang Qing nodded, she leaned on Mo Zixuan's fragrant arms, and only felt that happiness was like this?

However, can they really be happy?

Xiang Qing had a deep shadow in his heart, and Mo Zixuan frowned slightly, how could he not be full of uncertainty about the future, he didn't understand it better at this moment, it turned out that happiness came and went quickly.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in Xiang Qing, it's just that that kind of thing, that kind of past, is already a thing that he has been disgusted and disgusted all his life, let alone Xiang Qing in his arms, so gentle and simple Xiang Qing?

The fear is deep, and the fate is also ruthless.

Xiang Qing, will you firmly accept me like that?

The little man in her arms naturally didn't understand what was going on at all, she thought that it was just the inexplicable strangeness between the two of them for a while that would make the man in front of her, who had always been safe, so frightened.

However, things are far more complicated than she imagined.

Later, when Xiang Qing recalled this incident again, he still pinched a cold sweat for himself, if his will was not firm at that time, then who would heal such a man full of pain?

Maybe the two of them will waste their lives because of that joke of fate.

She loves Mo Zixuan, and because she loves him deeply, she can't accept it, but because she loves him deeply, she gritted her teeth and tried to understand.

At dinner, Xiang Qing held chopsticks in her mouth, stared at Mo Zixuan's elegant eating appearance, and after getting his affirmation, she was relieved to pull the meal in front of her.

Mo Zixuan has always been very picky about his diet, and he naturally can't be sloppy.

It's just that today's dinner seems to be a little different.

Xiang Qing could see that Mo Zixuan had no appetite, but he still ate hard, which made him feel very distressed.

Is it because of his self-awkwardness in the past few days that he has brought trouble, is it because of himself that he is like this?

Xiang Qing muttered in her heart.

"Do you have a bad appetite?" Putting the sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate into the bowl in front of Mo Zixuan, Xiang Qing was a little cautious.

"No, no." Mo Zixuan's big hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, and then raised his head, revealing a peerless smile.

That smile made Xiang Qing's heart chuckle.

Mo Zixuan, who was smiling like that, was so beautiful, but it made him feel so distressed.

"Well, I'...... You...... Actually, two days ago, Xiang Qing bit her lip ......, she wanted to say something to comfort him, she wanted to tell him that she didn't have to care about her two days of awkwardness.

Although her heart was still so conflicted, she really didn't want to bother Mo Zixuan.

"You just don't leave me." Biting the ribs in the bowl, the man's handsome face had a faint smile, and the doting eyes of the person wanted to cry.

Xiang Qing will always have to admit that this man's inadvertent words and deeds are throbbing in the depths of his soul for others.

Is it okay not to leave him?

Xiang Qing lowered his head, listening to his almost undemanding request, and his eyes moistened unconsciously.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Mo Zixuan only picked up the water cup on the side with his big hand, and took a few sips elegantly, he looked at Xiang Qing, who had been lowering his head and pulling the rice, and said, "I won't go out tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" Xiang Qing raised his head and was stunned for a moment, what did he really mean? After thinking about it again, it suddenly became clear.

"So, will you stay with me tomorrow?" The burgundy bangs blocked the lost emotion in his eyes, and Mo Zixuan spoke, although it was a request in his tone, it was impossible to refuse.

Xiang Qing nodded, served him a night of seaweed egg drop soup, glanced at the rest of the food in his bowl, and couldn't help but think that he really ate too little.

In fact, his appetite is not large, sometimes less than he eats, so Xiang Qing feels that he can still eat.

"You can drink some more soup, I've tasted something that isn't salty." Pushing the small bowl of soup in front of Mo Zixuan, Xiang Qing pursed his lips.

"Okay." The man nodded, picked up the white spoon elegantly with his big hand, opened his thin lips, and drank spoonful by spoonful, making Xiang Qing stunned.

How can a soup look so good?

After dinner, Xiang Qing thought about cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, but the man didn't say a word, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

Xiang Qing panicked, she was not stupid, she naturally understood what the emotion in Mo Zixuan's eyes was, but it was just ...... He was too anxious, he was out of control like this, and he made himself feel a little scared if he wasn't calm.

"That...... Mo Zixuan....." Xiang Qing pushed the man on her body hard, she didn't want to refuse, but she couldn't take her time.

His deep dark eyes had long since faded from their usual indifference, replaced by a deep scarlet and an indelible sadness, why?

"Don't reject me!" The slender arm pulled through Xiang Qing's small waist, and pushed her small body onto the soft big bed without saying anything.

The bed sheet was specially chosen by Xiang Qing this morning, and it was light blue.

Mo Zixuan has always liked pure white and dark gray, this kind of light eye color, when Xiang Qing changed the bed sheets this morning, he felt that he should change the color.

Maybe the mood will be different, too?

However, the situation in front of me ......

As soon as his lips were cold, the man's thin lips had been tenderly attached, Xiang Qing closed his eyes, although his little hand was still refusing, but his heart had already sunk.

Ay? Wrong.

Xiang Qing suddenly thought about something, she opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face who was all in the delay, his high nose bridge was close at hand, which made Xiang Qing's little face slightly red, but i, still opened his mouth.

"You, aren't you taking a shower?" He has a serious habit of cleanliness, and if he doesn't take a bath, he ......

Is it really not his style?

Obviously, Xiang Qing's words worked, the man's closed eyes moved slightly, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and he reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Are you unwilling?" There was a thick hoarseness in his voice, and at this moment, Mo Zixuan's eyes only had Xiang Qing's slightly red face.

"No, it's just, I should have taken a shower first." Xiang Qing pursed her mouth, and the shyness on her face made Mo Zixuan's frowning brow slowly relax.

It turned out that it was for his own sake, not that he didn't want to be with himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Zixuan's slightly calm and handsome face slowly warmed up, his thin lips were slightly curled, and he kissed Xiang Qing's small forehead lightly, and then got up elegantly.

Later, Xiang Qing could only say that this night was very fulfilling.

Mo Zixuan couldn't tell what was going on last night, there was a smile on the corner of his lips, but in addition to the strong possessiveness in his eyes, there were other emotions.

It's a kind of if you're dying tomorrow, then you have to vent like crazy today.

The handsome man who hugged himself tightly in his arms, frowned slightly, and slept like a newborn baby, had been muttering to himself in his ear last night.

He said, Xiang Qing, you are mine.

Yes, he is his.

Smelling the fragrance of the man, Xiang Qing moved his little head slightly, leaning on his chest, and always felt that after last night, his mood seemed to be much better.

She never thought that her sentimentality in the first two days was right, but, people, where would there not be a time to bring trouble to yourself?

However, Xiang Qing at this moment doesn't know that compared to what is going to happen below, her sentimentality in the first two days is really nothing.

When Xiang Qing fell asleep again because of the soreness of his body, the man on his body woke up quietly, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his big hand, and looked at the little man in his arms, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Just now I seem to have a nightmare again, those days, those pains, those pains, will come back in a blink of an eye?

However, this time, he is no longer alone, and this little woman next to him will accompany him.

Pulling together Xiang Qing's soft little body, Mo Zixuan slowly moved his noble head, he looked at the snow fluttering outside the window, and remembered Wen Zi's words before leaving.

And she said, Mors, do you love that woman that much?

Yes, he loved the little man in his arms, and, moreover, he told himself that she would always be by his side.

In the end, Wen Zi left, and she told Mo Zixuan that in fact, she had always had a special feeling for him, saying that love was particularly insufficient, and that it was friendship, and it seemed to be a little light.

Mors, if, I mean, if that Xiang Qing hadn't reappeared, would you have a different attitude towards me?

At that time, Wen Zi, a woman who had always been very strong, showed a rare weakness, and she looked at the tall figure sitting there looking out the window, with affection.

And Mo Zixuan smiled at that time, he shook his head, his thin lips moved slightly, "I'm sorry, I don't think so." ”

Although Xiang Qing no longer appeared, she still lived in Mo Zixuan's heart and never left.

Until now, Mo Zixuan felt that the most wrong thing he did at the beginning was to abandon Xiang Qing, if he could be a little worse, would the little man in his arms not be in pain for a few years.

Time will not go back, and all he can cherish is the present, the future of him and Xiang Qing.

Mo Zixuan knew that before the arrival of that beautiful future, he had to walk through the wind and rain in front of him, of course, with Xiang Qing.