Xiang Qing's eyes were full of bloodshots, and she was almost screaming and roaring in frenzy, completely ignoring the injured face of the man in front of her.

Mo Zixuan, how can you say you love me?

If you love me, then, how can that?

How should we face and accept all this that is happening in front of us? Where did you put me?

"Xiang Qing ......" hugged Xiang Qing's little body desperately, Mo Zixuan didn't dare to let go of her for half a minute, the moistness in his eyes was long gone, and his thin lips trembled, "How can you say that I don't love you?" ”

If he doesn't love her, how can he stand here, if he doesn't love her, why would he step into the disgusting entertainment industry, if he doesn't love her, why would he risk such notoriety to stay by her side.

"If you love me, let me go." Now she just wants to be quiet, she needs time to think about it, she needs to sort out her chaotic thoughts.

Let her go?

There was an unprecedented horror in the man's eyes, what he was most afraid of was that the little man in his arms left him, how could he easily let go of her?

"Xiang Qing, listen to me, I'll deal with it, don't leave me!" His cool thin lips fell, kissing Xiang Qing's salty little mouth, but in the next second, he was pushed away.

Xiang Qing patted him on the shoulder angrily, she desperately wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

Deal with it, how is he going to deal with it? The child is his, so what does this mean, does he rekindle his old relationship with her?

If you don't love, how can you have children, in the end, it's just ......

You are wrong.

"Mo Zixuan, I beg you, let me go." Xiang Qing almost knelt on the cold marble floor excitedly, she didn't dare to look at Mo Zixuan's also moist eyes, she just lowered her head and cried.

That humble appearance, Mo Zixuan's heart hurt when she saw it, it was the kind of pain that was fried on a frying pan over low heat, did her love make her so painful?

The tears slipped down again, I don't know if it was providence, the hot tears hit the back of Xiang Qing's hand, burning her in pain.

"Did I make you so, miserable?" Mo Zixuan was trembling all over, his voice was unsteady, and he even had such a frightened panic, he was already not like him.

Xiang Qing bit her lip, crying was almost unlikely, she raised her head and looked at him sadly, that handsome face was finally treasured in her heart again.

And he said, Go.

The lost man finally sat on the carpet in pain after Xiang Qing left, he only felt that his body was cold, and his slender hands were white, painful, painful.

Looking at the door that had been tightly closed, he only felt that there was nothing to love.

Xiang Qing, did you leave me in the end?

Am I too confident, or is our love simply not strong enough?

The man hugged his knees in despair, lowered his head, and let the tears flow down his noble jaw......

…… Dividing line ......

Xiang Qing had nowhere to go, she kept crying, and she didn't take anything, and her pitiful appearance attracted the side eyes of many people.

However, what does it matter, now she just wants to cry hard, as if she has been crying out for so many years of grievances.

What else is important to her now?

As she sat under the plane tree, crying desperately, a white down jacket was covered with a white puffer jacket, and she looked up, her face still steam with tears.

It's Xiaoxiao......

"I knew you would be here......" Shen Xiaoxiao sat down, she hugged Xiang Qing's trembling little shoulders, and her eyes were moist.

Cheng Jiaming had just called her, and he told himself that Mo Zixuan was alone at home, and Xiang Qing ran out and is now missing.

"Xiaoxiao, am I stupid?" Xiang Qing smiled bitterly, the cold wind was not enough to make her body tremble, but the pain in her heart was the source of death.

Xiang Qing also thought about whether she would regret it, whether she would one day find out that she was not suitable for Mo Zixuan's man, and whether she would be sad because of other problems.

However, he didn't expect everything to come so suddenly, and he was caught off guard.

It turns out that everything is wrong.

"No......." Shen Xiaoxiao hugged Xiang Qing, she tried her best to warm Xiang Qing's body, "It's not you who is wrong, and you're not stupid, it's just that we didn't think ......"

I thought that belated happiness was just an empty joy, and the result of fate was already predestined, and who could change it?

"You say...... Would Mo Zixuan be a good father? He's going to be nice to that mother and son, right? ”

"Maybe." Shen Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, she watched people coming and going, and felt very sorry for her friends, if he was very good to them, what about Xiang Qing?

What about this simple and stupid Xiang Qing?

How should she go in the future?

The clear sky began to fall again with goose feathers and heavy snow, Xiang Qing cried, looking at the pure white snowflakes that fell down, and the corners of his mouth curled bitterly.

Mo Zixuan, after all, I still don't deserve you.

I don't know how long it took, knowing that Xiang Qing's legs were numb, she looked at Shen Xiaoxiao, who had begun to tremble because of the cold, and smiled.

Xiaoxiao, thank you.

The little hand that was already red from the cold gently patted Shen Xiaoxiao's little shoulder, she got up, straightened her waist with great effort, looked at the snowflakes floating in the cold wind, and her small mouth moved slightly.

"Xiaoxiao, can you do me a favor?"

"Okay, you say ......"

A week later, what everyone didn't expect was that Xiang Qing disappeared......

Song Cheng and Cheng Jiaming used all their forces, but they couldn't find Xiang Qing, and there was really no news, which made the two of them anxious.

Cheng Jiaming went to Shen Xiaoxiao, after all, Xiang Qing lived here with Shen Xiaoxiao a week before he disappeared, they all knew Xiang Qing's life experience, they had been to his father's house, and looked at the house where there was almost no Xiang Qing's breath, and they were very distressed.

At that time, Song Cheng and the others finally understood why such an inconspicuous Xiang Qing would enter Mo Zixuan's eyes, perhaps, in this world, there will never be such two people who are so sympathetic.

After the ugliest face in the world, they are still strong, looking forward to the future that belongs to the dream of others.

It's just that no one thought that at the moment when they were working hard, everything had already gone off the track.

Mo Zixuan and Xiang Qing, are they really no longer possible?

No one knows.

Mo Zixuan, the man, knew that after Xiang Qing disappeared, he didn't say anything, just stayed in the bedroom where Xiang Qing's room was stayed, lying on the bed, motionless.

The handsome and fair face had already lost weight for a few weeks, and he was almost exclusively kept alive by nutrient solutions.

Sadly, in this world, no one really cares about him.

With such a sad and lonely affection, looking at those two big men was distressed, if it weren't for Mo Zixuan's face, I'm afraid the tears would have fallen.

On the other side, in a suburban town far away from the imperial capital, Xiang Qing lived her stable life, looking at the old lady selling vegetables, she only felt extraordinarily kind.

"Auntie, is this two dollars a pound good?" Xiang Qing bent down, bargaining may never be a problem for her.

"Oh, little girl, you really are, I don't make any money." The old lady said this, but in the end she smiled and helped her pack the bag.

Xiang Qing stuck out his tongue and walked in the direction of home with a grin.

When she left the imperial capital, she kept her bank card by her side, fortunately, when she was an assistant in the entertainment industry, she earned a lot of money, at least for a short time, her economy will not be difficult.

Xiang Qing was very lucky, she thought she had regained her lost heart, but whether she really let it go or not, she was not so clear.

The dilapidated cottage, although small, but Xiang Qing is very satisfied, and only this small and slow house can make her feel so secure.

After the water boiled, Xiang Qing cooked instant noodles, added two handfuls of green vegetables he had just bought, and looked at the gurgling soup, feeling his stomach gurgling.

I'm really hungry.

Xiang Qing is very angry with herself, she always doesn't want to remember to eat on time, sometimes she only remembers one meal a day, and later, as soon as her eyes are closed, she doesn't know anything.

Will he just die? Xiang Qing sometimes thinks the same way.

The newspaper on the table had been read by herself many times, and even in this closed and underdeveloped town, she could still see the news of that man.

Star Entertainment was forced to block Mo Zixuan under pressure, and what remained in people's hearts was also mixed, some people were distressed, some people regretted, some people said he deserved it, and some people were jealous.

In short, Xiang Qing knows that the name Mors has really not appeared in the entertainment industry for a long time.

As for the woman and the child, Xiang Qing also thought, maybe their family of three was already together, and he was just an outsider.

The bare leaves outside the window began to wither after opening up, and the golden leaves sprinkled on the asphalt road, soft to step on. In the casual time, in the blink of an eye, it was another winter.

Xiang Qing wrapped the down jacket on her body tightly, she lived in a world of one person as always, except for occasionally calling her father, she was reluctant to take the initiative to contact the outside world.

Perhaps, such a life is suitable for her.

On this day, she came home from work in a secluded bookstore, and in the world covered in silver, she looked at the brightly colored luxury car downstairs and had a moment of panic.

Shaking her head, she smiled wryly, what were she thinking?

How could it be him?

Carrying the heavy schoolbag in her hand, Xiang Qing lowered her head, carefully climbed the narrow stairs, took out the key, and the moment she opened the door, she obviously felt the faint light in the room.

Who is it?

For no reason, my heart jumped a little.