Xiang Qing's eyes were red, staring straight at the handsome face of the country and the people in front of him, Mo Zixuan's fair face had a little pink, his black pupils trembled, and he was silent for a while.

Then I suddenly thought, what have I done?

Subconsciously stretched out his white fingers, Mo Zixuan wanted to wipe away the tears on Xiang Qing's face, I don't know why, watching her cry, he was very uncomfortable.

Why are two people who are obviously not very connected, so close?

Xiang Qing's eyes were red, letting the tears flow, she dodged Mo Zixuan's outstretched long finger without a trace, and bit the lip that had just been kissed by him.

The fragrance was still attached to her face, making her feel angry and in a trance.

"I'm sorry!" After being silent for a long time, Mo Zixuan suddenly lifted the hat on his head, and his black hair with static electricity stood up, which made people feel a little embarrassed while being handsome.

He knew that he had indeed been a little unscrupulous just now.

He knew very well the purpose of those men in black, but he made despicable use of the simple girl next to him, her lips were very soft, and she had a feeling that shocked him.

It's obviously just used to perfunctory those who come to catch him, but, why, unconsciously, a terrifying warm current seeped out of his heart, and then he deepened the kiss uncontrollably.

It wasn't that he couldn't feel her panic, and he had long known that those people were far away, but why, he was still unwilling to leave the warmth he was attached to?

Mo Zixuan didn't understand, Ren was how smart he was, and he still couldn't see through the word love at that time.

At that time, when he finally understood, some things had already gone farther and farther in the direction of the backlight.

Snorted, Xiang Qing lowered her head, not wanting to respond to any of his words, she felt as if she had been tricked, he was not hers, why......

Intrigued? Non-deniable.

But, Mo Zixuan, why are you kissing me, kissing a strange girl?

The embarrassing atmosphere continued to ferment, Xiang Qing was already a stuffy gourd, and he wouldn't say anything about the scene, and Mo Zixuan, the handsome pride of the sky, naturally didn't disdain these things.

Although he felt sorry in his heart, he didn't say anything in the end, compared to the current embarrassing atmosphere, he really wanted to figure out why he was throbbing like that.

When he kissed her, it was different from Mo Xiao.

Even if I can't say anything specifically, some things have already sprouted in the cold wind, and when it opens, it will be out of control.

When the car arrived at the station, Xiang Qing didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, but rather because she was angry and anxious at the moment, what had just happened, she could have slapped him in the face.

However, her character would never do this, and besides, if that bright and handsome face really had five red fingerprints attached, it would produce a sense of guilt that had destroyed the heavens.

The silent boy in front of her who helped her take down the suitcase from above didn't let her hate it. No, she never hated him.

Handing the gray suitcase to Xiang Qing's sweaty hands, Mo Zixuan put his hands into his pockets, and the black studs between his ears shone in the sun.

"Let's do it together!"

"What?" Xiang Qing was surprised, raised his head, and looked at this good-looking boy with a calm tone as if nothing had happened at the moment when the cold wind was swishing.

only to find out that he didn't have anything with him, let alone luggage, not even a schoolbag.

Mo Zixuan would not easily tell others that he suddenly decided to return here, so now, he is almost penniless.

Who would have believed that the heir to this huge enterprise in front of him would ...... Well, that's ......

Xiang Qing looked at his glowing black eyes, looking at the endless flow of people, frowning, and couldn't say anything.

She squeezed out a few ugly smiles, pulled the gray suitcase in her hand in front of the white figure, then shrugged her shoulders and lowered her head to find the car.

It's been a long time since he came back, Mo Zixuan looked at the white world here, and suddenly felt a little emotional, in six years, because of economic reasons, the city has changed more or less.

Looking at the gray suitcase at his feet, the corners of Mo Zixuan's mouth curled into a faint smile, looking at the thin figure crowded in the crowd, and walked slowly.

When she was bargaining with Qing, Mo Zixuan looked at her motionlessly, he had never seen her like this, and in his impression, she had always been dull and quiet.

But now, it turns out that ....... she also looks like she will earn a red face with others.

Inexplicably, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

After a long journey, the two finally returned to that place, the place where they had put down roots.

Xiang Qing got out of the car and paid, a little hesitant, she didn't know if she was a little troublesome, but looking at his deep face, she still spoke.

"Well, are you going home?" Gripping the handle of the suitcase tightly, Xiang Qing asked in a low voice in the cold wind.

"Well, I'll go home!" His eyes were a little fluttering, Mo Zixuan smiled, looked at her lightly, his long black hair was flying wildly, he actually felt a little good-looking.

"Well, I'm leaving......"

"Good ......"

Xiang Qing pulled the suitcase and walked forward step by step, she looked back at the white figure in the cold wind, and felt a little sad in her heart, so she thought about it, and stepped forward to give him a hug.

But she didn't dare, and she couldn't.

After Xiang Qing left, Mo Zixuan still looked like a comfortable and handsome man, but he was penniless, so he couldn't brush his face, right?

His thin lips raised, he smiled meaninglessly, and silently walked to another different road, which he was familiar with and not unfamiliar with.

When Xiang Qing came home, it was already evening, and the dusk in winter was always extra frightening for some reason, Xiang Qing lay in front of the bed and looked out quietly.

"Aqing, come and eat, I made your new love's vinegared pork ribs."

"Oh, here we are."

Packing up his luggage haphazardly, Xiang Qing opened the door, looked at the table full of dishes, and smiled at the two people in front of him.

Whether this smile has reached the bottom of the heart, such as people who drink water and know how warm and cold they are.

"How's it going?" The honest father spoke first, took a mouthful of red meat and put it in Xiang Qing's bowl.

And the stepmother, who looked kind, also smiled, filled a thick kelp soup, and placed it in front of her.

Without any emotion, Xiang Qing always felt that something was missing and something more.

After eating the rice in the bowl sullenly, she followed her father and said a few words painlessly, and then returned to her room, with crimson curtains, crimson bed, and crimson wallpaper.

But in fact, no one knows better than Xiang Qing.

Sleepless nights

Xiang Qing had packed her things early, but there was nothing in fact, just some clothes, and she was very happy that she could finally go to her grandmother.

In this seemingly her own home, she is always uncomfortable, and only in the home where she grew up and is full of residual warmth, she sleeps sweetly.

"Dad, I'm leaving."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Hmm."

Along the way, Xiang Qing was pondering, holding the heavy red apple in her hand, thinking about giving it to her grandmother, she knew very well that there were some things that she was powerless to change, so she could only do her best.

After getting off the train, she came to the iconic station, but in a trance she saw a white figure, which felt very familiar.

Mo Zixuan, he, why is he here?

"Hello?"

"Huh?" The boy turned around, his slightly red face was frozen and the apple in Xiang Qing's hand was a fight, raised his thin lips, and smiled again.

That smile is beautiful.

"Why are you?"

"I ...... I'm waiting for you. Mo Zixuan smiled, and his somewhat tired handsome face was imprinted in Xiang Qing's heart, what did it mean to meet again and again.

"Wait I mean ......"

Xiang Qing was puzzled, carrying his suitcase and staring up at his handsome face blankly, Mo Zixuan was very tall, much taller than himself.

The handsome boy in front of him looked at her with a smile, pulled her luggage with some cold big hands, and walked towards the exit without saying a word.

In fact, last night, Mo Zixuan was not nowhere to go, he bought a brand-name watch in his hand and stayed in a hotel in the town.

He wanted to go back to the old house, but he knew that it was difficult, and there might be someone waiting for him.

And the truth is, he guessed right.

When Xiang Qing and him walked through the alley, it was obvious that there were many people in black around who were dressed in black, and they seemed to be waiting for them.

"Do those people have anything to do with you?" Even if Xiang Qing's head is not bright, he still understands the whole story.

Mo Zixuan did it on purpose, he hoped that someone would help him cover up, that person, unfortunately, was himself.

Come to think of it, losing the first kiss for such a reason is a little worthless, but it seems a little meaningless to be able to have such close contact with him.

Looking at the long figure walking in front of him, Xiang Qing suddenly realized something, he seemed to be deliberately approaching him, but what was the reason?

Because of what?

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little aggrieved, people like Mo Zixuan didn't seem to be sincere to anyone, but he did unconsciously let others think about him nonsense, in the end......

Quickly catching up with the boy in front of him, Xiang Qing gasped slightly, grabbed his powerful arm uncontrollably, and then spoke in his surprised gaze.

"Did you mean to?"

"What?"

"Are you using me?" Whether it was on the train, or what he had just taken the opportunity to stand there and peep at for a long time, Xiang Qing understood everything.

"Uh-huh....." Unexpectedly, he admitted.

"Why me?" Biting her lip, Xiang Qing's eyes were a little warm, in the end, she understood that she was so excited, probably for the person who was using her in front of her.

It's none other than Mo Zixuan.

"Because of you, maybe it's different."