Mo Zixuan never thought that Xiang Qing, who was usually silent, would talk so endlessly, and every sentence pierced his heart.

A trace of frustration and sadness brushed over his fair face, Mo Zixuan's powerful hands clenched into fists slightly, his black eyes stared at the crying girl tightly, and his heart throbbed.

Yourself, did you do it wrong?

In fact, Yu Mo Zixuan, he, did not mean to hurt Xiang Qing, he admitted that he was very selfish, knowing that it was absolutely impossible to follow Xiang Qing, but he still stubbornly approached her.

Obviously, even he wasn't sure what kind of emotion Xiang Qing was, but ...... He still thinks that maybe it would be good for the two to be friends.

The long fingers wiped away the tears from her face, and Mo Zixuan stood quietly in front of her, looking at her twitching shoulders, and felt like she was going to cry for her.

It's an amazing feeling......

"I'm sorry......" the thin lips spoke, and the man no longer stiffened, "That day, I shouldn't have left suddenly, you, have you waited for me for a long time?" ”

Mo Zixuan didn't tell the truth, whether he left on his own initiative or not, the fact is that leaving by himself is the same as being taken away by those people.

"No......" shook his head stubbornly and replied to Qing in a low voice.

She didn't want him to know her ignorance, her stupidity, and it felt like she was dissecting her own vulnerability.

"Really?" Mo Zixuan's voice was gentle, and the anger between his eyebrows slowly subsided because of the trace of guilt, and what appeared in front of him was still the gentle man.

"You, you know I like you." The tears had been dried by the breeze, and Xiang Qing felt the astringent touch, and there was a little girl's shyness in her tone.

"Hmm." Mo Zixuan looked at her black hair, and there was a touch of softness in his heart, where the softness came from, he didn't know very well, "When did it start?" ”

Mo Zixuan looked at her little face, his expression was a little dazed.

Was it the last time you had a hot pot restaurant?

"Unimportant ......" Xiang Qing was bitter in her heart, but she still didn't say anything, how could she let him know that she liked him far earlier than he knew.

"Perhaps, for me, is it important?"

"But ......"

"But what?" Mo Zixuan was puzzled, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and there was an almost stubborn persistence in his eyes.

"But...... You're not going to respond to me, are you? "Humble as her, she understood early on that no matter how much she liked the person in front of her, he would not be her own.

"......" The black hair blew in the wind, and Mo Zixuan's deep facial features became clearer and clearer in the wind, which was good-looking, but the hesitant and guilty expression on his face deeply pierced his heart.

"I know......" Xiang Qing pursed her lips, even if she had guessed it a long time ago, but she would still feel sad in her heart, and it hurt like a pinprick.

"Xiang Qing, I ......" I can't respond to you, just like that, I can't control my own fate, and I don't want to drag the simple you into such a dark world.

What's more, I'm not sure if I'm really capable of protecting you, and ......

Me, do I really like you?

He is not sure, really not sure, Xiang Qing, you are different to me, but whether that difference is the so-called love, who can explain?

His body exuded a good fragrance, Xiang Qingnu nu a little red nose, looked at his slightly lowered handsome face, and his fingers were forceful, deep into his palm.

"I'm leaving, your apology, I accept ......" Xiang Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and in the next second, she stepped out of the white canvas shoes, she looked at Mo Zixuan's delicate handsome face that didn't look like the world, and continued, "But, in the future, don't come to me again......"

The black pupils trembled violently, Mo Zixuan was stunned for a moment, his handsome side face moved, and he turned his head to look at her.

He found that the girl in front of him was so good-looking, even if she didn't have that kind of delicate facial features, but she gave people a strong warmth.

"Xiang Qing ......"

"I'm leaving...... Goodbye, Mo Zixuan. She looked at him, and for the first time met his deep eyes, and seemed to feel a lot lighter.

Mo Zixuan, in the future, let's really be strangers.

The slender fingers grabbed Xiang Qing's arm at once, very gently, without force, Mo Zixuan lowered his noble head, looked at the green grass on the ground, and opened his thin lips lightly: "You, will you still like me?" ”

I don't know why, looking at Xiang Qing's back as she was about to leave, looking at the big smile she barely squeezed out, his heart trembled violently.

The inexplicable but well-deserved sense of panic made him panic, so. Uncontrollable, he said such a sentence.

Very selfish, isn't it. can't respond to her feelings, but hopes that she still likes herself.

"I don't know......" Xiang Qing felt the trembling of Mo Zixuan's big hand, and she clearly heard his gradually heavier breathing, but, I'm sorry, she really didn't know.

"Give me some time, can you?" It seemed that he had made a big decision, he looked at her, and there was a color in his eyes that made Xiang Qing waver.

"What did you say?"

I couldn't believe the words that came out of Mo Zixuan's thin lips at this moment, Xiang Qing's feet were glued to the ground, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Time?

How hurtful is this handsome man in front of me who has been liking for a long time? Does he know what it means when he thinks about it?

Bei Yan locked his lips tightly, the corners of Xiang Qing's eyes were a little moist, and he broke his white and good-looking hands without a trace, and the slightly cool touch made people feel sad and want to cry.

Obviously I don't like it, why force myself?

From beginning to end, Xiang Qing didn't think that Mo Zixuan would like him, he was so good, so dazzling, how could he pay attention to such an ordinary and almost terrifying person?

"No need......" Xiang Qing was not a strong girl, she couldn't accept his kindness of not wanting to hurt people with such a gradually disintegrating heart.

As soon as his hand was loosened, Mo Zixuan's handsome face became a little ugly, and he stared at her pale but lonely little face as if he didn't understand, completely ignoring what he said wrong.

Also, how could a noble man like Mo Zixuan understand that Xiang Qing, who is strong and stubborn on the outside, has the kind of inferiority complex that he will never experience inside.

Maybe if you change someone else, you will be elated, and you will be full of joy and wait for Mo Shao to speak, but Xiang Qing, no......

Difficult steps, Xiang Qing only felt that every step pierced her bones painfully, she clenched her palms tightly, and walked forward mechanically, leaving the long and handsome figure in vain.

The big white hand slowly moved up, Mo Zixuan's brows furrowed tightly, his eyelashes, which were as thin as cicada wings, trembled slightly, and tightly covered his aching chest.

That is, the location of the heart......

In just a few minutes, he seemed to have lost something important......

The breeze floated on the boulevard, moving towards the dazed machinery, and she had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery on both sides, because she was just a passerby.

Looking at the red marks on her wrists, a drop of hot tears fell on the asphalt road, she bent her legs, almost squatted on the ground, and let the people around her look at her strangely.

Mo Zixuan, why, I have already decided to give up, and you still make me so reluctant?

On the other side, the white figure that made Xiang Qing so attached to him leaned gracefully under the tree, and the sunlight through the shade of the tree reflected on his beautiful face, making it impossible not to pay attention.

The slender fingers oozed blood, Mo Zixuan lowered his always noble head, and quietly looked at the residual breath of Xiang Qing on the ground.

His heart was very uncomfortable, it was a strange emotion, and he had never understood it......

Xiang Qing's resolute appearance echoed in his mind for a long time and refused to disperse, and he swore that it was definitely a pain that he had never experienced in his life for more than 20 years.

I'm real......

…… Divider......

Xiang Qing's hair had grown very long, and when Satomi dragged her towards the barbershop, standing at the door, she still cowardly ran away.

Why don't you want to cut off your waist-length hair?

Because in that snowy world, there was a handsome man who said: "Xiang Qing, your hair is beautiful." ”

Even at that time, she still had that unreal sense of rejection of him, but that probably casual sentence has always affected her, so much so that she is still precious in her hair.

"Xiang Qing, what's the matter, long hair and waist, who are waiting to marry you?" Satomi flipped through the magazines in her hand, her head was full of hot small rolls, and she was a little uncomfortable looking at Xiang Qing.

The final exams are approaching, and she probably wants to get a new hairstyle.

"Me? Don't make a fuss......" Looking at his malnourished face, Xiang Qing smiled helplessly, he had long been used to Satomi half teasing him.

Who will marry her?

"No, didn't a senior confess to you last time?"

"Huh?"

In a trance, Xiang Qing's mind reappeared a scene from a few weeks ago, that day, she went to the library as usual to work hard at level 4, but she didn't want to have an affair.

Even if the senior's condition is not bad, but ......

Actually, Xiang Qing didn't think about falling in love in Daxue, it's just that fate often fools the world, and what she likes is the most unlikely person.

Sometimes, maybe people don't have too many extravagant expectations, but it's good......

"Don't make fun of me." Two good-looking dimples curled up on her cheeks, Xiang Qing pursed her lips, and sat on the sofa silently, continuing to indulge in her own little world.

Satomi looked at her quietly, and suddenly felt that it seemed to be ...... Xiang Qing has changed...... Have you become pretty? Yes, there is no doubt about it, and at the same time, she also found that something seemed to be quietly changing.

Bored looking at those good-looking models in the magazine, Xiang Qing's heart had already drifted to the clouds, and she didn't know at this moment that before long, Mo Zixuan's man would break into her small world with a strong attitude.

Many years later, Xiang Qing will also think, how could a man who is not even sure whether she likes herself or not, how can she nod so easily?

That's stupid......