Outside the window, there was thunder and lightning, and Song Qiyue's heart seemed to be like a storm transiting, so chaotic. In such a staggered way, she didn't know which sentence he said was true and which was false, and she didn't know why he was saying this at the moment, and her thoughts were even more incomprehensible, but the heart was beating so violently.

It was his words that kept circling and hitting the heart!

- I want to give you the best, but, but how can I make you so sad, how can I be.

It was his hand that caressed her. The temperature was so hot that it would burn her temperature, and if she wanted to resist or escape, it would be sour or jealous. Is it reluctant or distressed, all confused, Song Qiyue's heart trembled, it was his lips, slowly falling, almost touching her.

Finally. He kissed her face suddenly, like a gentle touch, a gentle caresse. Lingering again, lingering to her lips. She couldn't move, and his kiss fell, and it was the warm touch that landed on her lips. Familiar, missed. But it also woke her up!

What are you doing! Song July, what are you doing again!

Such a downfall!

Suddenly, she pushed him away and snorted, "Do you think I'll believe it!" ”

Song Qiyue scolded, she waved his hand away again, she took more books from the bookshelf and smashed them on his body!

"Now, what's the use of you saying this! Do you think I'm going to believe it! She was in a hurry, constantly smashing books at him, as if she could vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart!

Bang – Bang ——!

The book kept falling, smashing on his body!

"I won't believe it! I don't believe it! Song Qiyue pushed him away violently, she just wanted to leave.

Get out of here, out of him, out of the words that will shake her, she won't believe it, absolutely not!

Every time, every time she always says beautiful words, but she does things that make her sad again and again, and the cycle is endless, how can she believe it!

Song Qiyue turned around and ran wildly towards the corridor of the bookshelf, and Mo Zhengyan shouted behind him, "July! ”

"You go! Don't follow me anymore! "Song Qiyue's pace is urgent and chaotic, even more chaotic than when he came!

Those books, when she passed by, were grabbed by her indiscriminately, and the two chased each other while shuttling through the bookshelves!

There was chaos in front of him, it was the lightning that passed, and the library was bright for a while, Song Qiyue's hand was held by him again, and it was he who grabbed her again! Her body was also twisted by him, and at this moment, her feet stepped on the floor where they were walking, it was the rain that had just fallen on them, dripping and soaking the ground, and the sliding foot made her eyes wide, and she fell forward hard!

"Be careful——! Mo Zhengyan immediately hugged her and brought her to his body, his arm was like the strongest protection, protecting her in his chest.

The next moment, the two of them had fallen heavily to the ground!

Song Qiyue snorted, it was she who hit him, but she also heard the sound of his body hitting the floor heavily.

Everything became more and more chaotic, Mo Zhengyan hurriedly propped himself up and looked down at her, "July, how are you?" ”

It was in this corridor that he bent his knees and trapped her beneath him, and she saw the focus of his eyes on worry, and she suddenly choked for breath and heard him cry, "July." ”

What to do, what to do, you can't escape at all, you can't avoid it at all.

Song Qiyue only hated that she couldn't, her hand clenched so weakly, grabbed the book that fell on the side and smashed it at him again, "It's you!" Mo Zhengyan, it's you! It's all you! ”

"You said that you just want to make her regret it! And now you say that you have done so much because you want to give me the best! Which sentence do you want me to believe, which one do you want me to believe! Song Qiyue shouted like crazy, she completely vented, and all the helpless grievances she had in the past few days were completely vented at this moment.

"You think I'll be happy to do that? I'm not happy at all! I wasn't happy at all! She drank uncontrollably, the books around her were no longer enough for her to smash, all of them were thrown away by her, she grabbed the collar of his clothes violently, and grabbed his whole body together, "That's not what I want at all!" ”

"Mo Zhengyan, you are so self-righteous, you are so arbitrary!" She scolded angrily, using all the words, but it didn't seem to be enough, not enough at all!

"It's me who is bad!" He whispered, he hugged her, and the two of them fell to the floor, "It's all my fault! ”

"Would you like to apologize?" He muttered, "It's not good for me to make you so sad, to treat you like that, to apologize to you." ”

"I'm not good, I'm not good."

The anger was disintegrating like smoke in his words over and over again, and the suffocation seemed to dissipate in this roar, and it was his words that repeated one after another, breaking her defenses, making her about to disarm and surrender, and let go of all resistance.

"July." He called out to her, and looked up at her, his fingers tracing her contours, and he looked down again, and it was his fingertips, which had swept across her face when he waved, a scene that he could never think of as never happening, and that would forever be imprinted there.

"I'm sorry." He said, kissing slowly as if his lips were worshipping, "It's me who is bad." ”

It was his hand that hugged her, but the body temperature was getting hotter and hotter, Song Qiyue felt it, maybe it was a burst of running and running away and roaring, or maybe it was because he was so close to her at this moment, it was when he touched it lightly, it drove the nerves in his face, and all the pores were stirred.

It was he who caressed her, kissed her softly, tasted her taste. Her breath was snatched, only her chest rose and fell violently, and suddenly, the collar of her dress was ripped open by him.

"July, I'm sorry, I can't help it." At this moment, he said words of apology, but he didn't mean to stop at all.

His big hand was raised, and the curtain was torn down by him and scattered on the ground.

The world turned upside down on a rainy night, it was he who pulled her clothes, who tore her buttons, who kissed her skin, who scattered her clothes, who seemed to be boiling in the air, who hugged her, who grabbed her hand, who held his shoulder, who held her head down and kissed him back.

The whole library seemed to be swaying and collapsing, and the sudden suddenness made her can't help but raise her head, Song Qiyue saw that above the bookshelf on this floor, the row of books was Garcia's famous book "Cienanosdesoledad", and the totem on the paper was like that ancient family.

Cienanosdesoledad, One Hundred Years of Solitude.

Where did you come from for a hundred years, a hundred years ago there was no you and no me, and a hundred years later it has become a fireworks in the world, and it is difficult to find a trace again. But the original color of the sky is blue, how can you see your own color and appreciate your outline. From now on, if there is no you, it will be all loneliness, only loneliness.

Her hand clinged to his shoulder, sinking in the world he weaved.

The night was stormy, and it didn't stop until dawn, and in the corridor of the library's bookshelves, a man and a woman slept embracing, heavy curtains covering them, and the heating was turned on all night. If it weren't for the dazzling sunlight hitting her face and waking her up, I'm afraid she wouldn't have woken up so soon.

Song Qiyue raised his hand to block the sun, and his closed eyes also opened, it was the sky outside the window, so clear in the morning. Female number.

After the rain, it was a brilliant sunny day, which made her stunned.

Song Qiyue turned his head to see that he was lying beside her, sleeping quietly and breathing steadily. Thinking of last night, after that chaos, her heart seemed to be quiet with this sunny day, and she remembered all the words he had said, and she remembered the madness of last night.

They actually did it in the library?

This really made Song Qiyue feel broken, the residual anger was still there, I saw that he slept so soundly, she raised her leg and kicked him hard, and wrapped herself in the curtains!

Mo Zhengyan was originally sleeping well, but he was suddenly kicked hard, and he woke up suddenly. Opening his eyes in a daze, he faced Song Qiyue head-on, and saw her two long eyebrows twisted, almost an instinctive reaction, he was about to go over and hug him to coax, "Why are you angry again." ”

"Stay away from me!" Song Qiyue snorted, and she got up wrapped in the curtains.

"Sleep a little longer." He still pestered her to continue to lie down, and Song Qiyue said angrily, "What are you sleeping, this is not your Mo Mansion!" ”

This voice seemed to make Mo Zhengyan also sober up, he understood where he was, he saw everything around him, it was the bookshelf and the corridor, it was the countless books on display, he said, "This is the library." ”

Song Qiyue didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but he asked again, "What time is it?" ”

She looked back at the wall clock, "Seven-fifty." ”

"The library opens at eight." He replied.

"So what!" She asked angrily.

Mo Zhengyan reminded, "I think we need to destroy the evidence. ”

Destroy the evidence! Song Qiyue was reminded by him, and she suddenly realized that there were still these books falling in this corridor, as well as the curtains, and all kinds of messy things here, and she felt broken again, "Mo Zhengyan! Why don't you get up for me! ”

At eight o'clock sharp, the curator got up early to open the door, the key came to open the door, but when he came in, he was stunned, and the curator was surprised, "Classmate Mo, why are you here?" ”

The curator only saw that in the museum, Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue both held the book in their hands, but they were curious why they were still there so early.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, but said sideways, "Ask her." ”

"This classmate?" The curator left in a hurry yesterday, and he was in a hurry to meet Mo Zhengyan, so he didn't have time to ask her what her name was, so he just shouted.

Song Qiyue was embarrassed, why did she have to answer this question? It's not good to tell the truth, so she can only bite the bullet and say, "Curator, I didn't find the book I was looking for last night, so I ......"

"So you've been looking here for a night?" Although the curator is a little old, his eyes are still very sharp, and the clothes on their bodies are still the same as yesterday's.

Song Qiyue felt like she had been seen through, so she had to say again, "Yes, I was looking for a night......

"What book? It must be important that you can find it for a night and still can't find it, right? The curator was even more curious, "Why don't you tell me, I'll help you find it." ”

"No need, thank you Curator, we ......" Song Qiyue was almost at a loss, "Found it, I have found it!" ”

"Found it again? Show it to me. The curator smiled and inquired.

Song Qiyue only felt that this was really miserable, but Mo Zhengyan walked over from the side and said, "The book has been found a long time ago, but we have studied it for a night, and now there is no problem." ”

"It's this ......" Mo Zhengyan took a book, came to the curator, and really discussed it with him.

Song Qiyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief again, almost this lie was about to come true.

The curator discussed with him warmly for a while, Mo Zhengyan was about to leave, Song Qiyue nodded on the side, the curator was about to send them, and when he passed by the window, he suddenly found some problems, "Why is this curtain hung upside down?" ”

"It's not, it's the other way around." Mo Zhengyan responded with a smile.

Song Qiyue had the illusion of doing something bad and being targeted, so she didn't say anything more, she hurriedly pulled Mo Zhengyan and left, "Curator, let's go first, come back another day, goodbye, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Curator, I'll come back again." Mo Zhengyan said so.

The curator smiled and sent him off, and suddenly thought of a question, "Classmate Mo, this classmate you brought......

However, they have run far.

What do the four words mean by being a thief, Song Qiyue finally understood, and after getting into the car, she gasped and said angrily, "It's all you!" ”

"Yes, it's me." Mo Zhengyan responded, "I didn't hold back, so I threw you down in the library, and pulled the curtains down again......"

"Shut up!" Song Qiyue snorted.

"Then go back to the mansion and sleep for a while?" He asked.

"Go to the hotel!" Song Qiyue ordered.

didn't go home all night, originally this morning Song Qiyue also asked Kang Ziwen to go to the factory, but now he hurried back, fortunately, the time just caught up. When Song Qiyue arrived at the hotel, Kang Ziwen and the others also happened to get up and have breakfast in the restaurant.

Song Qiyue said, "You can go back!" ”

"I haven't eaten yet, let's go together, I'll go with you." Mo Zhengyan said very happily.

"I don't want you to accompany me."

"Then you can stay with me."

“……”

As soon as the restaurant entered, as soon as she walked towards Kang Ziwen's table, his hand fell on her shoulder, and he whispered in her ear, "Smile, look ahead, there are a lot of people here." ”

That group of people, who got up early to eat here, had already taken breakfast, and when Kang Ziwen saw them coming, he said, "Manager Song, Mr. Mo." ”

"You're so early." Song Qiyue smiled in response, and Mo Zhengyan said, "You guys talk first, I'll go get breakfast, what do you want to eat?" ”

"Everything." Song Qiyue couldn't refuse, she replied.

Mo Zhengyan has to get it himself, but? Jane and He Sangsang were still there, sitting at the other table, where did the two dare to let him do it himself, they both got up to serve him, he only let them continue to sit down and eat, "I'll come by myself, you can just eat." ”

So I saw Mo Zhengyan take the porridge side dishes, and the Western-style dim sum, the bacon Italian rolls, in short, there were a few exquisite plates in front of him, and the choice was very clever, a combination of Chinese and Western, and there were any meals. After taking breakfast, Mo Zhengyan also sat down to eat.

Kang Ziwen asked, "Why did Mr. Mo come over this time?" ”

Mo Zhengyan was peeling the shell of an egg, and a whole egg was peeled and put on the plate in front of Song Qiyue, and he replied, "Visit the class." ”

Simple two words, not for official business, but just a private visit, this love show is quite low-key, but blatant, Kang Ziwen understood, Song Qiyue said, "He will leave today." ”

"She told me to go, and that was the only way to go." Mo Zhengyan complied, and he asked again, "Last night, Sang Sanghe?" Jane is still satisfied with Kang's supper? ”

remembered that last night, Kang Ziwen was taken away at that time, and he proposed to have supper, which was really supper. It's just that this meal is delicious, only Kang Ziwen himself knows, and sharing a table with two men and women who look like sculptures is really boring to the extreme.

"It's fine." Kang Ziwen responded, and he asked rhetorically, "Where did Mr. Mo and Manager Song go early this morning?" ”

After getting up early, Kang Ziwen saw He Sangsang and asked Song Qiyue's whereabouts, but He Sangsang only went out. It's just that it's still so early, Kang Ziwen is a little curious, so he asks at this moment. Mo Zhengyan smiled, and he replied, "We went to look for books, and we searched for a long time......

Halfway through his words, the fork in Song Qiyue's hand had already blocked his mouth with food, and she smiled, "Eat, aren't you hungry?" ”

Seeing them like this, Kang Ziwen smiled, but he was also a little curious, "What kind of book, I've been looking for so long." ”

After breakfast, the group was about to leave for the office, and Song Qiyue went back to the room to change clothes. Changing into refreshing clothes, she walked out of the room, Mo Zhengyan was still sitting there, she stopped, "You're not leaving?" ”

"Where are you going?" Mo Zhengyan asked.

"It's a weekday, and you won't go back to Hong Kong City!" said that he was here to visit the class, how long is he going to visit the class?

"You chase me."

"What?" She didn't hear clearly for a moment.

He said again, "You drive me away." ”

Song Qiyue heard it clearly now, can this person be more thorough? She frowned and combed her hair in the mirror, "That's right, I'm just driving you away!" Don't get in the way here, just do what you have to do! ”

Mo Zhengyan said suddenly, "Then you have to promise me." ”

Song Qiyue was stunned, "I promise something!" ”

Mo Zhengyan got up, he walked towards her, Song Qiyue saw him coming through the mirror, and when she turned around, he had already approached, the long arm stretched out, holding the mirror platform, the long body, the arc of the slight bending, facing her eyes, "No matter what happens, you will not leave the port city with Yangyang." ”

What he said made her even more stunned, and Song Qiyue replied, "You go back now, and whether I can go away are two different things!" ”

"One piece." He said domineeringly, "If you don't agree, I won't leave." ”

This man threatened her like that again! Song Qiyue stared and said, "Why should I promise you?" ”

"If you don't guarantee it, then I can only follow you." Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "Okay, just send the company's documents over." ”

"Jane, Sangsang!" Mo Zhengyan really shouted, which made Song Qiyue dumbfounded.

Jane and He Sangsang were in the room outside, and they came immediately, "Mr. Mo, what are your orders?" ”

"You ......" Mo Zhengyan was about to command, Song Qiyue shouted, "Nothing!" Book a ticket for Mr. Mo to return to Hong Kong City! ”

The two didn't dare to move, and looked at Mo Zhengyan, only to see him wave his hand, and they retreated again.

"Promised?" He asked.

"I won't guarantee it! You go now! Suddenly helpless, just when he was struggling, Song Qiqiche? Road.

Mo Zhengyan looked at her, he rubbed her hair, "I heard it, you agreed." ”

"I didn't say yes!" Song Qiyue waved his hand away from rubbing his hair, and she slipped through her shoes as she drank.

"I hear you."

"I didn't!"

"Okay."

"I didn't have it anyway!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

No matter what Ren said, it seemed to be useless, Song Qiyue drank "I didn't agree", she turned around and left.

"Mr. Mo, I'm going too." He Sangsang hurriedly reported and left with Song Qiyue.

Jian Ze asked, "Mr. Mo, do you want to book a ticket?" ”

Mo Zhengyan smiled and nodded.

Treat? Simply booked the ticket and reported, "Three hours from the plane." ”

It was still early, Mo Zhengyan thought about it, he still had to go to a place before rushing to the airport.

This place is the library that I just turned back and left not long ago, I left in a hurry just now, and it came again at noon, and the quiet and pleasant room was so quiet. Mo Zhengyan greeted the curator, sat and chatted for a while, and the curator asked, "The female classmate just now, is she yours?" ”

"She's my wife." Mo Zhengyan replied.

"It's her, and I think so." The curator seemed to have expected it, and he smiled and nodded. Just wandering around the bookshelf with him, as if remembering some past events, "Later, did you see her again?" ”

"Curator, are you referring to Cheng Qingning?" Mo Zhengyan directly pronounced her name.

The curator said, "I met her in Nancheng before. ”

Even though few people know about that old story, these books still left their mark, so the curator who managed the books also learned about that period of the past.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, he greeted the curator and said, "I've seen it, she's doing well." "Sister-in-law Suo Miao Pen, I broke up my wife's appointment

It was he who responded calmly, and the curator smiled slowly again in a daze, and he said, "That's good." ”

Garcia wrote.

- What are you waiting for? Time has passed, so to speak, but not so quickly. Wherever you go, you should remember that the past is fake, memories are a road with no end, and all past springs are gone.

Who meets whom, whether it is an unpredictable encounter, whether it is a short stopover, or a subway to eternity, no one knows the outcome. As everyone knows, the car is one stop at a time, someone leaves and someone arrives.

In less than a hundred years, no one should know what it means.

Perhaps, it is destined to meet you, so I can meet another her.

Jian reminded him that the time was almost up, and Mo Zhengyan was about to leave, and he smiled, "Curator, I think it's time to change the curtains." ”

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