Leng Mo kissed her hair tenderly, and her heart was about to crack.

"Nope. Didn't lie to you. I'll never lie to you. ”

Qin Chenchen whimpered even more. At this moment, she is even smaller than Xixi.

She shook her head in his arms, tears wetting her beautiful little face and his white shirt.

"Don't... Don't ......"

The starlight fell and extinguished in Leng Mo's eyes. He hugged her arm, and gradually became weak.

"Why not?" He asked bitterly.

"Because... Because ......" Qin Chenchen felt that his body and soul were detached. She was immersed in the pain of not being able to love in her previous life, and for a while, she couldn't tell which time and space she was in

"Because... Because you don't like me. ”

Leng Mo pressed her little head into his arms, using his warm chest to soothe her excitement.

His voice was in her ears, so gentle and gentle, so hoarse and pitying.

"Who says I don't like you? I miss you so much... I'm going crazy thinking about it. ”

Qin Chenchen was stunned. Her little hands clutched his clothes tightly, forgetting to cry, and she raised her little face and stared at the boy in a daze.

What did he say?

He said... He loves her... He misses her... Is this true? Could she still be living in a dream?

She didn't believe it was true.

It wasn't until Leng Mo kissed her lips, pried open her teeth, and forcefully stuffed her charming breath between her snorts that she came to her senses.

This... It's true?

But what about being sober? She still couldn't accept it.

Qin Chenchen pushed away the cold ink. She gasped for breath, like a fish that had been hit ashore by the waves, lost its water and was on the verge of death.

"Don't. Please, don't come near me, okay? ”

Leng Mo's tall body was tense. He looked at her steadily, his face depressed, sad, and decadent like never before.

"You don't like me, do you?"

He asked very bluntly.

Qin Chenchen swallowed with difficulty. She couldn't remember how to answer the question for a moment.

She should have replied: yes, I don't like you.

However, she couldn't open her mouth!

This kind of self made Qin Chenchen extremely disgusted.

Obviously she had already had a bloody lesson, but she still couldn't completely forget her feelings for him.

What the hell is she doing now?

Leng Mo didn't reply for a long time, thinking that she was acquiescing!

At that moment, he felt his heart twitch in distress. Even his face turned extremely pale.

He bowed his head, and sorrow wrapped him up like a closed box. From then on, he never saw the light of day again.

"I see." He turned and left in silence.

Qin Chenchen has seen his back countless times, but none of them will be as distressing as today.

He was like a child who had lost his toys, without a smile and without innocence. Even if the indoor light was so warm, it couldn't melt the glacier that weighed on him.

Qin Chenchen sat on the ground, looking at the pink ceiling, he hadn't returned to this world for a long time.

The life of the third year of high school is actually very boring, and Qin Chenchen usually only does two or three things every day: attending classes, brushing questions, and drawing design drawings.

Although the days are boring, I have to admit that time is like a white horse, slipping away quickly.

Since the last incident, Leng Mo has not appeared in front of her for a month and a half.

The time for summer vacation make-up classes has passed, but Qin Chenchen still has to usher in a new semester that is not very happy.

On the first weekend, in order to relieve the pressure of the students, the head teacher decided to organize everyone to go hiking.

On Saturday morning, Qin Chenchen changed into a set of comfortable sportswear and a pair of sneakers and set off.

Angel didn't come because something seemed to be going on in her house.

The air in the natural scenic area is fresh. Especially in the morning, when the sun is not so hot, walking through the woods, people's lungs feel as comfortable as usual.