The voice fell---

Deng Wanting turned her gaze back,

"What do you think?"

Ai Qianqian was still immersed in Deng Wanting's words just now.

Hearing Deng Wanting's reply, she raised her head suddenly.

……

looked at Deng Wanting's somewhat lonely and hurt expression---

Jerked!

Ai shook his head lightly and replied in a firm tone, but he retorted,

"I don't think so!"

Deng Wanting was stunned,

"What's wrong?"

Ai Qianqian's body leaned on the sofa straightened, took a deep breath, looked at Deng Wanting with big eyes and said,

"Sister Wanting, you're right, yours will never leave, and it's useless if it's not your forced stay!

But---

It's also you yourself who say that there are so many unpredictable unknown variables in love, how do you know which ones are unintentional and which ones are intentional.

Maybe there will really be love and killing, but if I know that that person is your love, I won't take a step back and wait quietly like you!

Instead, I'll take a big step forward and hold that person tightly!

I won't let go until I die! ”

Until she died, she would never let go......

……

After speaking, not only Deng Wanting, but even Ai Qianqian herself was moved by what she just said.

I didn't even believe it, but she said it herself.

But---

Why, I suddenly felt a sudden pain in my heart, as if I was being held by something, and it hurt to tear it......

Ai Qianqian realized that her little hand hanging on the sofa had unconsciously clenched into a fist, and her fingertips were even pierced into the flesh of the palm of her hand.

I suddenly realized that it hurt a tingling pain......

In the dim light---

Deng Wanting looked at the girl in front of her.

The blush of the fair skin is lightly rippling, and the eyes are crystal clear, burning firm, and shimmering like the brightest brilliance of the Milky Way.

It's as if I saw myself a long, long time ago.

was hurt by a period of unbearable injury, and the years wore away, and she became the current Deng Wanting, who can never go back to the past.

……

Gentle, clear eyelids tremble slightly.

Deng Wanting clenched the glass in her hand, the warm milk was already cold, and said to the girl in front of her with a light smile,

"Shallow, you are braver than me, so you are happier than me."

Ai's shallow and firm eyebrows frowned slightly, and he reached out to hold Deng Wanting's hand,

"Sister Wanting, happiness is fought for by yourself, so you have to be brave!"

As he spoke, Ai Qianqian also encouraged his head a little more.

Happiness is earned by oneself......

She had long lost the right to strive for happiness, or rather, she didn't want to do it.

But---

Looking at the flower-like smile of the little white rabbit in front of her, Deng Wanting's eyebrows shook slightly, and she even nodded her chin a little tremblingly.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and he replied,

"Okay."

"Haha, that's right~~~!"

Ai Qianqian opened her arms at once and gave Deng Wanting a big hug that was extremely intimate.

Deng Wanting hadn't been hugged so warmly for a long time, and she was stunned for a long time, and the faint mist in her eyes became thicker.

Suddenly, he also raised his hand and gently patted Ai Qianqian's back.

In the room, laughter was rippling.

……

Suddenly---

The ringing of a mobile phone call rang out in the huge living room of the suite, sounding a little abrupt and harsh.

Ai Qianqian was so excited that she almost bounced up from the sofa!

Her first reaction was that Ji Moji called her back!

Suddenly, Ai Qianqian let go of Deng Wanting's hand, and bent down to reach the constantly flickering mobile phone on the coffee table.

As soon as I got it in my hand, I called his name before I answered the phone,

"Season ---"

However, when he saw the name of the caller ID on the mobile phone screen, he suddenly stopped all sounds.

The touching and pure smile shook lightly, and then, the corners of the upturned mouth also converged little by little.

Saw---

On the screen, the three words "Mu Zinan" kept flashing and lit up.

……

Deng Wanting also noticed Ai Qianqian's strange appearance, and asked with concern,

"What's wrong, shallow?"

Ai Qianqian came back to her senses, looked up at Deng Wanting, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, shook her head and said,

"It's okay, Sister Wanting."

Then he hung up the call that was still ringing in his hand and put it on the coffee table again.

Looking at it, Deng Wanting frowned slightly,

"Don't answer the phone?"

Ai Qianqian nodded,

"Well, I don't need to answer this call."

That day, at the engagement dinner between Mu Zinan and Lan Shuixin, she had already told him seriously that she was doing well now, and she should not contact him again in the future, so as not to make Ji Mo angry.

But---

The phone that was hung up rang again.

This time, the soft ringing of the mobile phone is even more harsh in the quiet living room.

Ai's shallow and beautiful eyebrows tightened suddenly, and he even looked at the call again with some anger.

She thought that she and Mu Zinan had already made it very clear.

Moreover, she also chose to forgive, now that everyone has each other's lives, if Mu Zinan still feels a little guilty, he will not step into her life again.

……

Ai glanced at Deng Wanting shallowly,

"Sister Wanting, I'll answer the phone."

Deng Wanting nodded slightly in understanding.

Ai Qianqian got up from the sofa, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and walked towards the glass door of the balcony.

Turned on and put it to my ear.

Ai's shallow sweet smile was exhausted, with polite detachment.

"Mr. Mu, is there anything wrong with calling so late?"

"Shallow ......"

On the phone, Mu Zinan's voice came, calling her name.

However, in his tone, there seemed to be a suppressed heartache, and there was even a trace of panic that was accidentally leaked!

Suddenly, Ai Qianqian's eyelids suddenly jumped fiercely!

Even after meeting Mu Zinan a few times before, she could feel the sadness in his voice.

However, Mu Zinan's heavy tone was only that day, the day of the accident a year ago......

In the hospital, he called her name like this,

"Shallow ......"

Then, I didn't have the courage to continue.

……

Ai Qianqian is sensitive.

An inexplicable uneasiness seeped through the heart......

Ai Qianqian involuntarily bit her lower lip, even she didn't know why she was so nervous.

Listening to his silent silence on the other end of the phone, Ai took a deep breath, trying to ease his uneasiness.

Trying to relax myself, I said,

"If Mr. Mu is fine, then I will hang up. Also, don't call again. ”

After speaking, Ai Qianqian was about to put down the phone.

But---

On the phone, Mu Zinan's hurried voice as if he was suddenly awakened,

"Wait! Shallow, I have something to tell you! ”

---

(Guess what, babies?) ）