"Worm, do you think that your shame on the power of the shore should be sentenced to wait a few years?" Quan Mo asked, the words were indifferent as usual, but they were extremely sharp.

Do you want her to be her own judge?

She has misunderstood Quan An for more than ten years, and she has made Quan An completely disappointed and hated her...... How many years was sentenced? Ten years is not enough, one lifetime is enough.

She ruined more than ten years of power.

An Xia lowered her head, a hand slowly slipped from Quan Mo's sleeve, and she said in a difficult voice, "I see." ”

She is not qualified to ask for any forgiveness now, she is not qualified to repent now.

“……”

Kwon Mo looked at her silently.

"I'll go back to City A to study. But Dad, you must let Kwon take care of himself outside. Anxia said with her head down, then turned around and walked back stiffly step by step.

"You're still young, you can wait."

Quan Mo looked at her thin back, like seeing the countless **** nights he had been waiting for.

Too young.

The young world changes day and night, and it's a good thing to wait, and it's not necessarily a bad thing to can't afford to wait, at least you know what you want.

Every word of Quan Mo crashed into An Xia's heart like a hammer, and she turned to look at Quan Mo, "Dad, aren't you angry with me?" ”

"What do you think?"

Quan Mo said indifferently, looking at her with deep black eyes.

An Xia laughed, her smile was a little bitter, she knew that Quan Mo was not angry with her, he was her father who would always love the most.

……

Anxia returned to the room, walked through the paper on the floor with her feet, took out her suitcase from the corner, and began to pack her luggage and prepare to leave home for City A.

Her misunderstanding of Quan An for more than ten years should also be repaid with the same time of repentance.

She could wait.

Wait until the day of your release.

Anxia put the clothes one by one in the suitcase, numbly repeating the action of tidying up, she turned her head to look at the paper on the bed, looking at the countless fragmentary strokes on it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She put down the clothes in her hand, picked up the pen and quickly put together a few words, and after the more difficult words were spelled out, the words behind them slowly appeared on her paper.

She dismantled all the words into one piece, fiddled with the words, and finally she spelled them into two lines of poetry—

Exquisite dice An red beans, do you know that you are acacia to the bone?

“……”

It turned out to be these two verses.

Anxia looked at these two lines of poetry in disbelief, her pupils constricted, and she was stunned.

"Shouldn't it be the meaning of red beans born in the south and the most lovesick of this thing? It's impossible, it's impossible, you've given me this gift since I was ten years old, there's no reason why you know what red beans are when you're ten years old. ”

"Not this poem."

"Aren't you curious about crystals? You keep asking me what poem made me give this gift? ”

"This is a 16-sided Rubik's cube, and there are two lines of poetry on it, and you will know what it is when you put it together."

"Anyway, everything about me is bad in your eyes, not good."

……

Do you know that you are lovesick? Not.

No for more than a decade.

Thoroughly no.

An Xia knelt on the ground next to the bed, stretched out her hand to cover her lips, tears came out of her eyes, this afternoon, in the quiet bedroom, in the messy bedroom, An Xia cried alone.

——★——★——★——★——

Four years later.

The store designed by Xia Mao's personal image is located in the most prosperous downtown area of City A.

An Xia wore a simple and neat beige windbreaker and walked into the gorgeously decorated store, and saw Xue Mao counting the employees in the store with his teeth and claws.