"Really?" Mu Ziyi blinked, with a little curiosity in her eyes: "But why are you absent-minded?" ”

Qingsheng raised his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a shallow arc: "Is there one?" ”

Mu Ziyi pursed her lips, and her voice suddenly lowered a little: "Qingsheng, since the day I met you, you have been a person, and you still are." Speaking of this, his tone paused, and then he continued to ask, "Don't you have any friends?" ”

I vaguely remember that she seemed to have asked him this question before, but he didn't answer.

Qingsheng picked up the teacup and shook it gently, his tone was very indifferent: "It's not sincere, don't do it." ”

It's a short eight words, but it's like a wise saying in life.

Mu Ziyi was stunned, but she couldn't find anything to refute: "You ......"

Before she could finish her words, Qingsheng suddenly interrupted: "Yiyi." ”

"Huh?"

The man's eyes stared at her, his eyes quite serious: "How much do you like the song in the clouds?" ”

The woman was slightly stunned in her heart, as if she didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a question.

How much do you like it?

Mu Ziyi supported her cheeks with her hands, rolled her eyes and thought, looking extremely cute.

Seeing the woman like this, the corners of Qingsheng's mouth slightly lifted a shallow arc, fleeting: "Don't worry, you can answer slowly." ”

Mu Ziyi shook her head, and couldn't help but show a smile in her eyes: "I have thought about this question before, I thought that my liking for him was just liking, but later I found out that it was not like that." ”

"What do you mean?" The man raised an eyebrow.

The woman put her hands on her cheeks and smiled, "I find that I don't seem to like him that much, but I love him exactly." ”

In her opinion, like is not the same as love.

And the affection she has for Yunzhongge is love.

Hearing her say this, Qing Sheng's eyes were slightly dull, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses, and whispered softly: "Love......"

Seeing the man's stunned appearance, Mu Ziyi frowned, and was a little puzzled in her heart: "Qingsheng, what's wrong with you today?" Is it uncomfortable? ”

"Nope."

"Really?" Mu Ziyi expressed disbelief.

Seeing the woman like this, Qingsheng couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips: "Are you worried about me?" ”

The woman looked at him with a frown: "What do you say?" ”

"I said yes."

Mu Ziyi glared at him, and pretended to be angry and said, "I'm worried about you, you can still laugh." Tell me, what's wrong with you? ”

Whether he was okay or not, she could tell at a glance.

Today, his tone has always been very wrong, and so is his eyes, how can she not worry.

Qingsheng didn't answer, but asked to himself: "Yiyi, if you leave here, will you come back in the future?" ”

Will she ever come back? Will you still come to the ghost place of Beihuang?

Coming to Beihuang?

Mu Ziyi's eyes narrowed, and she was about to speak, but Qingsheng suddenly opened her mouth: "It's okay if you don't come back to this place, after all, it hurts you." You're all bad memories here, and it's okay if you don't come back. ”

The woman's eyes were slightly furled: "Why do you think so?" ”

The man glanced up at her, but did not speak.

Mu Ziyi frowned, with a slight hint of coldness in her voice: "You are my friend, as long as you are here, I will come back to see you." Although this place is full of bad memories, you are one of the best and cherished memories. ”

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