It's the middle of July, and the weather is surprisingly hot, and the streets, which are usually bustling and annoyingly busy, are even quieter at this time. Walking alone on the empty road, Mo Qingqian's already irritable heart became more and more anxious.

The Zhizhi on the tree was still shouting tirelessly, so loudly, probably the power of life, and it was inexplicably desolate to her ears, perhaps because she was a pessimist.

I plucked a wilted leaf that had been sun-soaked and kneaded it between my fingers, and the uneasiness in my heart was already manifested. It has been less than half an hour since she received the call from that person, but her mood has not changed, from the initial surprise and doubt, to the excitement and joy, and then to the current hesitation, she can't tell for a while, whether she wants him to come back.

Although there is expectation, there is always more than helplessness.

There were more people at the airport than Mo Qingqian imagined, she stood in the crowd of people, and saw the person in her heart at a glance. It was noisy all around, but at this moment, her world was quiet, and time seemed to stop flowing.

After so many years, she thought that the throbbing in her heart should have been wiped out a long time ago, but when that person really appeared in front of her, the heart that had been calm for a long time rippled again.

Joy, excitement, sadness, sourness...... It's really a mixed bag.

Sure enough, I was still looking forward to it.

In the past four years, he seems to have not changed much, and his eyebrows are still the same as he remembers. A simple white T, wearing a light blue denim jacket, black straight-leg pants, and a pair of white sneakers. He stood calmly in the midst of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, as if all the disturbances had nothing to do with him.

He seemed to see her too, and a gleam of light burst into his eyes, and he slowly approached her, tapping at her heart one by one. Her eyes were suddenly a little sour, not sad, and she didn't want to cry, just sour and a little uncomfortable.

Mo Qingqian stood in place, unable to move a step, only to see him walk in front of her with the warm sunshine, with those bright eyes that covered the sky full of stars as before, looked at her with a smile, and opened his arms to her: "Don't hug it, Xiao Qingqing, I'm back." ”

She should have hugged him, like a friend who had been gone for a long time. Thinking so, she finally threw herself into his arms, as warm as she had imagined.

"Xiao Qingqing, don't cry, I can't stand it when you cry." Jiang Yeli hugged her, choked up, and said jokingly.

Mo Qingqian wiped it vigorously on his chest, leaving a wet tear stain, and said stiffly: "I won't cry." ”

"Xiao Qingqing has changed a lot!" The person who stared at the person in front of him sighed.

But it made Mo Qingqian panic for a while: "Yes, yes?" ”

"Xiao Qingqing has grown taller and become more beautiful." He lowered his eyes and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I didn't grow up with Xiao Qingqing." ”

In one sentence, Mo Qingqian's heart was almost suffocated, and the bitterness that was tumbling in her heart was surging in her eyes, she could only squeeze the corners of her clothes, trying to suppress all the unrest, and trying not to let him find any clues: "I haven't seen you for four years, and I'm so hypocritical when I come back." ”

"Hehe," he put Ye Li over Mo Qingqian's shoulder, raised his head and smiled brightly, as if the sentimentality just now was just an illusion, "Isn't that too much for Xiao Qingqing!"

The bright smile that was like the sun fell on Mo Qing's shallow eyes, but it was infinitely sad.

Time flies, and the person in front of him seems to be still a young man in the old days, with stars in his eyes and afterglow in his heart, and his every move is a scene in the painting. But she has been abandoned by the merciless years, abandoned by the cold world, her soul has long since drowned in the deep sea, and now all that remains is an empty shell.

"Alright," she asked, pretending to be casual as she patted away her hand, "why did you suddenly decide to come back?" ”

"Why? I have to think about it......" Jiang Yeli held his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on Mo Qingqian's shoulder, frowning slightly, with a thoughtful expression.

And Mo Qingqian didn't have any confidence in his answer, reached out and took his suitcase, and walked forward on his own.

Jiang Yeli hurriedly followed, attached to Mo Qingqian's ear, and said with an imperceptible piety: "I came back to give Xiao Qingqing a home!" ”

The deep voice easily touched the softest string in Mo Qingqian's heart, but she could only force it not to play the sound. In fact, it doesn't play any beautiful melody, only a sad whine.

"What I said is true!" Jiang Yeli deliberately emphasized with his round eyes.

"Alright, let's get in the car."

Mo Qingqian didn't look at him, and directly pushed him into the car. is so urgent, probably because I am afraid that I will believe it.

She's such a stupid person, there's no way.

In the car, Jiang Yeli sat on Mo Qingqian's left side, gently held her hand, and rested his head on her shoulder.

The two of them were very close, almost unseared. Although Mo Qingqian had tried her best to expand the distance between the two, it was in vain, and in the end, she could only give up.

In fact, she is still a little selfish, after all, for four years, she can't remember him. Even now, she was still in a bit of a trance, feeling that everything was just a ...... Dreams that are too real. She has dreamed of this kind of dream many times in the past four years, and she is used to the feeling of loss after waking up from the dream.

But habit does not mean that it can be endured, such a heavy disappointment, under the rendering of the boundless night, how many times I want her to leave this world like this.

"What are you thinking?"

"I wonder if this is a dream. I don't know how long it will take to wake up from such a real dream, but it doesn't matter, I'm used to it. ”

Mo Qingqian, who was in a trance, no matter what the question was, no matter who asked it, he could say whatever he wanted in his heart, and he didn't hide it at all.

Such a person is kind by nature and very sincere in everything he treats others, but he is easy to be deceived and easily injured.

Such words, such a sad but calm smile, instantly made the night like a knife, and couldn't help but clench the hands of the people around him a little tighter.

"It's not a dream."

Mo Qingqian heard who was talking.

"Xiao Qingqing, it's not a dream, I'm back."

It turned out to be the person next to him.

Facing the admiral's firm eyes, Mo Qing suddenly woke up, this time ...... It's really not a dream! The person she was thinking about was really back, and he was by her side at this moment, holding her hand with a soft hand, and the breath around his nose was faintly like a locust flower.

She smelled it when she first met him, and she was a little surprised at the time, do boys also wear perfume? It took half a year to find out that it wasn't, it was just that he had a body fragrance.

She thinks this matter is very good, after all, not everyone has body fragrance, but he doesn't like it, he doesn't say anything manly, and he doesn't like others to mention it in front of him, but Yan Ze always likes to make fun of him, I don't know how many times he was beaten by him, and he finally got a little more memory.

But facts are facts, aren't they? Even if no one is allowed to mention it, it is still there, it will never disappear, it is just lying to itself.

He seemed to be very tired, and he seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, but Mo Qingqian knew that he was not asleep, so sure, she didn't know why.

The driver master is a talkative person, and he said a lot of things to Mo Qingqian along the way. He glanced in the rearview mirror at Jiang Yeli, who seemed to be asleep, and then at Mo Qingqian, a little hesitant, as if he was considering whether to exit or not, but after all, curiosity prevailed.

The lad's eyes ...... It doesn't seem like a normal person, huh? ”

Jiang Yeli held Mo Qingqian's hand and inadvertently tightened. Although he has been pretending to be indifferent, he still cares about the strange eyes of others in the end, after all, no one wants to be regarded as an anomaly.

Mo Qingqian looked at Jiang Yeli's slightly frowning brows and smiled: "Yes, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Uncle, you don't know that the first time I saw him, I thought how could there be such a beautiful person in this world! Especially his eyes, I have seen such special, so beautiful, such bright eyes for the first time! At that time, I couldn't even take my eyes off ......"

She babbled a lot, until the hands of the people next to her loosened a little, and a faint smile hung on their faces.

"Yes, you little girl is so articulate! Blessed is this young man who maintains your boyfriend like this! If my boy can find a girlfriend like you, I won't have to worry about anything in the future. The driver sighed.

"No, uncle, you misunderstood, I'll ...... with him," Mo Qingqian explained with some embarrassment.

"Okay, uncle knows, the little girl's family is a little embarrassed, and uncle won't make fun of you." The driver waved his hand in understanding.

Mo Qingqian was a little speechless, but he caught a glimpse of the curvature that hooked the corner of his mouth a little deeper, so he turned his head a little angrily and stopped looking at him, and only then did he feel a little naïve.

Her gaze turned to the hand that held Yeli tightly, huh...... It is white and slender, with distinct bone joints, without a little cocoon, like a piece of simple and beautiful jade.

She remembered that there were many people who wanted him to be a hand model at a high price, and he was not happy, under the pretext that the money they gave was too little, but on her birthday, no one cared about, in order to invite her to a bowl of oden, she took the first hand model photo in her life at a price of fifteen yuan.

She asked him why?

He was lying on the table at the time, looking at her eyebrows and eyes: "A beautiful smile is worth a thousand gold!" ”

She froze, then slowly smiled as if she had thought of something.

Then his smile was even worse, and he stretched out his hand and tugged her face: "Xiao Qingqing looks so good when she smiles, she must smile more in the future, if you smile, I will be happy!" ”

Because of this sentence, she smiled every time she saw him, and she did not relax until her face stiffened with laughter.

But in fact, she is not a beauty, her smile is not as precious as he said, and even the bowl of oden is not worth much.

It's a pity that this piece of jade is no longer flawless. There was a large scar on the back of his hand, which was shocking.

Mo Qingqian remembered how miserable he was at that time, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart: "Grandpa Jiang misses you very much." ”

Jiang Yeli just snorted coldly.

Mo Qing knew the reason, but he didn't want to mention it deliberately. Hate is sometimes good, and it's better than ignoring it.