Mo Qingqian had just opened the door, and before he could sit down, he heard the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrating constantly. She picked it up and saw that it was Uncle Zhang, could it be that something happened to the night? She didn't have time to think about it, she hurriedly answered the phone, and even forgot that she had unilaterally drawn a line with Yeli.

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, what's the matter with you?" She clutched her phone and asked nervously.

"Xiaoqian, that's the case," Uncle Zhang glanced at the old man beside him with an unusually ugly face, and lowered his voice, "Xiaoye is by your side, Mr. knows that you haven't seen each other for a long time, but don't be in a hurry for this time, there will be time in the future, so ......"

Jiang Yongming was already impatient, took the mobile phone, and roared angrily: "You kid get back to Lao Tzu, dare not return at night, you kid has eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall, right?" Give you thirty minutes, thirty minutes Lao Tzu will not be able to see your figure, believe it or not Lao Tzu will break your legs! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Qingqian's reaction, he hung up the phone directly, which was called a clean one.

And Mo Qingqian was confused at this time, and she couldn't figure it out, she only knew that it was related to leaving the night, so she began to carefully recall the words of Uncle Zhang and Jiang Yongming, and finally only extracted one key information - the night does not return, that is, since they separated, he did not go back!

In an instant, Mo Qingqian's hand shook uncontrollably, and she could only pinch her arm and force herself to calm down.

She called Yan Ze in a panic, hoping that they would be together. But Yan Ze was playing chess with his grandfather at this time, and he was so engrossed that he didn't hear the sound of his mobile phone at all.

Mo Qingqian instantly became uneasy, her left hand clenched into a fist, her index finger against her teeth, and she bit until she was in pain, and a bloody tooth mark appeared on both sides of her index finger. She hurriedly took the medicine out of the drawer with trembling hands, poured it down, and then collapsed on the couch, gulping for a breath before she finally calmed down.

He had just returned to Yun'an, and he was so afraid of the dark and dirty, he wouldn't be able to sit on the street all night like her, and it was impossible to stay in a hotel, so where else could he go? It is impossible for the Mo family, then it can only be the Yan family.

Maybe he was still angry with her, so he didn't let Yan Ze answer the phone, it must be!

At that moment, Mo Qingqian dragged his somewhat weak legs and ran towards Yan's house. Why not take the car, she was afraid that the night would be left in that corner of the road, and she missed.

There were several ways to get to Yan's house, but she chose the one that would accompany her at night, it was a quiet path that not many people knew, and she had an intuition that he was there.

Sure enough, when she walked around the corner where he had gone, she was in sight of a flower shop, and it was right there that she would leave the night! Mo Qingqian was so excited that she couldn't wait to throw herself into his arms immediately, and as soon as she took a step, she took it back.

She knew that if she took this step, she and him would inevitably be entangled again, so wouldn't everything she had done before be in vain?

So she didn't take a step forward, but hid behind the big banyan tree around the corner, quietly staring at the night away.

Just this glance made her almost go into cardiac arrest. Although he looked up as if he was looking intently at something, there was nothing in his eyes, only empty and empty.

She'd seen that look like that. In the hospital four years ago, she saw him through the small window on the door of the ward, but she couldn't believe it was him. He sat motionless on the bed in his hospital gown, his eyes open as if he were looking at something, but when she looked closely, she found that there was nothing in his eyes, not even the light that had been shining before, and his eyes were dry and hollow like those of a withered old man of seventy or eighty years old.

She was just like this, hidden in a place where she could clearly see him, crying silently, she couldn't believe that the dazzling light in his eyes had been silently extinguished. He was here, but she felt that he was gone.

"Jingle bell, ding bell-" The phone rang, it was Yan Ze.

Mo Qing took a shallow snort, took a deep breath, connected, explained the situation to Yan Ze in a calm voice, and asked Yan Ze to take him back to Jiang's house.

Yan Ze agreed without hesitation, but asked her again: "Shallow, are you really ...... Is it decided? ”

Is it decided? Is it decided? Mo Qingqian kept asking herself in her heart, but she didn't answer, she just knew that she couldn't continue, she couldn't let her cheap liking be exposed in broad daylight, and she couldn't have the slightest relationship with him.

She tilted her head, desperately holding back the welling tears, and said, "I have ...... It's decided. But I don't know how sad her choked voice with a faint cry is to listen.

Yan Ze on the other end of the phone was silent.

Mo Qingqian's liking for Jiang Yeli, they all know that she has a preference for Jiang Yeli, and they all see it in their eyes. He didn't believe that Mo Qingqian would really give up and leave the night, but if it was true, he felt a pity on the one hand, and a blessing on the other.

"What did Xiao Qian say?" Yan Chengyun, who was eavesdropping on the phone between the two, saw that his grandson suddenly lowered his head and stopped talking, and he felt wrong.

Yan Ze hung up the phone, looked back at his grandfather, and did not hide it: "Shallow...... It's time to give up Ah Ye. ”

Yan Chengyun was a little stunned.

Mo Qingqian couldn't hide things since she was a child, looking at the delicate appearance that belonged to the little girl when she left at night, the liking in her eyes was too obvious, and Yan Chengyun couldn't ignore it. It's just that it's not good for her to like anyone, but she likes a person who is destined to have no positive results. Two poor children together, who can comfort whom?

Such a good child, not only can he not get family affection, but even love can only be stifled.

Why is fate so unfair?

Yan Chengyun remembered that when he first met Mo Qingqian, she was only eleven years old, and her fleshy little face was blown red by the cold wind. She was a little scared, hiding behind Yin Huai'an, but secretly stretched out her little head, blinked her bright and smart big eyes, and looked around curiously.

He liked it at first sight. The light in those eyes is not in the eyes of these self-righteous nobles, and even Mo Qingran, who is loved by thousands of Mo families, can't compare.

He gave her a piece of candy, just a small piece of candy, and her guard faded all over her body, and she said sweetly: "Thank you, Grandpa Yan." ”

Such a kind, scheming child!

Yan Chengyun sighed: "Mo family, how do you pay back what you owe her?" ”

"Grandpa, what do you mean by that?"

Yan Chengyun waved his hand and didn't want to explain, but said: "People are doing it, the sky is watching!" Then he went to the study on crutches.

Yan Ze didn't get an answer, and he also sped up to take a taxi to the address sent to him by Mo Qingqian, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Yeli in a daze, but he glanced around, but he didn't see Mo Qingqian's figure, thinking that he should have left. He was no longer entangled, and got into the car with Jiang Yeli.

Mo Qing hid behind the tree, and finally looked at Jiang Yeli greedily, the sadness and happiness in his eyes were intertwined.

On the way, Jiang Yeli seemed to have finally come back to his senses and asked Yan Ze: "Did Xiao Qingqing let you come?" ”

The expectation in his voice, Yan Ze really couldn't pretend not to hear it. He has always spoken in a down-to-earth manner, without any formality, this is the first time he has heard it, and there is such a strong expectation between his words.

He really changed, completely changed by one person. But why? Everything must happen for a reason, so what is the reason for his change?

Yan Ze couldn't figure it out, but Mo Qingqian told him that he must not let him know that she asked him to take him home.

So he denied it unusually calmly: "No, it was my grandfather who called me and said that you didn't come home all night, and asked me to come to you." ”

"Oh." extinguished the light in Yeli's eyes, "I thought it was Xiao Qingqing." ”

Yan Ze couldn't bear it anymore: "Ah Ye, since she has already given up on you, why are you doing this?" You don't like her again. ”

Jiang Yeli smiled, tears glistening in his eyes, and muttered, "How do you know I don't like her?" ”

"What did you say?" Yan Ze didn't hear clearly.

"She won't give up on me." Jiang Yeli said categorically: "Anyone in this world can give up on me, but my little Qingqing won't!" ”

Yan Ze didn't know where he came from, but he didn't refute it, because in his heart, he was the same as Jiang Yeli, and he firmly believed that Mo Qingqian would not give up on him. Her love for Jiang Yeli has not been hidden at all from the beginning when she first came to Mo's house to the present.

He remembered that once he teased her, saying, "Shallow, can you control yourself, the love for Ah Ye in your eyes is about to overflow." ”

The little girl was too young to hear his jokes, so her soft little hands hurriedly covered her watery eyes and muttered, "I've hidden a lot." ”

He originally thought that in the four years when there was no news of Jiang Yeli, she would give up, or not like it so much, but now he realized that he was wrong, and she liked Jiang Yeli much more than he thought.

"Who did you order that bouquet for?"

"Do you still need to ask? Of course, it's for Xiao Qingqing. ”

"How do you know she's going?" Yan Ze was strange.

"She'll definitely go." Will leave the night unswervingly.

Sure enough, after Yan Ze took the night away and left in the car, Mo Qingqian walked into the flower shop. The flower shop is not small, but there is only one flower - roses. What red, pink, yellow, purple, white, green...... Without exception, they are all roses.

It's strange to have a flower shop in such a remote place, and there is only one flower.

"Hello and welcome." From behind a curtain stepped a middle-aged man holding a bouquet of white roses.

"You, hello." Mo Qingqian took a step back, looking a little nervous.

The man looked at her with a smile, and when he saw that her face was full of wounds, he did not show any unusual expression, but gave her the rose in his hand.

Mo Qingqian's face was terrified: "This, this flower is very beautiful, but I don't need it." ”

The man smiled: "You don't have to be so nervous, do you know a gentleman named "Jiangye"? ”

Mo Qing nodded lightly: "Yes." "More than she knows, this name, this man has trapped her for years, in the past, in the dream, in the present.

"Then do you have the word "Qing" in your name? ”

Mo Qing nodded lightly, and his heart became more and more confused.

"That's right, this bouquet was given to you by a gentleman named "Shoya", and he said that you will definitely come. ”

Mo Qingqian finally took over the flower, and seventeen white and flawless roses were wrapped in light blue wrapping paper, exuding a faint floral fragrance.

"The flower language of the white rose is to be willing to give everything for you, enough to match you."

Listening to the man's words, Mo Qing burst into tears. She had already said that she was going to give up on him, and her words were so ugly that she felt heartache when she thought about it, but what about him? Why? Why did she have to fall into it?

Do you know how hard it is to take you out of your life?