Hearing Yun Peichen's question, Mo Qingqian shook his head.

"Shall I make you a little bit then? What do you want to eat? ”

Mo Qingqian shook his head again, and said very tiredly: "No need, I have no appetite." ”

These days, she also forced herself to eat something, but she could eat as much as she vomited, but in the end, she tortured herself so badly that she had to give up.

"But ......" Yun Peichen still wanted to persuade her, but when he saw her leaning weakly on the back of the sofa with her eyes closed, he could only give up, help her close the curtains again, cover her with a blanket, and said, "You have a good rest." Then he left lightly.

Back at his home, Yun Peichen leaned against the door and cried again, cursing himself many times in his heart. He thought he couldn't suppress himself like this anymore and had to talk to someone, so he made a phone call.

After a dozen rings, it was finally connected.

"Hey......" A lazy and deep voice came from the phone, "Wake me up in the middle of the night, you'd better have something earth-shattering that threatens your life." ”

"Qi is disgusted," Yun Peichen paused, "she seems to ...... I had someone I liked. ”

"Oh." The man said only one word.

"Oh?" Yun Peichen couldn't hold back his grievances anymore, "You just have an "oh" word? ”

"So what's not? I've never fallen out of love. The man was right.

Yun Peichen was stunned, and could only accept his fate: "Forget it, I will only look for you when my head is kicked by a donkey!" ”

"Hey~ Chenchen, you can't say that, let me ask you, is she married? Got kids? Is the child in school? ”

"You're sick!" Listening to his nonsense, Yun Peichen scolded directly.

"Chenchen, this is what you misunderstood me," the man was aggrieved, "I mean, since you are unmarried and unmarried, you can just chase it back, the ten years you have been with each other, not everyone can catch up, you have to be a little confident in yourself!" ”

"But I missed out on seven years of her, and I had no idea what she had gone through to become what she was now." Yun Peichen recalled Mo Qingqian's alienation from him, and choked up again, "I always feel that I can't get close to her, Qi is disgusted." ”

"Chenchen, you never do things so forward-looking, indecisive, isn't the reason why you came back is for her, obviously you just need to tell her, who you are, everything will be solved, you don't want to, I don't understand you."

She ...... Haven't forgiven me yet. Yun Peichen said in a muffled voice.

"By the time you think she's forgiven you, maybe it's too late." The man said, "You have done so much for her, and it is not something unseemly, you have to let her know, otherwise how will she know what you have done." ”

In the end, he also felt that what he said was useless to Yun Peichen, and sighed: "Forget it, you can't listen to you." Remember to pick me up at the airport tomorrow afternoon. ”

"You're going back home?"

The man yawned loudly: "It's not because someone is not there, Miss Li can't find anyone, so she can only harass me every day, which seriously disturbs my private life!" ”

He complained: "If I continue like this, I have to go crazy, I can't afford to provoke me, I can only hide, that's it, good night, Chenchen, uh...... No, good morning. ”

After chatting with this half-man, Yun Peichen's mood seemed to be really better, he didn't delve into what the man said, but walked into the kitchen.

When Mo Qing woke up in a daze, a pale green insulated lunch box was placed on the empty coffee table, and a note of the same color was glued to it, which read-Caring neighbor's love porridge, please be sure to enjoy it slowly, PS: Remember to apply medicine.

The font is beautiful, neat and powerful.

But she would never have thought that with just a few simple words, Yun Peichen had to write a full fifteen sheets before she was finally satisfied.

Mo Qing slept in a daze, although he didn't sleep well, and he woke up in a cold sweat, but fortunately, he recovered a little energy.

She opened the lunch box, and the first layer was four appetizing hawthorn cakes, and the second layer was light red bean barley porridge.

Very sweet indeed.

She picked up a piece of hawthorn cake and tasted it, yes, there was no sign of nausea, and tasted a mouthful of red bean barley porridge, which was very fragrant, she lowered her head and stuffed it twice, and her tears suddenly fell into the porridge like beads with broken threads.

Maybe it's because the porridge is lighter.

There was so much going on these days that her mind and heart couldn't take in so much information, and she couldn't digest it until now.

If it weren't for Yun Peichen, she would probably have to indulge like this again, and I don't know when she would wake up.

For Mo Qingqian, Yun Peichen is like the lonely moon at night, bright and cold, it seems unreachable, but in fact, it has always been with him. This kind of companionship has guarded her a lot, but she can't go on like this, she has always had illusions about him, expecting him to be the person she thinks he is, but she has tested him many times, it is obvious that she is too naïve.

In the afternoon, Yun Peichen was about to go to the airport, and when he opened the door, he saw a lunch box in the corner, and a box of chocolates, on which a sentence was written - hawthorn cake and porridge are delicious, thank you, I don't have anything to return to you, only a box of chocolates, I hope you don't mind.

Yun Peichen looked at the closed door next door and smiled.

Take her time, and one day she will get used to his presence and won't mind who he really is.

——

Mo Qingqian stayed up all night again, but this time she didn't continue to lie on the sofa in a daze, she curled up on the small hanging chair on the balcony with her hands and knees, watching the brightly lit streets become silent and dark, and watching the stars in the sky keep twinkling.

An ordinary scene, but it always reminds her of memories that have been gone for a long time......

The night was very quiet, the wind was very cool, and the stars were very bright, like jewels set in the crown, shining brightly, and like his eyes, bright and clear.

She sat side by side with him on the steps, blowing the cool breeze, counting the stars, and singing her newfound song.

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky and shining brightly, like thousands of small eyes

。 Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars......"

As she sang, she suddenly stopped and looked at his side face, extremely serious.

Puzzled, he turned to her and asked, "Why don't you sing?" That's a good sound. ”

The soft moonlight sprinkled on his face, and a pure yang was imprinted in his eyes.

"Yan Banyue, I think the person who wrote this song must have seen your eyes, otherwise how would he know that his eyes are like stars."

He couldn't help laughing: "Where did you get this crooked reasoning from?" ”

She was right: "Because the eyes are as beautiful as the stars, you are the only one in the world!" ”

He rubbed her head, his eyes gentle: "When you grow up and see more people, you won't feel like that......"

"No," she interrupted, swearing, "even if I had seen all the people in the world, you would still have the best eyes!" ”

He couldn't help her, so he could only rub her head helplessly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Alas, Yan Banyue, why do you call me "Star"? She turned to him and asked.

He looked up at the starry sky, recalled the scene of the first time he saw her, and replied: "Because your appearance is like a star suddenly bursting into the silent dark night sky to me." ”

"Oh...... she put her hands on her head and pouted, "I don't understand." ”

He looked at her, his eyes full of pampering: "As long as the stars know, the stars and the moon are compatible." ”

Mo Qingqian thought that she had forgotten it a long time ago, but those things that were buried by time occupied her mind after he left.

In fact, when I think back carefully about getting along with him, it seems that I have never heard him say "no" or "no" to her.

He always accommodates her, accommodating her without a bottom line, and it is because of this that she only dares to be unscrupulous and wild in front of him, because she knows that no matter what she does, he will not be angry.

Just like when she fights with people and scratches their faces so much that they are about to break their faces, he won't blame her, he will only squat down and smooth her messy hair. He would frown tightly, with a solemn expression on his face, but he was only worried about whether she was hurt.

The only time he blamed her was the night she met the young man with blue eyes and saw such a pair of moving eyes.

He pointed at her, tears glistening in his eyes, and it was such grief. He accused her loudly, saying that she had forgotten the past, that she had forgotten him, and wept blood.

But she knew it wasn't him, he wouldn't accuse her so harshly, it was just a dream, just her imagination.

Mo Qingqian didn't dare to recall the past with him, and every time he thought about it, his heart was unbearable.

She felt strange more than once, at that age when she obviously didn't understand anything, at that age when it was so ridiculous to say that she liked it, how could she make those meaningless promises? How did you believe in those meaningless promises? She obviously has such a bad memory, why did she remember him for so long? Why can't you forget it until now?

Mo Qing stared at the waning moon in the sky for a long time, and said silently in his heart: "Yan Banyue, have you really forgotten me?" ”

In fact, this is also very good, people who often look back on the past can't go far, she hopes that he can go far, go as far as possible, and realize his ambitions in a broader world.

What's more, she doesn't want him to see her like this, she looks so embarrassed, she can't bear to look at it herself, let alone him?

He'll meet his own star, but that star won't be her.

The nights are really long, and although the nights get shorter in the summer, they are still the same.

Later, in order to pass this difficult time, Mo Qingqian folded the stars under Mu Bingfan's recommendation.

That night, she folded a total of five hundred and twenty stars.

When the sky broke at dawn, Mo Qingqian was attracted by the newborn sun in the distance, and the sunrise in summer was like a bamboo, jumping into the sky without giving people a reaction, not as good as winter. The winter sun seems to be frozen by the cold, crawling very slowly little by little, and even the change of color can be seen clearly, and the sun that has just risen into the sky, with a little orange in the red, looks full of vitality in the cold morning.

Perhaps she should be grateful for this illness, which allowed her to see so much beauty without realizing it.

The dazzling morning sun sprinkled on Mo Qing's shallow face, making her face more and more pale. It's just that she didn't like this dazzling light, so she got up and dragged her paralyzed legs, returned to the familiar sofa, turned off the familiar radio, opened the drawer, and took out the familiar medicine bottle, only to find that all the medicine had been eaten.

At this time, Mo Qingqian's energy was really drained at once, and she collapsed on the sofa like a leaky inflatable doll. Rubbing his aching temples, Mo Qingqian finally got up resignedly, cleaned up briefly, put on a mask and went out to the hospital.