With the soothing and calm music, the mood relaxed a lot, and Mo Qingqian casually took a book from the shelf, as if it was a novel. Very strange novel, pure white pages, except for the black font printed with "Xun Fan", nothing else, no author's name, no publisher.

Mo Qingqian is different from Mu Bingfan, she doesn't like to read novels, no matter what genre it is. She doesn't like to tug at her nerves and affect her mood for other people's life experiences.

Why open this book?

Because of the sentence written by the author in the first article at the beginning - I love you, even if it is a moth to the fire and kills itself, I will not hesitate to do it, and I will not regret it until death.

Mo Qingqian suddenly wanted to see what kind of person he was, what kind of person would make him write such a sentence, what kind of person could make him desperate, even if it was a moth to the fire and kill himself, he would not hesitate to die without regrets.

So she opened the book. The story is about - in rural life, the boy and the girl depend on each other for their lives, and have special feelings for each other, and then for some unavoidable reasons, the two are forced to separate and wait together.

But the strange thing is that the book is not over, the author left a lot of blank pages, and the first part of the blank page has a sentence - our story is not over yet, I will wait for you to come back and write the rest of the chapters with me.

The story is simple, heartwarming, and sad. Mo Qingqian is a little empathetic, she also made an appointment with a person to accompany her for a lifetime when she was young and ignorant, but he left, and she also waited with an ethereal hope, and then what? She gave up. Alone in this cold world, he has met a hope he never thought he would meet, he greedily sucked a few years of warm sunshine by his side, and now, returning him to the sky to shine.

But Mo Qingqian couldn't stop wondering, desperate for himself, moths to the fire, such an immeasurable behavior, is it really worth it?

Mu Bing'an knew that Mo Qingqian would be habitually in a daze, so he only took a glass of milk and put it next to her, looked out the window with the coffee in his hand, and didn't say anything.

"You say, is it really worth it to love someone desperately?" Mo Qingqian withdrew from the book and stared straight at Mu Bing'an beside him with a pair of eyes.

Mu Bing'an lowered his head and stirred the coffee in his hand, and was silent for a long time before saying: "This is like a moth to a fire, killing itself, for light, for heat, there is nothing worthless." ”

Her parables are the same as in the book.

"So what about you? You also want moths to fight the fire and bring about your own destruction, right? ”

"What...... What do you mean? Mu Bing'an glanced at Mo Qingqian in surprise, holding the cup tightly with both hands, obviously nervous.

"You like Yan Ze, right?"

Mu Bing'an's smile froze, and instead of denying it, he asked, "How do you know?" ”

"I didn't fall asleep that day."

Mu Bing'an lowered her head, Mo Qing couldn't see her expression clearly, but she heard her voice, solemn and abnormal: "Yes, I like him." She looked up, and there was a light in her eyes that had never been seen in those calm eyes.

Mo Qingqian couldn't bear to wipe out the light in her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and told her such a cruel reality.

"Bing'an, you know Yan Ze's identity, it's too difficult to be with him, and he told me that the only thing he will like in his life is the person arranged for him by the family, I don't want you to be sad."

If there is no ending, then don't start, won't it be so sad?

Mu Bing'an held Mo Qingqian's hand and smiled warmly: "Qianqian, liking doesn't have to have a response, he doesn't even need to know that I like him, he just needs to accept it without burden, it's okay for me to be good to him, he doesn't need to give me the same good, liking him is just my own business." That's what you told me, I, just like you. ”

Mo Qing was speechless.

At that time, she really thought that liking him was just her thing, but later she realized that she was thinking too simply. Liking a person, especially someone like him, is never about more than one or two people, but about two families, and it is the interests of two families.

Tell her? Let her give up before she has made an effort? Reason told her to want, and emotion told her not to, just like two villains fighting in her mind, but in the end, emotion prevailed over reason.

If you haven't worked hard, persevered, and just gave up, anyone will be unwilling, right? What's more, she herself is such a person, she can't give up herself, how can she be asked to give up?

I like that word, it's always so tormenting.

Mo Qing held Mu Bingfan's hand in a shallow manner, and his tone was firm: "I support your choice, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side." ”

She couldn't stop her from liking Yan Ze, so she could only be by her side when she needed to, which was the only thing she could do.

Perhaps, it is not as bad as she thinks, and perhaps, she will end better than her.

"Thank you!" Mu Bing'an had a happy and satisfied smile on his face, just like a child who finally got candy, so satisfied.

Mo Qingqian really hopes that she can get her wish, she is such a good girl, her life should be smooth and happy.

"When did you add a bookshelf here?" Mo Qing glanced at the bookshelf in the corner and asked.

"Oh, this one, it's been a long time, it should have been three or four weeks."

"This book?"

"It's all that Nizi, and she likes to make these things when she says good things to share with everyone. By the way, there's also a wall of wishes, do you want to check it out? ”

Mo Qing nodded lightly, and followed Mu Bing'an over to take a look, it was really a wish wall, covered with colorful sticky notes, and as far as the eye could see, except for the top, there was no empty space in other places.

She read the wishes on the sticky notes one by one:

— I hope that next year, every year, on this day, he will be by my side as he is now.

- I hope that the people I care about will stay away from misfortune and live happily ever after.

— Today is the 365th day of our breakup, I miss him.

— I hope she can find someone who is better than me, who loves her more than me, and takes good care of this little fool who once belonged to me, I hope she can live well, just don't let me know.

— Tomorrow, I'm getting married, not waiting for you......

- Today is the twenty-first day of Dad's departure, I hope he can be well in heaven, don't worry Mom, I have grown up and become a man who stands up to the sky, I will always protect Mom instead of him!

— I thought I was missing just one person, but later I realized that I was missing the whole life that belongs to you.

- Later, I realized that people who hide the past in their hearts don't seem to be able to open the future.

- You've come so far, how can I stay where I am?

- Three years have passed, but I still hope that we will see each other again, even if it is just a passing shoulder. But, I really can't trap myself in your memories anymore, Li Henian, it's not hard to say goodbye, right?

- I wish you a happy ending with the girl you like, I wish you a great future, and I wish me to achieve my dreams. We all have to be good, looking forward to our next meeting, and we can say, "Long time no see." ”—2021.10.8

— I'm still waiting for you, you said you'd be back, I trust you, just don't keep me waiting too long, I'll be unhappy.

Mo Qingqian stared at this note for a long time, and always felt that something was strange, and this handwriting seemed a little familiar.

Where have you seen it? I couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's kind of interesting." Mo Qing smiled lightly.

"Well, would you like to write one too?" Mu Bing'an handed her a pen and a sticky note.

"Okay." Mo Qing took it with a light smile, and then thought about what to write.

In the end, I wrote only one sentence - my sun, may you be well.

But instead of sticking the sticky notes to the wall, she carefully put them in her pocket.

Mu Bing'an didn't say anything when he saw it, but smiled lightly at Mo Qing: "By the way, there are more interesting things here." ”

Mo Qing stared at her and motioned for her to continue.

"Do you see that pennant?" Mo Qingqian looked at the place where Bing'an pointed, and sure enough, he saw a pennant with the words "Save the Great Benefactor of Happiness".

I can see that she is a black line at one end. After listening to Mu Bing'an's story, she understood the cause and effect.

It turned out that one day, a girl came here by chance, and by chance she saw the note left by her ex-boyfriend, and knew that he still had her in his heart, so he found her ex-boyfriend that day, and the two finally solved the misunderstanding and were happily together again.

Last week, the two got their certificates, and the girl felt that all this was because of this café, if there was no café, she might have really missed true love, and there would be no happiness now, so she specially made a pennant and sent it over.

"I think it's their own fate that is not finished." Mo Qing smiled lightly.

"I think too, but she is still very proud, and she feels that she has the potential to be a matchmaker." Mu Bing'an also smiled.

Mo Qing looked at Mu Bingfan, who was busy at the counter, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. She always seemed to be so happy and at ease, and she had never seen her sad and sad in all the time she had known her for so long. She is like a carefree little child, with her, all her worries will be gone, and she always has a way to make people happy.

But when she asked her why she was so happy all the time, she said, "I've never been happy, except for that person, there is nothing worth me being happy about, and nothing is worth touching my nerves." Her tone was so sad and her expression was so lonely.

At that moment, Mo Qingqian realized that their pistachios were not as happy as she looked, and her heart had a lot of bitterness and a lot of hurts, but she had been hiding it well, and no one found out.

She didn't ask her who that person was. She thought that person should be a secret of her life, a once that she couldn't mention.