Mo Qingqian was cooking in the kitchen, leaning against the door and looking at her motionlessly.

Mo Qingqian's heart was very confused, and she didn't respond until the dishes were paste, and she still reminded her to leave the night, so she hurriedly turned off the gas stove.

Jiang Yeli walked over and hugged her tightly from behind, but didn't say anything. After a long time, Mo Qingqian felt that her legs were numb, leaned Ye Licai against her ear, and said softly: "Xiao Qingqing, I have a very strange idea. He paused, his voice trembling slightly, "I wish time passed more slowly, so that I could stay with you for a longer time." On the other hand, I hope that time will pass sooner, so that I can marry you sooner, and we can have a family sooner. ”

Mo Qingqian lowered her head and didn't say a word, her heart was like being stabbed by a needle, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak, only tears poured down.

Jiang Yeli felt Mo Qing's shallow convulsive body, grabbed her shoulder, reached out to wipe her endless tears, and said to her uneasily and expectantly: "Xiao Qingqing, you give me a home, a place that is enough for me to breathe, a place that can block all the wind and rain in the world, and a ...... There's a place for you. ”

Mo Qing looked at him with tears in her eyes, he was obviously in front of her, but she couldn't see anything, and reached out to touch his cheek, which was wet.

That night, Mo Qingqian kept crying, she covered herself in the quilt, biting her arm tightly, not allowing herself to make a sound. When I woke up in the morning, my eyes were so swollen that I could barely open them, my mouth was full of blood, and there was a bloody tooth mark on my arm.

Since the day he came back, he has been shouting to give her a home, but now he said: "Xiao Qingqing, you give me a home."

Mo Qingqian knew that he was afraid, afraid that she would leave him, but she was also afraid. She said that she would never take the initiative to leave him, not even if she died, but if she really had little time, did she really want to drag him into the underworld with her? That's selfish, isn't it?

But she really doesn't want to, she doesn't want to hurt him openly in the name of being good for him like in those bloody TV series, isn't that a kind of selfishness?

Let all the good memories between the two become unbearable, let him remember the past with you, and let him wonder uncontrollably, did he never see you clearly? Is it fair to him? Without his knowledge, he gave him a verdict, and the content was only three words - for your good. Isn't it ridiculous?

And how do you know what's really for his good? All this is just your own imagination, maybe his real intention is to spend the last time with you?

Mo Qingqian didn't know, probably this was just a statement that she wanted to cover up her selfishness.

When I woke up, it was still dark, and it was gloomy outside the window, and it seemed like it was going to rain.

There was no movement in the next room, and I thought that the night had not yet risen.

Mo Qing tiptoed downstairs and applied a hot towel to his eyes in the bathroom, and it took about twenty or thirty minutes to feel better. After cooking, he was just about to call Jiang Yeli, but when he turned around, he found that he was already standing behind him, with a pair of eyes smiling like a crescent moon.

Jiang Yeli stepped forward and hugged her, and whispered softly: "Good morning, Xiao Qingqing." ”

Mo Qing smiled lightly and hugged him back: "Good morning." ”

It's just that after good morning, neither of them could bear to let go, and hugged quietly for ten minutes, Mo Qingqian patted Jiang Yeli's back, and said lightly: "It's time to eat." "The night is gone.

She and he sat on either side, smiling at each other silently, except for the tinkling of raindrops outside the window.

Isn't this the life she once longed for the most? Simple, plain life with him.

After eating, the rain had stopped, and the two came to the supermarket. Pushing Yeli to the shopping cart, Mo Qing held his arm shallowly, it was the scene she dreamed of, but it always felt a little unrealistic.

In the afternoon, the rain began to fall again. With the sound of the dripping rain, they nestled in the sofa and watched Mo Qingqian's movie - "Lost and Returned". It tells the story of the heroine who finds out that her life is short and pushes the male protagonist away.

The movie is not long, only an hour, but Mo Qingqian feels as if a century has passed.

After watching the movie, the two were silent. After a long time, Mo Qingqian finally spoke: "Jiangye, if you are the male protagonist, will you agree with the female protagonist's approach?" She waited for Jiang Yeli's answer, and her heart was extremely nervous, because his answer was actually a sentence for her, and whether she could be selfishly by his side.

Jiang Yeli shook his head, and his tone was firm: "I won't agree to this approach, isn't it too unfair to me?" Why does she think it's for my good to push me away? Why can't she accompany her on her last journey of life? Why do you have to leave regrets? ”

The answer is already there.

Looking at his indignant appearance, Mo Qingqian's tears suddenly welled up, startling Yeli: "What...... What's wrong? Did what I said make Xiao Qingqing sad? ”

Mo Qing smiled lightly and shook his head at him: "You are right, why do you have to leave regrets?" ”

Jiang Yeli didn't understand what she meant, so he just wiped her tears blankly.

"I won't let you go." Mo Qingqian said suddenly. So, you must not let me go, okay? The unfinished words were the slightest concern in her heart.

Jiang Yeli smiled and tugged Mo Qing's shallow cheek: "Okay, Xiao Qingqing must not let go, otherwise, I will leave with others and will never come back." He joked.

"Don't worry, I will, I won't let go, I won't in this life, so you're going to die of this heart!" Mo Qing flicked the forehead of the night away, but there was a slight bitterness in his heart.

When she said that, her eyes shone with indescribable joy and other things that she couldn't understand and didn't want to understand.

That night, Mo Qingqian made up her mind that she was going to officially invite him into her life.

Early the next morning, Mo Qingqian pulled the night away.

His eyes were sleepy, and his voice was low and hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Where is Xiao Qingqing taking me?" ”

Mo Qingqian winked at him, and said mysteriously: "I have customized a private tour route for you, do you want to go?" ”

When the night left the news, he instantly opened his hazy sleepy eyes, immediately rolled out of bed, didn't even wear shoes, ran downstairs directly, brushed his teeth and washed his face, all in one go. When Mo Qingqian came back to his senses, he was already dressed neatly, took her hand and said excitedly: "Let's go, Xiao Qingqing's tour guide." ”

Mo Qingqian first took him to a wonton shop to eat a bowl of wontons. The proprietress was so happy to see him, she kept pulling him around, and implicitly asked him when he would get married.

This question is really difficult to answer, but he didn't hesitate at all, looked at her with smiling eyes and said, "As long as Xiao Qingqing is willing, you can do it at any time." ”

This answer made the proprietress very happy, and she said that she had found the right person.

Mo Qing thought so.

After eating the ravioli, she took the night to the cake shop again.

Jiang Wanqing was very surprised when she saw Jiang Yeli, and hurriedly pulled Mo Qingqian aside, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this that young man?" Okay? ”

Mo Qingqian patted her hand, signaled her to be restless, and then took the night away, and Zhao Min also came out.

Seeing the surprise that Zhao Min and Jiang Wanqing were in the same way, Mo Qingqian couldn't help laughing. The book says that if two people get along for a long time, their appearance and behavior will be similar, and it seems that it is true.

"Boss, Aunt Wanqing, this is the night away, my ...... Fiance. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the smile on his face deepened after Ye Li's surprise. Jiang Wanqing was even more surprised, and dragged Mo Qingqian aside again, forcing her to ask her what was going on?

Mo Qingqian had no choice but to explain the cause and effect to her in detail.

Jiang Wanqing sighed heavily when she heard this: "Really, why didn't you tell me earlier, I thought you broke with him, and I was just about to call you and make an appointment with Ziyu to meet you, this time is estimated that he is coming soon." ”

As soon as Jiang Wanqing's words fell, Mo Qingqian heard a wind chime ring, and subconsciously looked at it, and saw the familiar black.

Until I heard Jiang Wanqing shouting: "Ziyu." ”

Mo Qing suddenly realized.

Sub-metaphor ...... I see.

Yan Ziyu was also stunned when she saw Mo Qingqian, and returned to normal in less than half a second, and said lightly: "What a coincidence." ”

Before Mo Qingqian could answer, Jiang Yeli had already spoken: "It's a coincidence!" ”

"He's a bit like your boss." Jiang Wanqing smiled. Seeing that Mo Qingqian didn't quite understand, she explained again, "The vinegar is strong." ”

Mo Qingqian looked at Jiang Yeli in front of Yan Ziyu, showing the black bracelet all the time, his expression was indescribably proud, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I thought he didn't like you when I saw you so sad before, but now it seems that he has long regarded you as a private item." Jiang Wanqing patted Mo Qingqian's hand, "You, you finally have a good home." ”

yes, a good place to belong.

Mo Qingqian was making biscuits in the kitchen, preparing to take Jiang Ye to leave to see the dean's grandmother. Jiang Yeli originally wanted to be with her, but he was dragged by Jiang Wanqing, and he saw that the situation was the same as interrogating the prisoner. Mo Qingqian was a little worried about him, but he smiled at him and signaled her not to be nervous.

After a while, Mo Qingqian glanced through the window a few times, and found that except for Yan Ziyu's cold face, the atmosphere was still quite harmonious.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he did know how to please people, and of course it was thanks to his father.

Mo Qingqian made a small cake while making cookies, thinking that it was a belated surprise.

When she walked over, Jiang Wanqing pulled Zhao Min and Yan Ziyu away very discerningly.

Jiang Yeli saw the small cake in Mo Qingqian's hand, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is this for me?" ”

"Of course, how about I make my own chocolate cake?" Mo Qingqian waited expectantly for his answer.

Jiang Yeli tasted it, his eyes widened in surprise, and he praised Mo Qingqian, and then dug a few big spoonfuls in a row, and ate them all.

"Xiao Qingqing, let's open a cake shop in the future, with your skills, the business is definitely hot."

Mo Qingqian stretched out his hand and wiped the cake stains on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I'm the boss, how about you be the boss?" ”

She was just joking, but she nodded without hesitation and smiled like a fool.

When leaving, Jiang Wanqing stopped Mo Qingqian: "Qianqian, this little night is still very good, at least better than my nephew who has a cold face every day!" ”

Mo Qingqian seriously doubted this sentence, she said it to the indifferent Yan Ziyu next to her.

"I wish you all a long life! By the way, when you get married, you must invite me to a wedding drink, and you have to ......"

Before Jiang Wan's words were finished, he was taken into Zhao Min's arms: "How old is Qianqian now, drinking wine or something, it's still far away!" ”

Mo Qingqian originally thought that Zhao Min was an understanding person, but he said again: "But don't forget to invite me on that day, and give you Aunt Jiang a big red envelope!" ”

Sure enough, there is no obscenity in spoiling his wife!

If only they could do the same.

"What's our next attraction?" Xiao Qingqing's tour guide. He leaned Yeli against the wall and looked at her with a smile.

How much hope you have, a lifetime will stop at this moment.

Mo Qingqian also responded to him with a smile: "Take you to see the place where I used to live." ”