The concert did not affect Jiang Yeli, but became his help, making him an affectionate and dedicated good man recognized by the public, and such people are simply a handful in the entertainment industry. As a result, his popularity directly tripled, and he became a popular star, endorsement, film and television, variety shows, performances, all companies threw olive branches to him, his career is in full swing, and his star journey is bright.

These are all things that Mo Qingqian learned on TV. Jiang Yeli was very busy, almost every day, and she only had a little time at night when she could see him and listen to him say good night. Every time she saw his exhausted appearance, she couldn't help but wonder if she had done something wrong. But when she saw that there were more and more people who liked him, and the streets and alleys were covered with his posters, she felt that she was doing the right thing.

She was torn between right and wrong, wandering, counting the days slowly, slowly.

In December, the sun is particularly precious. On a relatively warm day, Mo Qingqian rarely invited Mu Bingfan and Mu Bing'an to go shopping. almost didn't scare Mu Bingfan's jaw off, and he looked at Mo Qingqian like a ghost along the way.

"Can you take your eyes off me?" Mo Qing couldn't bear it.

"No, if I hadn't dragged you before, you would have been stuffy in the house until you got moldy, and you would never have stepped out of the door. How to ...... now? Could it be that aliens have invaded your brain? "Mu Bingfan's addiction to drama has flare up again. However, in public, neither Mo Qingqian nor Mu Bing'an were too lazy to take care of her.

Seeing that neither of them answered her words, Mu Bingfan pursed his lips and muttered, "Sure enough, it's better for me to be at the same table." ”

"When she gets used to your tricks, you see that she will ignore you." Mu Bing'an scolded Mu Bingfan, looking at his expression, he seemed to have eaten a lot of vinegar.

"Who are you going to give a gift to?" Looking at the commercial street in front of him, Mu Bing'an asked Mo Qingqian.

"Jiangye's birthday is almost here, and I want to buy him a special gift." Speaking of leaving the night, the corners of Mo Qingqian's mouth couldn't help but rise, and his whole body exuded a happy atmosphere.

"Hey, look at your shy face." Mu Bingfan was disgusted and envious, "Xiu'en loves to die soon, I don't know." ”

Mu Bingfan was just an ordinary sentence, Mo Qingqian also knew it, but his heart was still suffocated, and the frozen smile was hidden behind the scarf, and no one could see it.

"Besides, I remember that the idol's birthday is on the 24th, and it's only the beginning of the month, so you're too anxious."

When the wind hit, Mo Qingqian tightened his clothes again, and said lightly: "Take precautions." ”

That day, Mo Qing walked around for a whole day, from morning to night, her feet were blistered, and she finally picked out a gift that suited her heart - it was two small dolls that she made by herself, a man and a woman, and the symbolic meaning is self-evident.

When the three of them walked to a convenience store, Mo Qingqian stopped, she looked at the sign of "This store is rented" hanging on the door of the convenience store, and her eyes were endlessly nostalgic.

"What's wrong?" Mu Bing'an glanced at Mo Qingqian suspiciously.

"It's okay," Mo Qing shook his head lightly, "I just thought of some of the past, I spent it here on my eleventh birthday." ”

"Here?" Mu Bingfan exclaimed, his eyes wide open like walnuts in surprise.

Mo Qingqian was taken aback by this exclamation, reached out and closed Mu Bingfan's chin that was about to dislocate, and asked puzzledly, "Why are you so surprised?" ”

"Isn't it amazing?" Mu Bingfan turned to Mu Bing'an, who had a calm face, and immediately turned back, and said stupidly: "Okay, I can already see it." ”

"But shallow, I remember that you were eleven years old, haven't you been taken back to the Mo family? Why is the birthday so ......?"

"Shabby." Mo Qingqian said what Mu Bingfan was embarrassed to say, "But Bingfan, in my eyes, it was the happiest birthday I had in all these years." ”

There are cakes, blessings, gifts, and a bowl of steaming oden, and a smiling lake-blue-eyed boy on the other side.

He held a small cake in his hand, carefully inserted a candle, then lit it, brought it to her, and said eagerly: "There are still fifty-six seconds, Xiao Qingqing hurry up and make a wish." ”

So in his countdown after countdown, she folded her hands and made a reverent wish, and blew out the candle with him at the last second.

He asked her, "What did Xiao Qingqing promise?" ”

She bowed her head and said nothing, not because the wish he said would not work if he said it, but because her wish was difficult to speak to him.

"Let me guess, it won't be that I want to be with him for the rest of my life, never separated, right?" Mu Bingfan chewed hot balls in her mouth, she squeaked and grinned when it was hot.

Mo Qing drank milk and shook his head with a smile: "No." ”

"Do you want him to be safe and happy, and have a smooth life?"

"Well......" After listening to Mu Bing'an's words, Mo Qing pondered for a while, "It's almost, but I was only eleven years old at the time, so I just hope that he can be really happy." ”

"Really happy?" Mu Bing'an didn't understand, but seeing that Mo Qing was looking out the window and didn't want to answer, she didn't ask. She knew that Mo Qingqian must be the same as her, those bits and pieces of getting along, whether sweet or sad, just wanted to collect them for herself.

When Mu Bing'an went to the bathroom, Mo Qingqian asked Mu Bingfan a question: "Is he still unwilling to see you?" ”

Mu Bingfan was sticking a ball with a bamboo stick, and was just about to send it to his mouth, when he heard Mo Qingqian's question. An accidentally ballball fell from a bamboo skewer onto the table and slowly rolled to the ground.

Mu Bingfan bent down and picked up the balls on the ground, threw them into the trash, and when he looked up again, his eyes were filled with tears: "He sold the house, and I don't know where he is now, I'm real...... I can't find him. ”

The grievances and sadness that had been suppressed for too long, with Mo Qingqian's questioning, were like a dam that had finally opened the floodgates, gushing down. Mu Bingfan, who had been smiling and pretending to be fine, finally took off the mask of his smiling face, revealing his almost broken heart.

She really couldn't hold on.

"Shallow, is the promise really that cheap?"

How to answer this question? What answer does this heartbroken person in front of him want? Do you want to give up? Or do you want to stay the course?

"Are you trying to give up?"

"Not really!" Mu Bingfan didn't even think about retorting directly, "I'm just...... I just feel so tired. ”

"When you're tired, take a break." Mo Qingqian held Mu Bingfan's hand and looked into her eyes, as if he saw her heart filled with mist, which was exactly the same as her former self.

She persuaded Mu Bingfan word by word extremely seriously: "Everyone will be tired, this is really nothing, and it is also normal in the relationship." Life is very tiring, but you will not give up life because of this, like a person is very tired, is it because of this tiredness to give up? ”

"I don't want to give up, shallow, I've been waiting for him for so many years, and it's not easy to wait for him, how can I be willing to ......" Mu Bingfan grabbed Mo Qingqian's hand, tears filled with tears, and there was reluctance and sorrow in his words, "However, I really can't see any hope." She hung her head, covered her eyes with her hands, and whimpered: "We have been separated for so many years, maybe he has long forgotten me, he doesn't remember what he once said to me, maybe...... He didn't like me at all, it was just my own doing. ”

These words came out of Mu Bingfan's mouth, but they deeply pierced Mo Qingqian's heart, how could she not live in such doubts, how painful and difficult it was, she understood.

She pulled Mu Bingfan's hand off and gently wiped the tears on her face with a tissue. This is the second time Mo Qingqian has seen Mu Bingfan so heartbroken and embarrassed, all because of the same person.

"Bingfan, have you asked him?"

"What...... What? Mu Bingfan sobbed.

"Did you ask him if he liked you or not?"

Mu Bingfan bit his lip and shook his head, and his tears began to act recklessly, wetting the tissue.

"Since he doesn't, how do you know he doesn't like you?" Mo Qingqian said, "You are not him, so except for him himself telling you that he doesn't like you, no one can convince you to believe that 'he doesn't like you', even if it's yourself." The scariest thing in this world is speculation. ”

But later, Mo Qingqian found out that he was wrong, the most terrible thing in the world is not speculation, but self-deception. knew the truth early in the morning, but forcibly persuaded himself not to believe it, forcibly buried his heart, and finally was bruised and heartbroken, but he was just to blame.

This year's snow seems to have come later than usual, it's December, but there is still no sign of it. But the wind was still bone-chilling. Walking on the empty road, Mo Qingqian wrapped his clothes tightly.

Probably because Yeli's birthday is approaching, the team is preparing for the meeting on his birthday, and the itinerary of Yeli is much less than before, and there is more time to accompany Mo Qingqian.

Mo Qingqian's previous puppet had not been colored, and she originally wanted to take the night away directly, but thinking about his current identity still dispelled this idea.

I have to say that Jiang Yeli protected Mo Qingqian very well, everyone knew that he had a fiancée, but they just didn't know who she was. Mo Qingqian had asked Jiang Yeli why he was leaving before, but Jiang Yeli grinned and only said that it was a secret. Later, it was Xu Yiqing who told Mo Qingqian that she was protected so well, in addition to being careful to keep the night away from her, their public relations were even more indispensable.

Mo Qingqian retrieved the doll, returned home, and sneezed loudly. I guess I have a cold, and when he comes back, I guess I'll have to talk about her again. Mo Qingqian muttered in her heart, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

But Mo Qingqian waited all night, but still didn't wait for the figure of leaving the night. Xu was holding him back, but why didn't he talk to her? I guess it's too late, but is it really so urgent that I can't send a message?

In this way, Mo Qingqian opened his eyes and survived the night in the self-questioning and self-answering of question explanations and question explanations.

The uneasiness in my heart spread rapidly.