Soon, Yuan Xiaoying found a big freshman grass to be a boyfriend, and everyone knew about it.

Some people are envious, jealous and hateful, and some people say bad things sourly, not optimistic about their relationship, and some people say that Yuan Xiaoying is a grassroots counterattack, and the flying swans in the past are now actually climbing the grass.

But no matter what others say, Yuan Xiaoying only goes her own way, which Qingqing taught her.

In fact, she was with this tied grass, not because of her appearance and family background, but because she saw the right eye, and the other party really hurt her to the bone, and she was even willing to squat down and tie her shoes in public.

There is no inequality in the balance of love.

Qingqing is right, the heart is a very strange thing.

Sometimes you think it's dead completely.

But it's really tenacious, and it doesn't take long for it to come back from the dead!

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The bright red color continued to penetrate into the fingers, and soon it spread to the ground, Xia Qing raised her hand, and a huge black gap could be faintly seen between her fingers.

And that hole appeared in the chest of the person she loved the most!

Si Muqing stood in front of her, even if he was seriously injured, his knees were not bent at all, and his back was straight.

Sweating profusely, her handsome face with extreme sorrow, just staring at her like that!

It was as if the eyes had penetrated time and space.

"Qing, how can you ...... like this" Xia Qing felt a cramping pain in her chest, and she stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Si Muqing, but her hand penetrated his body.

He was like a real person, and she was like a wandering spirit that didn't exist in this world!

She wanted to cover his bleeding chest with her hand, but she couldn't reach it, and he seemed to see her, but there was not the slightest shadow of her in his pupils.

Xia Qing was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and in her sleep, she spontaneously hugged her knees and curled up into a shrimp, and finally woke up in pain, opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the ceiling blankly.

It turned out to be a dream, but this dream was too real, so real that it made her heart palpitate.

Xia Qing shook her head, it must be Si Muqing's recent frequent missions, and each mission takes a long time and a short interval, which makes her think about it day and dream at night.

She has developed more and more into an excellent wife, and when Si Muqing is away, she will never use superfluous information to disturb him and distract him.

But today, when I woke up from the dream, my chest still seemed to be cracked.

I touched the warmth of the past, but today there is only a cold bed left, and the barrenness and emptiness in my heart are even worse.

Xia Qing was still a little pretentious, took out her mobile phone, and sent a text message to Si Muqing.

Originally, he thought that it would be so late in the middle of the night, he would have slept a long time ago, and he would not be able to reply until tomorrow morning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she closed her eyes, there was a text message prompt sound of "Ding Dong", she immediately opened her eyes, the bed was too big, and she turned over to get the phone.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Si Muqing's reproachful tone, Xia Qing seemed to see him standing in front of her, her deep eyes were undisguised distressed, the corners of her mouth rose, and her heart was slightly relieved.

In the dark, the reflection of the mobile phone reflected the happy little face with a smile, "What about you?" ”

A few words of his can instantly fill the emptiness in his heart, it is such a panacea!

Qing: "I'm thinking about you." ”

The corners of Xia Qing's mouth were almost grinning behind her ears, "Me too." ”

Qing: "I wish I could spell, I will come to you immediately, hug you, and kiss you......"