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125 Hollow Despair

Thinking he would go back directly, he took her to a Western restaurant.

While she was carefully cutting the steak on the plate, Mu Qingqing felt very depressed and irritable, and even her eyebrows could not help but frown.

Opposite me, Cheng Moyan was eating steak elegantly. He looked up at her from time to time. Seeing her frowning and looking irritable, he suddenly remembered the emptiness in her eyes and the sadness on her face that he saw in the car, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

tight.

Why does she have those eyes and expressions? Is it because she is lonely? Has she been bullied? However, she has friends, a job, and relatives. She is not someone who will feel lonely easily. Based on his understanding of her, she also

He is not a person who would show sadness on his face after being bullied.

Could it be...

Thinking of something, Cheng Moyan's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Looking up, he saw that she was still struggling with the steak. He suppressed the pain in his heart and raised his eyebrows in an interesting way, "The Mu family was also a member of the e-city. How come you, a Miss Mu family, don't seem to have ever eaten steak?"

His voice brought her irritable and empty thoughts back a little. After hearing his words, she finally stopped cutting steak, raised her head, and smiled at him reluctantly, "I really rarely eat steak because I don't want to bother with cutting steak." As she said,

Fork a piece of steak into your mouth.

Cheng Moyan raised his eyebrows again, and without saying a word, he pulled her steak in front of him and pushed his plate over.

Mu Qingqing was startled and looked up at him, only to see him cutting the steak quietly and gracefully with his eyebrows lowered.

The emptiness in her heart was filled a little by a warmth, and her irritability also disappeared. Her eyes became hot and she suddenly wanted to cry.

Seeing her red eyes, Cheng Moyan's heart sank, he pursed his lips and said nothing.



The sound of rushing water in the bathroom mixed with the patter of rain outside. Mu Qingqing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark night sky outside, and the emptiness in her heart became more and more intense.

She has never been a pessimistic person, but her thoughts at that moment in the afternoon made her seem to be stuck in it and unable to get out. She even felt that her life was meaningless and that living was meaningless.

When the door opened, she didn't look back, still looking outside.

Her waist tightened, and there was warmth coming from her back. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and leaned against his chest.

Looking at the shadows of the two people reflected on the glass, her empty expression and pale face, Cheng Moyan's heart ached. Burying his head in her neck, he took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "What are you thinking about?"

Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, her eyes empty, "Thinking about life."

Cheng Moyan's heart tightened again, and he was afraid for no reason. He held her hand tighter, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing at all."

As soon as she finished speaking, the hand on her waist tightened again, as if to pull her into his body. Pain came from her neck. She frowned and caught a glimpse of him raising his head and meeting her eyes.

Looking into his eyes as deep as the sea, she seemed to see a hint of distress there. She was shocked, blinked, and looked again, but only saw two small selves in them, which were extremely clear, even her empty

The expression is also clearly visible in it.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Her jaw tightened, and she was forced to raise her head to look at him again, but she saw him lightly parting his thin lips and saying softly, "Don't think blindly, you still have me, Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, and the Yi family." He said.

After a pause, one hand slowly slid down and touched her lower abdomen. The corners of his lips raised slightly, "Maybe there is a child here."

Mu Qingqing was laughing at herself. Is he hers? Is Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen hers? Is the Yi family hers? No, neither! But what he said next made her startled. Suddenly she remembered that she had been in love

The fallen child's body slowly stiffened, but her eyes gradually turned red.

She suddenly broke away from his arms and looked at him from a distance, tears streaming down her face.


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