"Xiangxiang, stop." Yi Yanfeng chased Mo Zixiang until he came out of the white dream. Seeing that she kept walking forward with no intention of stopping, he had no choice but to stop her.
Mo Zixiang stopped, but did not look back.
"Xiangxiang, there are some things you have to face."
"What are you talking about? Don't you like me?" Mo Zixiang's face turned cold, and there were pale tears on her creamy face. Her brown curly hair was draped over her shoulders, adding a bit of coldness to her.
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Yi Yanfeng's mouth was blocked and she didn't know what to say. "If you think so, that's fine. I don't like you."
Mo Zixiang turned around suddenly and looked at him closely, tears welling up in his eyes again. "Is it necessary to be so direct?"
"This is not the first day you have met me."
"That's right. You have always been like this. You never lie or lie for someone... Even when I was seriously ill and hospitalized and my life was in danger, you never said you liked me... In the eyes of others,
We are so close, in their eyes, Mo Zixiang has always been the only woman in Yi Yanfeng's eyes..."
"you……"
"You have pity on me, right? We grew up together, what do you think of me? Every time I see the distress and guilt in your eyes, I feel that my heart aches so much. You are the only one to me.
Have you done this?" Mo Zixiang said with tears streaming down his face, choking, and his breathing gradually became faster. "I have tried hard for so long, but I still can't get into your heart? Why? Why? The door in your heart is closed.
It's so tight, I tried my best, I kept trying, trying to push it away, but it still wouldn't move... Why, haven't I done enough?"
Yi Yanfeng felt a pain in her heart. She sighed. In her mind, a blue figure slowly appeared.
Her eyes, as clear as a pool of pure water, kept attracting him.
Blue... crossbow sound...
"sorry."
Mo Zixiang's breathing became more and more rapid, and her chest was so tight that it became increasingly difficult for her to breathe.
"I don't want... I don't want to hear you say sorry... As long as the place in your heart is still empty, I will keep working hard and I will have a chance. Right?"
Yi Yanfeng was silent for a while. "Yes."
Mo Zixiang's eyes lit up and he looked at Yi Yanfeng.
"But the place in my heart is no longer empty." Yi Yanfeng finished speaking calmly.
Mo Zixiang's mind was like a bomb exploding... He looked at Yi Yanfeng in disbelief. "You... what did you say?"
"I said the place in my heart is no longer empty."
"Who is she?!" Mo Zixiang yelled hysterically, subconsciously unable to accept that there was another woman in his heart, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.