Jing Xin blew out a few candles, leaving only one on the table, and went down to rest.
The silent room suddenly became much darker.
Qu Tan'er ran out of bed with her bare feet, made sure that the doors and windows were closed securely, climbed back up, and lifted up the quilt. She stared sadly at the curtains on the top of the bed, completely sleepless. She couldn't help but look up.
With her little brain, she began to study this bed, inside and out, up and down. She touched it every time.
Over the past few days, she had touched it dozens of times.
Every night before going to bed, I wish I could wake up and go back to modern times.
Not noticing anything strange anymore, she climbed into bed again.
Lying with his eyes blank, his eyes only fell on the place at the head of the bed where there was no strange jade. Do you really need that thing to go back? But where is it?! Why doesn't it appear?
"Bed, bed, why are you incomplete? Tell me, where are the things?" Qu Tan'er stomped on the bed with her little feet angrily, making a banging sound, "I want to leave, leave! Ahhhh...
...I want to see my father and mother, and I want my relatives! I don’t want to be here, don’t want... wuwu..."
Qu Tan'er buried her face under the quilt, sobbing, not letting her cries spread outside.
Every time late at night, lying on this bed, Qu Tan'er couldn't help but want to go back.
In the same way, I will also think of my loved ones who love me, and then I will think of the unaccompanied life here, and how can I not feel sad in my heart?
Two years...
She had been in this poor place for two years, and she really missed them.
What should I do if I can't go back in this life? What's the difference between living together and saying goodbye?
No, this is even more cruel!...
I don't know if I feel a little tired from crying.
The person also fell asleep.
In her sleep, Qu Tan'er felt that she was lying in a very warm embrace, just like her mother's embrace when she was a child, and she gently patted her back to coax herself to sleep. It was really warm, warm, and could smell...
Feel the faint fragrance, the familiar and reassuring taste...
Mo Liancheng allowed the person in his arms to burrow his little head into his arms from time to time. The little face that was originally tangled and stained with tears had been wiped clean by his chest, as well as the slightly satisfied smile that aroused in his sleep.
Did she have a good dream? Or, she didn't know that he was lying next to her at all. What would her expression be like if she woke up suddenly?
Suddenly, he felt a little hopeful.
However, after leaving the center of the mirror, he had always been in the snow courtyard. A mere door was naturally not a problem for him. But he did not expect that he would bump into the other side of her while hiding in the dark. And it was that kind of very
An expression of sad emotion.
A bed? What is the connection? Is she thinking about her relatives in Qu Mansion? It doesn't look like.
Dad? Mom? Who is he?
Mom? Is it mama? Wet nurse? It should be a title... Mo Liancheng wasn't sure.
The pastimes she talked about at the flower viewing banquet, QQ, DJ, what kind of car? They were all unfamiliar things, what were those? The foreign language that popped up on the archery range... Isn't she the real Qu Tan'er? No,
Mo Liancheng has already thoroughly investigated this point. He even went to check it out personally. After many witnesses and physical evidence, it was definitely Qu Jianglin's daughter...
Suddenly, he noticed the stiffness of the body in his arms.
He couldn't help but slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, and asked lightly: "Are you awake?"