That lonely silhouette made Qian Qianqian feel a familiar feeling of distress in her heart.
"This photo..."
She handed the photo sandwiched between the music scores to Qin Moyu. When Qin Moyu saw the photo, he looked a little nervous and a little shy.
Quickly grabbing the photo, she blushed and said, "Why did I put this photo here?"
While speaking, she carefully put the photo into the book, the redness on her face not fading.
Seeing her nervous and blushing look, Qian Qianqian couldn't help but joked: "My childhood sweetheart?"
Who would have thought that when Qian Qianqian asked this question, Qin Moyu's face turned even redder, and he looked at Qian Qianqian with a bit of tenderness and said:
"Don't make fun of me. This was secretly taken when I was a child and I went to Jing's house with my father. You can't tell anyone."
When Qin Moyu mentioned Shi Jing, Qian Qianqian's expression changed slightly.
His eyes turned to the photo that had been tucked into the book by Qin Moyu again, and his heart suddenly sank.
"So, that photo is... a snapshot of your childhood?"
No wonder, that photo made her feel distressed inexplicably. It was such a familiar distress. It turned out that the lonely silhouette was Shi Jing.
"yes."
Qin Moyu didn't intend to avoid anything. He treated Qian Qianqian like a best friend who talked about everything, and continued:
"Actually... I fell in love with him the first time I went to his house when I was a child, and I vowed not to marry him unless I grow up..."
Speaking of this, she paused, looked at Qian Qianqian with a somewhat cramped gaze, and whispered:
"Qianqian, tell me, am I not ashamed?"
"How could that be? It's not a shame to like someone."
Qian Qianqian shook his head and couldn't help but think to himself:
Doesn't she also like Shi Jing? There is no shame in liking someone. What is shameful is that she overestimates her abilities and likes a great god who is completely different from herself.
It's not shameful for Moyu to like him, because they are the same kind of people, but she is not.
"It seems so."
Qin Moyu nodded and spoke seemingly in agreement, but the next second, she sighed in distress, "But, I still don't know if Jing likes me in her heart? I always think that she has always been
It’s just wishful thinking on my part.”
Her words sounded like she was distressed, and also seemed to be deliberately meant for Qian Qianqian to listen to.
Qian Qianqian was stunned by what she said. After pondering for a while, she spoke hesitantly:
"Moyu, I've already asked about the time mirror."
When she said this, she paused for a moment, as if she was considering how to say it in a way that would make her feel better.
"What? You really asked?"
Compared to her, Qin Moyu was not much more relaxed, and was even more nervous than Qian Qianqian. If Shi Jing confessed to her while Qian Qianqian was asking him, then all her efforts would have been in vain.
She approached Qian Qianqian again and again. She didn't really intend to make friends with this poor girl, let alone make Qian Qianqian's wedding clothes.
But when Qian Qianqian nodded affirmatively to her, she whispered: "He admitted that he has a girl he likes, but..."
"Just what?"
Qin Moyu's voice deepened unknowingly, and there was still a little nervousness in his eyes.