Xia Qing, who had recovered her memory, didn't make too many moves. She had been waiting for thousands of years and looking forward to it for thousands of years. At the moment when her memory came back to life, she suddenly became confused. She didn't know what the search for these thousands of years was, and every time
What does it matter if Mo Yitian is the first person in the world to find her?
Relatives? Friends? Or is it that she has been looking for solace for so many years? She has not answered calls or messages for so many days, just because she has been thinking about this issue.
Sometimes Xia Qing also wonders, could it be that the feeling she has now is almost akin to being close to home? But she feels really confused, and she really doesn't want to care about this worldly thing. She even doesn't want to update the novel in her hand anymore.
She didn't know how to write the ending of this novel. According to the development time of the novel, the heroine and the hero should be together naturally. After all, the search for so many years was for the hero.
But at first she said it was because of love, but in the end, she couldn't tell whether it was because of love or something else. In her current opinion, it was more because of that obsession.
The second male lead is more like real love. Is great and selfless love destined to not be reciprocated? But a person's heart can only hold one person.
"Qingqing, what are you thinking about?" Xia's mother feels that her daughter has become much more stable recently, but she always feels that something is strange, like a kind of confusion surrounding her.
"Mom, you're here." Xia Qing sat on the bedside and readjusted to a comfortable position. She patted the seat next to her and motioned for her mother to sit next to her.
"Baby, mommy always thinks you are confused. Look, your eyebrows are almost knitted together."
Xia Qing's mother pushed Xia Qing's brows away and sat next to her on the bed. Xia Qing rested her head on her shoulder and sighed.
Sure enough, she still couldn't hide it herself. It worried her. Maybe she could try asking her mother. Bystanders should know better.
Xia's mother didn't speak. She knew that Xia Qing would speak when it was time to talk. He wouldn't ask if she didn't say anything. After all, children should have privacy when they are older. After all, she is not a very good guide when it comes to emotional matters, right?
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"Mom, do you believe in past and present lives? It's the person you have been chasing for several lives, but the moment you really see him, you suddenly feel confused and don't know whether you still love him or not."
"Now that I've found it, why are I confused? Does it feel strange?"
Xia's mother did not answer Xia Qing's question, but directly asked the question back. Since they have been in love for so long, shouldn't they be looking forward to seeing each other?
"But why did I feel so strange the moment I saw him? Suddenly my inner thoughts were shaken, as if there was a barrier, like a dream."
Xia's mother thought it was her first love as a child and didn't think about it. It turned out that her daughter already had someone she liked when she was a child. No wonder she never fell in love. She seemed to be infatuated.
"Perhaps it has been too long since we have seen each other. When you miss someone, you will feel that he is good everywhere. But when this miss accumulates more and more as time goes by, when you see him
All his emotions exploded at that moment."
Xia's mother said as she glanced at Xia Qing on her shoulder, gently touched her hair and continued: "You didn't feel that you were suffering while you were waiting, but when you saw him, those of you
Hidden emotions will burst out. The resentment you have been waiting for, your perseverance, and your unknown heartache and pain can only fully explode when you see the person you love most. It’s not that your feelings have deteriorated, understand.
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While talking about her daughter, Xia's mother seemed to see herself, that cruel person who never came back after so many years. At the beginning, she was just willful and said angry words, but she never looked back.
Xia Qing did not speak, and both of them fell silent. They did not continue to talk because of this topic. Xia Qing's mother knew that Xia Qing had someone in her heart, but this man was not Mo Yitian. Such a good young man was pitiful, but
Whoever ends up with whomever is destined to be together, fate cannot be forced.
The night gradually opened, and Xia Qing was the only one left in the room at this time. She spent the entire afternoon recalling every detail between them, as if she had been in a dream.
I have traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and everything I pass by is him. I have walked through the long dark night, and the stars and rivers in the sky are all him. Ah Ling, how did you say you came here these years? I have been looking for you for so many years, and you are also there in the scenery of the boiler. I see
The stars in my life also have you, even the wind that blows is as warm as you, but all of them are not you.
After so many years of time, Xia Qing is no longer the obsessive person that Feng Zhui was back then. She now has a mother, friends, her own books, and fans that she doesn’t always have all day long. These are all
It's worth her motivation to live well.
Now I am not willing to search for one person life after life. I have forgotten all these years and remember it again. Recalling the original things is like a dream. I wake up from a big dream, but I still have to wait for so many years.
One result is not.
What if Ah Ling had already forgotten him? What should he do then? The way he saw him that day, this should be the result. Should he continue? Let’s talk about everything first after seeing Nalan Lingyu.
After thinking about it for a long time, Xia Qing finally figured out that what she needed now was to face it bravely. Little did she know that the person who couldn't get through to her phone was already going crazy with anxiety and had already arrived downstairs at their house.
"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door. Xia's mother, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, got up and opened the door. What she saw was a handsome face, which was now full of anxiety.
"Auntie, what's wrong with Qingqing? Why don't you answer the phone or reply to messages?"
"Come in and let's talk. He's in the house. Why don't you go in and see her?" Xia's mother pointed to Xia Qing's room and sighed. She didn't know what her daughter had gone through, but her intuition told her that what was in front of her was
This man should be able to help his daughter.
"Okay." Mo Yitian didn't know why. He had been feeling very panicked in the past few days, as if something was about to happen. Xia Qing didn't answer calls or text messages. Could it be that something happened to her?
"Qingqing, can I come in?" Mo Yitian stood at the door hesitantly. He would not go in without permission.
After a long period of time, when Mo Yitian thought Xia Qing was asleep and was about to leave quietly, a voice came from inside.
"Ahem, cough, cough, come in." The hoarse voice sounded like he had cried, which made Mo Yitian's heart tighten again.
He opened the door and saw Xia Qing sitting on the balcony leaning against the wall, looking quietly outside. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, making her already good-looking profile look deep and charming.
"You're here, sit down wherever you want." Xia Qing didn't look back at him, because she knew that this man must have a worried look on his face. After so many years, he was still as stubborn as before, and he really hadn't changed at all.
Mo Yitian didn't answer. He had a lot of things to ask in his heart, but he didn't know which one to ask. However, he didn't look hurt, but what happened?
After a long time, the afterglow of the sun gradually disappeared, and night fell quietly. Xia Qing moved her stiff buttocks and suddenly felt a little better.
She turned from the balcony and looked at Mo Yitian with a smile and said, "Aren't you here to see me? Why haven't you spoken? I thought you were asleep."
Mo Yitian watched her move her mouth, but still didn't speak, but her eyes were full of questions. It wasn't that he didn't want to ask, but he just didn't know how to ask. He could talk endlessly when facing others, but as long as he met her
He will become like a shy big boy.
"You want to ask me what's wrong, Mo Yitian?" Xia Qing tilted her head and the smile on her lips gradually widened, and tears fell from her eyes as she smiled.
She said: "Mo Yitian, I'm back."
She said: "Mo Yitian, why are you still like this? You haven't changed at all."
She said: "Mo Yitian, do you know what you look like now?"
She said: "Mo Yitian, why are you so stupid?"
She also said: "Mo Yitian, he is back too, did you know?"
Mo Yitian's slightly frowning brow was now twisted into a knot. He originally hoped that she would remember the original thing, but later he found that Xia Qing was really happy when she couldn't remember the past.
But now, when he saw her tilted smile, there was originally a slight misunderstanding. Now after listening to what she said, he completely understood that Xia Qing had recovered her memory, and not only had her memory been restored, that person had also been reborn.
Yes, they also met.
So... have they reconciled? When he thought of this, his heart ached a little. He finally came back...
"Are you okay?" He looked at her smiling, but Mo Yitian always felt that she was not happy, especially since there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, as if she would turn into bubbles and disappear soon.
"Why are you asking me like that?" Xi Ai'an suddenly stopped laughing, looked at Mo Yitian seriously, turned around and asked again: "What's wrong with you?"
"I said here." He pointed to her chest, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and continued to look at her.
"I don't know if I'm good or not. Do you think I'm good?" At this time, Xia Qing didn't know what she was talking about. She knew that she shouldn't be like this, but she couldn't control her emotions.
It suddenly appeared like a scourge and was surging.
"Qingqing, calm down." Mo Yitian looked at Xia Qing who suddenly lost control and held her in his arms, gently stroking her hair with his broad palm.
"Okay, okay, it's okay. Everything will pass. Those who were unwilling to accept it in the past can just treat it as if it doesn't exist."
Mo Yitian's melodious and deep voice, like a cello, seemed to be infused with magic power. Xia Qing fell asleep in his arms. Mo Yitian listened to the breathing of the person in his arms gradually calming down, and gently held her breath.
She picked him up and put him on the bed.
"Good boy, you've worked hard and have a good sleep." (To be continued)