Looking at Xia Qing lying on the bed, Mo Yitian felt that he felt so peaceful. Her beautiful profile, thick curled eyelashes, and every part of her were very familiar to him, but she was missing everything.
belong to myself.
"Qingqing, what do I need to do for you to fall in love with me? What else can I do..." A sigh came from Mo Yitian's mouth, and Xia Qing, who was sleeping, frowned subconsciously, as if she had met so many people.
Bad things.
This is the first time Mo Yitian has used divine power in so long. Originally, he wanted to feel the same reincarnation as her, and experience what she has experienced, so that they can always be in the same state, but who knows
, there are some things that you can’t escape by not listening or seeing.
A strong light flashed out in the dim room, and then disappeared. The person on the bed seemed to be unable to feel it, and his breathing was steady.
A man's face suddenly appeared in the room. Although he no longer looked independent with long hair, he looked more capable with short hair.
Mo Yitian's ink-like eyes were fixed on the person on the screen. At this moment, he finally understood why Xia Qing was so sad. That person was really back.
"Qingqing, what do you want me to do? How can I be willing to let you go?"
When Mo Yitian saw her reaction, he already had a bad premonition in his heart. He still came back. Will everything go back to the way it was before? After all, he has waited so many years and made a mistake.
After all, it is your best interest, otherwise why would you be so embarrassed in the future when you think about it?
That's all, I'd better stay with you from a distance. How can I bear to put you in trouble? Seeing you unhappy makes me feel more uncomfortable than anyone else.
Mo Yitian waved his hand, and the scene in the sky disappeared. He watched Xia Xiang kiss her forehead gently, looked at him deeply, then stood up and left.
It's not that he doesn't have courage, it's just that he knows that no matter how hard he tries, he can't surpass that person. In this case, he might as well see her happy. Isn't that what loving someone means?
When you laugh, I feel like the flowers are blooming. When you cry, I feel like the whole world is raining. I love you and wish you well.
When Xia Qing woke up the next morning, she saw a note left next to her pillow, which read:
Breaking up is the norm in the world, and you and I are no exception. I'm gone, don't think about it.
When she saw his note, her whole body was trembling. Xia Qing knew that Mo Yitian had never made her feel sorry for herself in all these years. She owed him so much, and this time it was like this again. What was the end of this relationship?
How can it be repaid.
Since then, Mo Yitian has completely disappeared from Xia Qing's life as if he had never appeared before. Xia Qing's life has returned to what it was like in the distance. Her novels continue to be updated, and she writes novels with black and white reversed.
Occasionally I would go out to help Xia's mother buy groceries, and my life would be peaceful.
Two months later.
The car from before appeared again downstairs of Xia Qing's house. This time the man didn't get out of the car. He sat in the car and looked directly at the room with the curtains drawn. He knew that the girl was inside.
Recently, he has been dreaming more and more frequently. He can keep dreaming about being with a woman all night long. Until yesterday, his dream suddenly became different. The woman was wearing a red wedding dress and standing among the flowers on the other side, crying.
Said: "Ah Ling, I have almost forgotten you, why don't you come back?"
He suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart hurt as if he had been pricked by a needle, no! He absolutely could not allow her to forget him. With only one thought in his mind, he drove downstairs and rushed directly to her downstairs.
.
He didn't know why he subconsciously thought it was her, so he sat in the car in a daze, but his aching heart kept reminding him how incredible all of this was.
They must be somehow involved. Otherwise, why would it be so wonderful? Could she be a very important person in his life?
Nalan Ling was shocked by the thoughts that suddenly appeared at this time. How could such a cold person think like this? The more he had such thoughts, the stronger the feeling became. He wished he could see her now.
Xia Qing, who stayed in her room typing words, had been very irritable recently. After her memory recovered, she would no longer have those intermittent dreams. Her current inspiration came entirely from those memories at the time, but the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. How could she wait?
Waiting alone for so many years is completely inconsistent with today's view of love.
The more she read through the readers' messages, the angrier she became. She didn't know whether she was angry with herself or the man who didn't look for her even though he had already appeared, or why he still forgot about her after he finally came back.
"Author, why didn't the heroine rush up to hug him the moment she saw the hero?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Why do you want the male protagonist to forget the female protagonist!!! It seems like it is easy to reunite, how can it be like this!!!! Crying!!!"
"Author, my second male partner is so miserable, I want to send you a razor blade!!!"
"I feel sorry for the heroine..."
"How could my second male lead be so miserable! The female lead is just a lump!"
Xia Qing was dazzled by the various comments in the comment area. She also wanted to know why the male protagonist would forget the female protagonist. It has been so long. She must be a female protagonist because of this. How could the male protagonist forget?
What about yourself?
"Nalan Lingyu, you are such a big fool! If you have the ability, remember me!" Really unable to write any more, Xia Qing stood up with a big head in a chicken coop and drew the curtains, ready to release her sexual desire.
mood.
"Wow~" The sunlight poured directly from the window. Seeing such sunshine made Xia Qing's irritable heart feel much better for a moment. She stretched out and was somewhat satisfied with such a good sun.
Xia Qing sometimes wonders why she is such an easily satisfied person. She feels very happy when she sees a beautiful little flower. She also feels good when she sees the blue sky and white clouds. She has been shrouded in darkness for a long time and sees such good sunshine.
I feel very satisfied. Why can such a small and simple thing make me happy, but why is love so difficult?
"It's rare to have such a good vision, let's do some stretching exercises." The activist is so nimble. She turned on her mobile phone and played the elementary school students' radio gymnastics. The eagle took off and danced quite happily.
Nalan Ling, who couldn't stand her inner thoughts, got out of the car excitedly and was about to go upstairs to find out. As soon as she got off the station, she saw the curtains upstairs opened. The woman standing by the window was wearing pink pajamas, messy.
His hair was tied back casually, as if he was thinking about something, and then he began to twist, and the posture was indescribably weird.
What was this woman doing? Nalan Ling was a little curious. He casually took out the mobile phone in his pocket and pointed it at the window to take pictures. Not to mention, the mobile phone was quite easy to use.
Just as Nalan Ling was watching with great interest, the phone he was holding suddenly rang. He was so frightened that he almost dropped the phone. When he looked back, he saw that the call was about the company.
"Say, you'd better have something important to do now, otherwise you'll go on a three-month business trip to South Africa tomorrow!" Nalan Ling's tone was particularly bad, which scared the person on the other end of the phone, but she recovered instantly with her excellent professionalism.
come over.
Nalan Ling, who was already frowning, looked even more angry when she heard this. She hurriedly got in the car and left. Before leaving, she reluctantly glanced at the lovely woman in the window.
A certain woman who was having fun upstairs didn't realize that she had been installed in her mobile phone. She danced and danced some moves that she couldn't remember, and she also adapted them. After the dance, she felt much better.
"Wow! My whole body feels much better! It feels so good! I still feel the same way I danced when I was a kid." After dancing, Xia Qing felt relaxed all over, and all those unhappy things were gone.
"Gululu??? I'm actually hungry, let's have breakfast!" She opened the door quietly and looked out at the quiet living room. She was wondering what happened to her mother. Did she not get up today?
Looking up at the clock in the living room, it was only half past five. Xia Qing gently closed the door of her room and thought: Is it getting light so early now? No wonder she felt the air was so fresh after opening the window.
I got up so early today anyway, so why not cook something delicious? My old mother has worked hard for me for a long time, so I have to love life anyway.
Xia Qing, who got up early, thought so, but Xia Qing, who couldn't get up, stopped thinking about loving life.
"Phew~ It's finally done, I'm so awesome!"
Looking at the breakfast on the small table, except for the fact that the eggs were a little burnt, the rest looked pretty much the same. She nodded with satisfaction and looked at her masterpiece, silently scoring a hundred points in her heart.
At this time, Xia's mother also got up from bed. She was a little lonely eating breakfast, but as she gets older, she has to eat on time, so that she can stay young forever.
As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the fragrance of porridge. Just as she was wondering what was going on, she saw Xia Qing sitting obediently in front of the table with her head tilted.
"Morning, mom, come over and have breakfast!"
Xia Qing made a gesture of invitation with her hands, as if she was saying: Look, look, I'm so great, praise me!
As expected, she knew her daughter, Mo Ruomu, and Xia's mother showed an exaggerated expression to save face: "Wow! My precious daughter is a snail girl. She is so virtuous and can surprise people. She looks very delicious!"
"Hahahahahaha, right, I think so too, go wash your hands and eat!"
"okay!"
This was the happiest morning for mother and daughter in so many years. The two of them were chatting and laughing while eating breakfast. After breakfast, Xia Qing even washed the dishes and chopsticks for the first time.
Xia's mother was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at her busy figure in the kitchen. They had worked hard for so many years. A childhood without a father should be a regret in her eyes.
The two of them can never form a complete family, can they? Alas,,,(To be continued)