Love complex as a demon, ask that I am doing part-time job

The huge pressure seemed to crush Qin Qing's body, and that feeling was quickly relieved by the scorching temperature around her lips. In a drowsy state, she seemed to be able to hear someone calling by her ears, sister, sister...

what sister?
She has no home, no other siblings, who is she?
The feeling of suffocation on the verge of death made her memory confused, many things were forgotten, and many things were remembered.

As if trapped in the endless seabed, a huge vortex swept through her mind, and Qin Qing actually saw a grand light blooming in a trance.

In a luxurious palace, layers of veils flutter with the wind, and the room is filled with the fragrance of flowers. Qin Qing seems to be in a dream. Looking at the outside world, the sun seems to be close at hand, but she doesn't feel any heat. All over the eyes, delicate and beautiful blooms sway with the wind.

Hearing the sound, the young man in exquisite costume raised his head and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Sister, look at the flowers I picked for you, do you like them?"

The boy was holding all kinds of beautiful and blooming flowers, all of which she didn't know, but she knew the boy.

Words, words and ink?
Mo, Mo Yan?

It was the young man sitting in the main hall of Fengdu, but he had a completely different expression on his face. The romantic and free-spirited young man, with a cheerful smile, stood facing her opponent among the flowers, with the same eyebrows and eyes, but endless. Sadness, the same corner of the mouth, but no cold smile.

He seemed to be a boy Qin Qing had never seen before, but he was so familiar.

"Come to make trouble in my garden again, my babies will suffer..."

Qin Qing obviously didn't open her mouth, but her voice still poured out. The voice was different from hers, with mature laziness and overbearing superiority.

A pair of white wrists rested on the outside, and he moved his fingers casually, and the garden returned to its original appearance. The flowers held by the young man disappeared and returned to the original planting position again.

The young man hummed angrily, turned his head and seemed to think of something, tapped his toes on the petals, and flew into the layers of veils, wanting to jump into Qin Qing's arms.

"Sister, I'll accompany you tomorrow, don't be lazy in the gazebo every day, or you will be accused again."

Because the young man attacked, Qin Qing frantically tried to catch him. She waved her white fingertips again, and the young man was enveloped in golden light.

The boy was not angry even if he didn't fall into his arms. He lay lazily beside him, looked at Qin Qing with watery eyes, and said coquettishly, "Sister, I'll accompany you tomorrow..."

Is this Mo Yan?
It is such a familiar face, but it has a completely different temperament.

Qin Qing once also wondered why she couldn't help crying when they first met, as if his back was filled with infinite loneliness, and that kind of loneliness was accumulated over thousands of years of regrets, disappointments, and misses.

But the young man now is bright, with a bright smile, casually throwing off his fine clothes, lying beside him, unscrupulous and suave.

"Accompany me? Do you want to go down and play? No! You'd better be obedient!"

With a slightly dissatisfied tone, the young man angrily began to talk about all kinds of benefits that brought him, what he can do, how.

Qin Qing tried her best to reach out her hand to touch the young man, but everything was broken like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water...

The bright sunshine dissipated, and Qin Qing fell into the endless darkness again. She gradually regained her memory, and a voice calling her came from her ear, "Qin Qing, wake up, Qin Qing, are you alright?"

Trying to open her eyes, Qin Qing found that she was still on the surface of the sea, half leaning on Yan Mo's lap at this time, and the wet feeling under her body seemed to be on a rock somewhere.

The feeling of being crushed in the chest has gradually disappeared, but Qin Qing is still a little scared, turning over and looking at the night sky, and Yan Mo's still handsome and bewitching face, there is no smile, and the eyes are full of sadness, It's like a calm deep sea trying to swallow people up.

Qin Qing raised her hand slightly, her movements were slow, and there was still a faint pain when it touched her ribs.

The white fingertips brushed the corners of Yan Mo's thin lips, why didn't he smile anymore?

In that grand and brilliant dream, he was obviously smiling so happily, why is there only sadness in the corners of his brows and eyes now, who are you sad for?

Yan Mo lowered his head and looked at Qin Qing. He didn't move, but there was an undercurrent in his eyes. Qin Qing looked at her with crystal clear tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Why are you crying? Does it still hurt?"

Panicked, Yan Mo hugged Qin Qing into his arms, wanted to examine carefully, but felt afraid to move, so he could only ask over and over again: "Where does it hurt?"

Seeing him frowning nervously, Qin Qing pressed the center of his brows with her fingertips and leaned on his shoulder, not daring to meet those eyes again.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay..."

He said he was fine, but Yan Mo felt cold tears falling on his collar. Qin Qing was still crying, but even she didn't know why she was crying.

Maybe she misses the wanton boy in her dream too much, that face like the scorching sun should have a cynical smile, and she should get all the best things in the world, but now Mo Yan still looks like a boy, but he stays in forever. In the sunless underworld, there is only unresolved melancholy in her eyes.

The silent crying, teardrops, Yanmo dare not move...

The moonlight fell on the reef, and the two hugged each other tightly, standing on the sea like a shark in a fairy tale.

"I, want to see how you become Mo Yan."

The aggrieved Qin Qing huddled into a ball and hid in Yan Mo's arms, and made a small willful request.

His body shape changed slightly, the black robe was spread on the reef, and the long hem was soaked in sea water, even if he became a boy, his eyes were still full of melancholy.

Qin Qing sighed slightly, but it was still different.

It's just different, even if it's the same face, he also lost that flamboyant eyes and smile.

"Don't cry, it's not pretty."

After holding back for a long time, he only said this sentence, but Qin Qing turned back and hugged the boy into her arms.

"I won't cry anymore, when the recording is over, I will study hard every day, and my sister will protect you in the future!"

After leaving a word, Qin Qing suddenly jumped off the reef, jumped into the sea, and went swimming happily.

The boy who seemed to be abandoned was still sitting blankly on the rock, the sadness in his eyes was taken away by the great surprise.

"elder sister……"

Could it be, did you remember it?
The excited young man jumped into the water, his complicated robe seemed a bit cumbersome, he resumed Yan Mo's appearance, and caught up with Qin Qing.

When Yan Mo grabbed Qin Qing again, the moment she turned her head was still those cunning shining eyes, but he froze.

"Take me to play around the bottom of the sea again, it's almost time to go back, let's go."

Holding hands again, Yan Mo took Qin Qing to swim on the bottom of the sea, looking at all kinds of wonderful scenery, but the surprise in his eyes was extinguished, but there was still a faint smile on his lips.

The foreshadowing is here!
Time to use your imagination...