Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 136

Walking side by side with Xiaoqi, Mo Xuan held the outside in her hands, the wind was not strong, it was very light, and it felt cool on her face.

"You are really stubborn." Xiaoqi said suddenly, with a hint of jealousy, a hint of helplessness, and a hint of sigh.

There was a wry smile on Mo Xuan's lips, "It's better to say that I don't know what to do." Pretending to be calm and breezy, her voice was flat and flat.

"Indeed." Xiao Qi shrank, stretched out her arms to hug herself, "No wonder Ji Yan said you were stupid."

stupid?Mo Xuan laughed at herself. Actually, he is the one who is stupid, right?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiaoqi suddenly said in a low voice, "I have found a formal job. I will go to work in two days."

"Really? Then congratulations."

Xiaoqi glanced at her with meaningful eyes, "During this time, I'll take care of Ji Yan. You, it's better to accompany that person. After all, Ji Yan is fine."

Understanding what she meant, Mo Xuan suddenly felt that this autumn was very cold, cold to the bone marrow.Looking at the building in front of her, she felt empty in her heart, as if there was a huge black hole that couldn't be filled.

"It's okay." She said in a low voice.

Xiaoqi glanced at her and said nothing.


When she reached the door of the ward, Mo Xuan stopped suddenly.

Xiaoqi turned around and looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." She handed the things in her hand to Xiaoqi, "You can take it in. I'm going to the bathroom. My stomach hurts."

"Well. Be careful then. I'll pour you a cup of hot water later." Xiaoqi instructed.

Seeing Xiaoqi walk into the ward, she clutched her stomach and rushed to the bathroom.


In the apartment, Xi Cheng was lying on the table writing a letter, his forehead was slightly swollen, and his slender fingers stroked the corners of his eyes, when the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.It was Mo Xuan's message, "What do you want for dinner?"

He never sends messages, and has always called directly, which is simple, convenient and fast.He looked at the message with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. No wonder Qin's mother said that she always started thinking about what to have for dinner right after lunch.

He lowered his head, and the broken hair on his forehead fell down, covering his eyes.Holding the mobile phone, he sent a message word by word, "You cook." It was the first message he had ever sent.

The phone was silent for a long time.He frowned, put down the pen in his hand, and the phone rang again. "I miss you."

With those four simple words, he felt his heart sink suddenly, as if he had suddenly lost something.


Frowning, he dialed Mo Xuan's number, and the phone was answered just as he thought twice.

"Hello." A low voice came into his ears through the handset of the phone.

"Are you crying?" He asked cautiously.

On the other side of the phone, she wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with her hands, "No." The tears fell quietly.

"What's wrong?" His voice has become a little hurried, a little flustered.

"It's okay." She held back her tears, "I just want to tell you, Jiyan woke up." She didn't dare to say, but she suddenly became afraid, afraid that one day he would suddenly disappear and find that she had nothing up.

There was a little silence over there, and then a soft, warm voice came, "Is he okay?"

"Well. He's fine. I'm just telling you, nothing else."

Xicheng stood up and looked at the sky outside the window. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, "How about I go see you now?"

Mo Xuan shook her head, only to realize that he couldn't see at all, "No need. Really."


After hanging up the phone, Xicheng stood at the window, looking at the scenery outside, his heart became more and more uneasy, and he was no longer in the mood to write, so he simply put away the pen and paper on the table and put them in the drawer for safekeeping.

Walking into the studio next door, it is full of paints and paintings, each of which is Mo Xuan.Quiet, smiling, sad.

I want to remember your appearance. If there is an afterlife, I want to find you and make up for all the harm I have done to you.In this life, I'm afraid it won't be possible, right?Always as steadfast as him, he began to deceive himself into thinking that there was an afterlife.

He walked over and sat down in front of the canvas, which was the latest painting. Mo Xuan stood in the middle of a field of lavender, smiling quietly, with faintly glowing wings behind her.

Looking at this painting, he only felt a bit of pain in his eyes and a big emptiness in his heart.

How many years has it been since I picked up a paintbrush?For Gu's sake, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to Gu's, and never drew another picture.But in such a situation, under the watchful eye of death, he picked up the paintbrush again.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the painting slowly, his fingers trembling a little. In fact, I was reluctant to leave.If I die during the operation, please forget me.Then keep smiling like this, happy.


When Mo Xuan came back with her things, Xi Cheng was in the garden in front of the gate, looking so lonely.

"Why are you standing alone in the garden? Where's Ming Jue?" Xi Cheng stepped forward to take the things in Mo Xuan's hands, and her voice was heard in a moderate tone.

He chuckled, his eyes half-closed, and a nice smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "He's gone to meet a friend. I'll just walk around." He couldn't say, but he was actually waiting for her. Uneasy, up and down.During these two hours, he didn't stop thinking about whether she would not come back.Sudden fear, a feeling I have never felt before, it turns out that I am so afraid of losing her.

Mo Xuan followed behind him and said with a smile, "I went to buy a lot of vegetables, and I will eat them all tonight." She looked heartless.

"Okay." He replied dotingly, turned his face, and touched her nose with his nose, "I'll eat as much as you cook."

Mo Xuan smiled lightly, but the muscles on her face seemed to be stiff because of the laughter. When she came back, she asked the doctor what he should and should not eat.When taking a taxi to the market, she took a small notepad and wrote down everything the doctor said just now.In that small book, many pages of precautions have been recorded.


She stood on tiptoe and kissed Xicheng's cheek, "The dishes I cook are delicious. You are so lucky."

Xicheng looked at her, and the smile on his lips became stronger, "Yes. I think so too."

She became elated, took the dishes and went to the kitchen to look around, Xicheng followed, she put on her apron and pushed him away, "Wait in the living room. Don't take my job." There was a hint of coquettishness.

Xicheng didn't say anything else, and lowered his head to kiss her delicate lips.

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Today's third update. . .

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