Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 225

Is it?Gu Xicheng's eyes dimmed, and then the corners of his lips curled up quietly, with a light smile, Mo Xuan was a little dazed looking at his beautiful face under the sun. "Is it the number you left for Ming Jue?"

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that she already understood what Xicheng was going to say, she nodded and bit her lip.He didn't speak, just looked at Xicheng's gentle eyebrows and the clear smile on his lips.

"Then have you ever used this number?" Seeing Mo Xuan's nervous appearance, Xi Cheng felt relieved. His Mo Xuan, it turns out, did not give up on him.When he was heartbroken for the phone that he couldn't get through, she was also heartbroken for the cell phone that refused to ring.

Looking at Mo Xuan at this moment, she is closely watching the appearance of the mobile phone, the exquisite box on the sofa to hold the mobile phone, and the other pink ice cream mobile phone that was once all the rage among girls.Xicheng felt that she no longer needed her answer, so he put the phone into his trouser pocket, raised his lips slightly, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Mo Xuan lazily, his warm breath hit her earlobe, "Go back to the room and drink the porridge. If you don't drink it, it will be cold." A warm, doting voice.

"Hey, I obviously didn't turn off the phone." The woman in the arms was unwilling, complaining, with the appearance of a little girl.The long curly hair hangs over her shoulders, which should be charming curly hair, but it only makes her look more like a delicate doll.The eyes are big, clear and not stained with dust, and even the look of complaining makes him feel good.

Xicheng chuckled, and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Drink the porridge first. Be good." The sun shone from behind him, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in light, or, as if from the last Generally speaking, people who come from far away.

After a daze, Mo Xuan put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest.She suddenly felt that such a scene was so far away that it was unreal. For so long, she had never hoped that there would be a day when they would meet each other.Such an embrace is too unreal. She is afraid that everything will disappear in the next second. When she opens her eyes again, when she wakes up, she is lying on the bed alone again. When she opens her eyes, it is the ordinary and noisy city A. the main street.

"Xicheng..." She opened her mouth and called his name softly.Low, muffled.

Xicheng was slightly stunned, and took a little more strength to hold Mo Xuan's hand.He was not afraid of all of this, and when he opened his eyes again, he realized that everything was just a dream. house room.

Pursing his lips, he lowered his head slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Yes. I am here." A simple answer, I am here, just these two words are enough to make people feel at ease.It turns out that if every time I call the name that I want to call in my heart, I can get a sentence, I am here, it will be a great satisfaction.

"Why are you still looking for me?" She burrowed into his arms, which seemed to be her usual action.In the past, every time she fell asleep, she was used to burrowing into her arms, as if she needed warmth.Small hands resting on his waist, face pressed against his chest, and occasionally frowning in his dream.It turned out that that was happiness, but he didn't realize it belatedly.

He walked into the room and wanted to put her on the bed. For a moment, he felt a little reluctant to let go of the woman in his arms. He hugged Mo Xuan tightly, and when he raised his head, he could see the quiet and green trees outside the window. The sunshine in early summer, if you close your eyes, you can smell the fragrance of the sun, like a woman in your arms.clean and warm.No dust. "Because you said, you will always wait for me." He pursed his razor-like lips with a gentle voice.Even as Nangong Jiyan said, he still wanted to see her, and he couldn't let her go.

He bent down, put Mo Xuan on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull up the thin quilt to cover her up, Xicheng kissed her on the forehead, gently and carefully, as if not to disturb her.When she turned around and picked up the bowl that was placed on the bedside table, Mo Xuan's low voice suddenly came from behind her, very low, but it still fell into her ears accurately. "But you lied to me."

Such a low voice pierced Gu Xicheng's heart like a sharp knife.The pain was severe, and the hand holding the bowl was almost unsteady, did it hurt her?The corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and a trace of grief and guilt flashed in his eyes.

When she turned around again, what caught her eyes was Mo Xuan's almost fragile face.Like the most beautiful flowers, because of their beauty, people feel more vulnerable and cherished.Sitting beside her, Mo Xuan didn't say anything anymore, she sat up quietly, lowered her head, and pulled the quilt towards herself with her slender fingers, then turned her face, showing a faint smile towards Xicheng , reaching out to take the bowl in his hand.

"I'll feed you." Xicheng's voice sank and was slightly hoarse. He scooped up the porridge with a spoon and put it on his lips to test the temperature before handing it to Mo Xuan's lips. His movements were careful and gentle, watching her open He opened his mouth and drank it slowly, before he said, "Wait until the porridge is finished. Let me explain to you slowly, okay?"

Mo Xuan was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Yes. Good." Her voice was not high, but she looked at Xicheng with trusting eyes, and Xicheng suddenly felt pain in her heart, because of the trust in her eyes .That small delicate face was infinitely magnified in his eyes, it was too big to fit.He lowered his eyes, quietly scooped up the porridge, and watched her eat it mouthful.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the room was so quiet that Mo Xuan even felt that she could hear the sound of the wind passing through the hall.At this time, silence is better than sound, and she suddenly remembered this sentence.That's it, right?Looking sideways, you can see yourself smiling brightly in the photo frame. How long ago was that smile?In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.Time is really as they say, like a fleeting moment, fleeting.

The main color of the bedroom is milky white, the bed is placed near the window, and there is a protruding window sill, which is not as high as the bed, enough for a person to sit on.There is a little stuffed bear she likes on it, and it looks like she wants to touch it.There seem to be many of these teddy bears in the house, and quite a few are placed on the bed.Thinking of the lavender in the back, she felt as if she could smell the fragrance of lavender when she closed her eyes.

Not long after a meal, when the porridge in the bowl bottomed out, Xicheng looked at her beautiful lips, then bent down slightly, kissed her lips gently, and licked them carefully, Then just raised his head and looked at Mo Xuan with a smile in his eyes, "It's delicious."

I don't know if he was talking about porridge or something else, Mo Xuan turned her face away awkwardly, seeing her like this, the smile in Xi Cheng's eyes grew stronger, then she stood up, "Lie down well, Don't run around." Taking out the phone from his pocket, he turned and walked out with the bowl in his hand.

Seeing his figure disappear before her eyes, Mo Xuan grabbed the cell phone he left on the bedside table, dialed the cell phone number she was using now, and it didn't stop.The doubts in his eyes deepened.She suddenly remembered what Gu Xicheng asked herself just now, is that so?While thinking in his heart, Xicheng had already walked in with a glass of water, seeing her like this, he didn't say anything, just chuckled, "Take your medicine first."

"Is there a lot of medicine?" Mo Xuan was stunned, and pulled the quilt a little higher to cover herself, but glanced at the bag in his hand, it seemed that there was a lot of medicine.Although she is not afraid of taking medicine, but because she is afraid of suffering, she always puts the medicine deep in her throat one by one, and then swallows it with her head up and water.Therefore, if there are many medicines, it is always a cumbersome project to take one by one.

Seeing her like this, Xicheng curled the corners of his mouth, "There are a lot. But there is no way, a good child is a good child who takes medicine when sick." Holding the medicine in one hand and the cup in the other, he bent down and dropped a water-like smear on her forehead. Kiss, quiet, cool.

Mo Xuan frowned, pouted slightly, and finally took the medicine from his hand, and swallowed it slowly one by one.She looked like a child, she had to drink a sip of water without taking a pill, Xicheng looked at her, and the smile on her lips grew stronger. If she had replaced the medicine he took in the hospital with her It looks like this to eat, I am afraid it will take an hour to eat.

After she finished taking the medicine, he lowered his head and rubbed his nose against hers, "So good." Then he straightened up and sat up, supporting Mo Xuan's him, letting her lean on his lap. "Hey. Did you remember Mingjue's number wrong?" Mo Xuan turned her head, put her arms around Xicheng's waist, raised her head slightly, her eyes were bright. "Such an oolong thing can be done obviously?" A look of dissatisfaction.

Xi Cheng just smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch her wrinkled nose, "Tell me, if Ming Jue misremembered, what are you going to do?"

"Me, I want to learn from Nezha, pull his tendons, and peel his skin." She smiled slightly, with a smug look, and her eyes were full of sly looks.She looks more at ease like this.Those appearances that look clear and cold are actually pity.

"Fortunately, Mingjue remembered correctly. Otherwise, he would be finished." Seeing her sly look, Xicheng said with a smile.The body of the woman in his arms froze slightly, and then he raised his head, looking suspiciously at Xicheng's beautiful face and gentle eyebrows.

But Xicheng didn't speak, just picked up the mobile phone on the side and dialed his mobile number, and his mobile phone on the bedside table rang.


(End of this chapter)