Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 591 Tears run amok like running water (pain)
An Qiyue felt that her heart was split in two by an axe, one half was day and the other half was night.

Half of it lives in Mo Xiaoqi's soul, and the other half lives in An Qiyue's life.

Half of it is the memory of the past, and the other half is the reality that is blooming like a flower.

And Xia Shang is like the dark night in the memories of the past, and Ji Liunian is the day when it blooms like flowers. They alternate black and white in An Qiyue's heart, endlessly, but tortured An Qiyue's spirit is broken and weak.

She took two steps forward, and was vividly called out by the suddenly bright voice of the man behind her.

Xia Shang smiled purely and coolly: "An Qiyue, I never said you were, you are so eager to deny it, what are you trying to affirm?"

When Xia Shang spoke, he had already walked behind An Qiyue.

His breath is pure and dry, like the spotless morning dew in the deep mountains, it smells clear and pleasant.

An Qiyue frowned, slightly expressing her discomfort with the man's sudden approach.

She kept her head bowed, feeling the breath that was close at hand and far away in the silent time and space.

The closer he was, the more restless her sleeping memory became, showing signs of awakening.

She pressed her fingertips hard and sank into the flesh of her palm. The tingling pain made her calm down.

She turned her back to Xia Shang and said, "No, I'm just stating the established facts."

After An Qiyue finished speaking, she raised her foot and left quickly. She walked quickly at first, and when she turned the corner to make sure that the man behind her hadn't followed, she lost control of her emotions.

There has never been a moment like this, when tears flowed wantonly, like a gurgling water, without stopping.

An Qiyue turned to the direction of the bathroom, closed the door and locked it.

She covered her face and crouched on the toilet seat, crying bitterly.

In fact, An Qiyue hated herself for being like this. The sudden magnified sadness and the pain engraved in her bones were instantly magnified, making her in so much pain that she couldn't control herself.

She knew that Mo Xiaoqi's soul was awakening little by little along with the memories belonging to Mo Xiaoqi.

Every time she woke up, the pain in her bones became deeper.

An Qiyue knew that Mo Xiaoqi loved Xia Shang to the bone and penetrated into the depths of her soul, otherwise she wouldn't feel pain in her heart when she saw Xia Shang's despairing eyes.

When An Qiyue calmed down silently for a while, Ji Liunian couldn't wait for her to come down.

There was a shivering pain in his heart, and there was a little anger in his phoenix eyes.

He held the phone with pale fingers, and after a while, he finally couldn't hold back and dialed the woman's phone again.

An Qiyue woke up like a dream when she heard the sudden ringtone of her mobile phone.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and looked at the caller ID. Half an hour had passed since the man last called.

An Qiyue was stunned subconsciously, and asked hesitantly in her heart, has it been so long?

After hesitating for a moment, she adjusted her posture and connected to Ji Liunian's call. She said, "I suddenly feel unwell, so I'll come down immediately."

At this time, Ji Liunian had already boarded the elevator, his clear voice was hoarse and deep, and he said, "It's on the tenth floor, huh?"

An Qiyue paused, snorted lightly, and said, "Well, the bathroom on the tenth floor."

Ji Liunian raised his hand and pressed the floor, saying, "I'll be there in 3 minutes."

The man hung up the phone without waiting for the woman to respond.

The minutes and seconds of time flowed through his fingers, and he looked up at the numbers jumping on the elevator floor, never felt that the time was so long and silent.

It was as quiet as if he was the only one passing by, not even leaving traces of the wind blowing.

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(End of this chapter)