If You Don't Love Me, Just Say It

"Queen Mo, I need you. Come quickly," said Ruan mo. when he chose the gift to check out, Tong Tong's language message came and added a position.

Ruan Mo returned an OK gesture and checked out. She looked at Tong Tong's address, which was not far from her, so she walked there. It happened that she could enjoy the beauty of the last Christmas in her life.

"This clay figurine is so beautiful!"

"Yes, do you look like me?"

Ruan Mo, walking along the road, suddenly heard something. She looked up and saw two girls holding two clay figurines, discussing happily.

Ruan Mo's heart shrank fiercely and then ran to the girl: "where did you buy this clay figurine“

The girl shook her head and smiled. "It's not bought. It's a Christmas gift. There's a Santa Claus over there."

The girl pointed across the street as she spoke. Ruan Mo saw a group of people around an old man in Christmas clothes and hats.

"OK, thank you!" Ruan Mo said and hurriedly ran over.

She squeezed through the crowded crowd and saw Santa Claus kneading a clay figurine, because there was a basin of mud in front of him.

"I want a puppy!"

"I want to pinch a bird“

……

People around her kept asking, but Ruan Mo saw the scene ten years ago. Ten years ago, a boy pinched a clay figurine for her.

——You are crying ugly into a pig, snot pig, just like this one in my hand.

——Look at the bird I pinch. Does it look like it?

……

Ruan Mo looked at it and recalled that he didn't know when he had burst into tears at last?

"Why are you crying?" When Ruan Mo heard this, he found that everyone around him had gone, and the mud basin in front of Santa Claus was empty.

"Is it because I didn't get the clay figurine? I'm sorry, i..." Santa explained apologetically.

Ruan Mo shook his head. "I lost my love."

Now Mo Zhan and she have become strangers. She is no longer qualified to have him.

"I also lost my girl," said Santa Claus, which surprised Ruan Mo, and even felt that he was comforting her and sympathizing with her.

Ruan Mo looked at the man in Christmas clothes and Santa mask, and suddenly something was moving in his heart.

"Did you find it?" Ruan Mo asked low.

"Well," said Santa Claus softly.

Ruan Mo smiled, "you are luckier than me."

Santa looked around. "Do you want a clay figurine? If so, I'll find a way..."

Ruan Mo shook his head. "No need."

Her clay figurine was pinched by someone ten years ago.

Ruan Mo got up to go. Santa Claus suddenly called her, "I haven't given you a gift this Christmas."

Hearing the sound, Ruan Mo looked at the empty mud basin in front of Santa Claus and smiled, "you don't seem to have any gifts to give“

"Are you cold?" Asked Santa again.

Yes, Ruan Mo is very cold.

She has always been afraid of the cold, especially now that she is ill again. She always feels that her body is like an ice hole and can't cover the heat.

"This is for you," Santa lifted his clothes and took out a pair of gloves.

Ruan Mo wanted to refuse, but he had held her hand and gently put it on for her.

The gloves also took his body temperature, which warmed Ruan Mo's cold, and also let the warmth spread from her fingers to the tip of her heart. Her heart suddenly trembled, and a touch of unspeakable familiarity surged into her heart.

Everything is similar to ten years ago, similar clay figurines, similar warmth

"Mo Zhan" she whispered.

Santa Claus gives her a slap for wearing gloves, and Ruan Mo's hand has reached out to Santa Claus's mask——