Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Maybe it's the moonlight tonight.

Maybe the wind is too fresh tonight.

Lengxue wanted to go, but suddenly she didn't want to go.

Want to stay, want to and mu Jingheng has been like this, looking at the moon until dawn.

"Let's sit a little longer and go."

Mu Jingheng is a considerate man. He brings cold snow out for the first time to give her enough sense of security.

Only in this way can we have more opportunities, not to fool around, but to walk into lengxue's heart.

Maybe, even lengxue's best friend Jiang Liangwei doesn't know her like mu Jingheng.

Mu Jingheng can see that lengxue is just a weak girl in appearance, but she has great self-esteem in her heart.

Simplicity is not stupidity, it is not polished by the world.

"It's OK." Lengxue replied like this, and then said, "anyway, my mom and dad will come home very late, and even if they go home, they won't care about me."

"Besides my brother worrying about me, I'm almost an orphan in this world."

It sounds very sad, but lengxue is smiling. It seems that what she is saying has nothing to do with herself.

"Is that always the case?" Mu Jingheng asked softly.

Leng Xue shook her head and said, "no, I was very happy when I was a child."

"Then why is that?" Mu Jingheng doesn't seem to know much about lengxue's life.

They are all chatting and understanding each other slowly. It's always like this. Between people, it's a fixed and unchangeable pattern.

I don't know why it's so good. I don't know why the relationship between people is so wonderful.

Any kind of thing, as long as it is said thoroughly, there will be a better way to explain it.

I don't understand. Leng Xue and mu Jingheng can't understand what kind of existence it is.

In any case, as long as this step is mentioned, there will be something better. I don't understand how deep it is.

What kind of experience is it.

"Don't talk about me." Lengxue felt that her past, even her childhood, had nothing to say.

However, mu Jingheng does not think so. In his view, lengxue's past, including everything about him, is covered with a mysterious veil. He wants to lift the veil and see lengxue's past.

"Tell me, I'm a quiet listener, and you have to rest assured that everything you say to me now will stop."

This is mu Jingheng. His warmth is reflected in his every move.

I don't know what kind of experience it was, or how it all happened.

All in all, this kind of thing always has a huge attraction for mu Jingheng.

"When I was a child, our family conditions were pretty good."

Lengxue doesn't have any tricks. Seeing that mu Jingheng wants to hear it, she goes on:

"it's not rich, but she has a good life."

"Later, when I was in junior high school, my parents didn't know how to get into gambling."

"From then on, it was out of control."

"The family lost all their money, and they lost our little supermarket."

"And then lost the house."

"In the end, even my brother and I couldn't afford the tuition."

"From then on, I began to work."

At this point, lengxue still keeps smiling, calm as water.

"No matter what, I don't care much when it comes to this. Anyway, I want to make money."

"Jingheng, now you understand. I'm an old man, too."

Old world!?

This words from cold snow's mouth, itself with a kind of pure.

"That's all my stories." Lengxue smiles at the moon, the stars and mu Jingheng.

Mu Jingheng really can't understand that after experiencing so much cold snow, she can still keep such a clean heart. This is a miracle in the world. Maybe she is an elf.

This kind of thing, not only mu Jingheng can't understand, even others can't understand.

All this seems to reveal something different.

What kind of existence is it? Even mu Jingheng couldn't understand it.

"Jing Heng, I've finished my story. Don't you want to tell me about yourself?" Lengxue is also curious about Mu Jingheng.

But, she is a girl, and the mind is simple, never so strong curiosity.

If Mu Jingheng doesn't want to say it, lengxue won't ask deeply.

All these things, in the final analysis, have a special deep thing.That kind of deep, seems to exist only in the beautiful moonlight at this time, is so simple, never a thing is complex.

Everything is so calm in the end.

"There is another thing that others can't understand."

Mu Jingheng began with such ambiguous words.

However, there is another thing that exists in a special abyss.

It's more chaos than abyss.

No matter Leng Xue or mu Jingheng, they can't understand what it is in their youth.

If you want to make things clear, maybe you really have to go through the baptism of years, which is also unknown.

All things, at this point, have a clear answer.

"When I was a child, I was learning all the time, and I never had any free time."

"Xiaoxue, maybe you can't understand what it's like for a four or five-year-old to face mountain like homework every day."

"You won't understand. That's how I've always been."

No childhood.

From mu Jingheng's words, it is such a thing.

That's true. Mu Jingheng didn't cheat.

His eyes are as sincere as stars, as if everything is so peaceful after all.

"Your story, too, is so simple."

Leng Xue said with a smile, "I can tell that you are a poor man, too."

Eh!?

Mu Jingheng slightly Leng for a while, and then said: "you are the first to say my poor woman."

"But what you said is really reasonable. I am a poor man. Maybe it's not like this in other people's eyes, but I know it in my own heart. "

"You understand me, so we can be friends." Mu Jingheng's eyes have been beating with sincerity.

For such a thing, cold snow is also casual.

"Jingheng, we have always been friends!"