Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Xiao Jingmo felt as if he were wrapped in a fog these days. The mystery stemmed from Zhao Qingyu's seemingly hidden identity. Every time he thought of this, he was filled with endless doubts and uneasiness. He couldn't understand why the woman who spent every day with him, with such a beautiful smile, would hide such an important thing from him.

That day, sunlight shone through the clouds, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in Xiao Jingmo's heart. He finally made up his mind to find Zhao Qingyu and solve this mystery. Like a persistent explorer, he inquired about her whereabouts. Walking through bustling streets and quiet alleys, he finally saw the figure that had haunted him in a garden as peaceful as a paradise.

Zhao Qingyu stood quietly among the flowers, the breeze gently caressing her hair as if dancing with her. Her figure was like a blooming flower, beautiful and moving. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her, outlining her slender figure and delicate features. Her eyes were as clear as water, gleaming brightly like stars.

Xiao Jingmo stared at her quietly, an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Her appearance was like a dream, and he couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. His eyes stayed on her for a long time, unable to move away, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Zhao Qingyu seemed to feel Xiao Jingmo's gaze. She turned her head slightly and her eyes met his. At that moment, their eyes intertwined in the air, as if thousands of words were conveyed in this instant. Their eyes revealed a tacit understanding, an understanding that did not require words.

The breeze gently blew up Zhao Qingyu's skirt, and her hair fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of spirit. She smiled slightly, and her smile was like a spring breeze, warm and charming. Xiao Jingmo's heartstrings were gently plucked, and he couldn't help but take a step closer to her.

"You are so beautiful..." Xiao Jingmo said softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. Zhao Qingyu's cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her head and smiled shyly.

At this moment, they seemed to be in a world isolated from the outside world, with only each other in their hearts. Their heartbeats intertwined, playing a beautiful melody...

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and slowly walked towards Zhao Qingyu. Each step felt like a thousand pounds of weight, for he didn't know what answer he would hear next. "Qingyu, I have something to ask you." There was a hint of urgency in his voice, a sign that the long-suppressed emotions were about to burst out.

Zhao Qingyu heard the voice and turned around. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear. "Jing Mo, why are you here?" Her voice was as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring.

"Why don't you tell me about your identities?" Xiao Jingmo stared at Zhao Qingyu, trying to find the answer from her expression. However, Zhao Qingyu's answer left him confused. "It's not time yet." Her voice was soft and firm, as if telling Xiao Jingmo not to rush, but also as if she was protecting her own secret.

Xiao Jingmo frowned, his heart filled with doubts and dissatisfaction. He didn't understand why Zhao Qingyu would hide such important information, especially after they had established such a deep relationship. He couldn't help but wonder if Zhao Qingyu really trusted him, or if there was some other reason why she was unwilling to reveal her true identity.

"Why isn't it time yet? Don't you trust me?" Xiao Jingmo's tone was filled with a hint of grievance and unwillingness. He felt that he had put in a lot of effort to win Zhao Qingyu's trust, but now it seemed that he still had a long way to go.

Zhao Qingyu shook her head gently, her hair fluttering in the breeze, giving her a mysterious and charming feeling. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that some things take time." Her eyes revealed a sense of helplessness and expectation, as if she was waiting for something.

Xiao Jingmo looked at Zhao Qingyu, a complex emotion welling up in his heart. He knew that Zhao Qingyu had her own difficulties, but at the same time he also wanted to know more about her. He decided to put this issue aside for the time being and give Zhao Qingyu some time and space, hoping that she would take the initiative to tell him everything when the time was right. After all, their relationship had gone beyond ordinary friends, and he was willing to wait for her trust and honesty.

Xiao Jingmo looked at Zhao Qingyu, the mystery in his heart like a huge black hole, constantly devouring his sanity. He didn't understand what made Zhao Qingyu so cautious that she couldn't even tell him. "Qingyu, I don't understand. Shouldn't there be no secrets between us? You make me feel so far away from us." His voice was full of loss.

Zhao Qingyu looked at Xiao Jingmo's hurt eyes, and her heart ached. She knew that her actions might make Xiao Jingmo sad, but she also had her own difficulties. "Jingmo, I didn't mean to hide it from you, but now is really not the right time. There are some things I have to face on my own." There was a hint of determination in her voice.

Xiao Jingmo was silent for a moment. He knew that he couldn't force Zhao Qingyu. However, his heart was still full of doubts and uneasiness. "Qingyu, I hope you can believe me. I will always be with you. No matter what happens, I will never leave you." His eyes were full of affection.

Zhao Qingyu looked at Xiao Jingmo, her heart filled with emotion. She knew that Xiao Jingmo really loved her. However, she also knew that her identity might bring him danger. "Jingmo, I know you are good to me. However, there are some things I have to solve by myself. Don't worry, when the time is right, I will tell you everything." Her voice was full of tenderness.

Xiao Jingmo stared deeply at Zhao Qingyu, his eyes gleaming with complex emotions. Although he was filled with doubts and curiosity, he knew that forcing her at this moment was not a wise move. So, he sighed helplessly and said softly, "Okay, Qingyu. I will wait patiently until the moment you are willing to confide in me." His words revealed a mixture of helplessness and anticipation.

Zhao Qingyu raised her head slightly, her eyes meeting Xiao Jingmo's. Her eyes seemed to hold many unspeakable stories, stirring pity. The two of them stood quietly among the flowers, the petals drifting gently in the breeze, as if narrating the tangle in their hearts. The fragrance of the flowers filled the air, making the atmosphere even more peaceful and beautiful.

At this moment, their emotions were as complex as the flowers in the breeze. They didn't know how the future would develop, or whether they could continue to be together.

Yet, they both understand that no matter how many difficulties and challenges lie ahead, the bond between them is deeply rooted and will not be easily shaken. This bond, like this beautiful sea of flowers, may weather storms but will still bloom with brilliant colors.