Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Xiao Jingmo stared blankly at Zhao Qingyu, his heart filled with an indescribable pain and loss. His eyes were filled with confusion and sadness, as helpless as an abandoned animal. "Qingyu, there shouldn't be any secrets between us. What you're doing makes me feel that the distance between us has become so far." His voice trembled, and every word revealed deep disappointment.

Zhao Qingyu met Xiao Jingmo's hurt eyes, and her heart suddenly felt a sharp pain. The feeling of not being able to bear it spread quickly like a vine. She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain. "Jingmo, I didn't mean to hide it from you, but now is not the right time." Her voice was very gentle, but with some helplessness.

"Then when is the right time?" Xiao Jingmo asked impatiently, his eyes flashing with anticipation for an answer. He hoped Zhao Qingyu could give him a clear timetable and let him know that his position in her heart was not insignificant.

Zhao Qingyu fell silent, and time seemed to stand still. Her mind was swirling with thoughts. Those secrets buried deep in her heart, those unspeakable secrets, were like heavy shackles, tightly binding her and making it difficult for her to express them easily.

After a long moment, she slowly uttered three words: "I don't know." The air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere between the two became extremely awkward and oppressive. Xiao Jingmo's heart was filled with disappointment and helplessness. He really couldn't understand why Zhao Qingyu was so stubborn. He stared at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate her at the same time, and the pain in his heart followed him like a shadow, lingering.

"Qingyu, I hope you can trust me. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side." Xiao Jingmo finally said softly. His voice was firm and gentle, as if he was making an eternal vow.

Zhao Qingyu watched Xiao Jingmo's receding figure, her eyes slightly red. The familiar figure gradually blurred in her sight, as if the distance between her and him was infinitely stretched at this moment. The wind was still blowing gently, and the rustling sound of the leaves was like a sigh in her heart.

She slowly closed her eyes, memories flooding back. From the moment they first met, Xiao Jingmo had been like warm sunshine, quietly illuminating her world. His smile, his care, every look in his eyes, were deeply imprinted in her heart. And she wanted to tell him everything, to share with him the heaviness and joy of life.

However, fate seemed to have played a cruel joke on her. Those secrets were like heavy shackles, tightly binding her. She knew that once these secrets were revealed, it might lead to unforeseen consequences. Not only would it endanger herself, but it might also put Xiao Jingmo in danger. She couldn't be so selfish and ignore him because of her own feelings.

Zhao Qingyu opened her eyes and looked in the direction where Xiao Jingmo had left. There was no one there, only the wind blowing gently, as if comforting her lonely heart. An indescribable sadness welled up in her heart, which was the guilt towards Xiao Jingmo and the worry about their future.

She turned and slowly walked to a quiet corner. There stood an ancient tree, its thick trunk seeming to speak of the vicissitudes of time. She leaned against it, her thoughts drifting far away. She remembered the beautiful times they had shared together, days mingled with laughter and tears. They had strolled together through a sea of flowers, taking in the beauty of nature; they had sat together on a mountaintop, watching the sunset and dreaming of their future lives. Those images were so clear, as if they had happened just yesterday.

But now, everything has become so complicated. Her concealment has created a gap between them, and this gap may become deeper and deeper. She doesn't know how to mend this rift, and she doesn't know how to make Xiao Jingmo trust her again.

Zhao Qingyu sighed deeply. She knew she had to be strong. She couldn't abandon her responsibilities because of a momentary emotion. Those secrets involved too many people and things. She had to face and solve them alone. Only when everything was settled could she truly be with Xiao Jingmo and share the happiness that belonged to them.

The wind gradually died down, and the leaves grew still. Zhao Qingyu stood up, a determined look in her eyes. She knew the road ahead was full of challenges, but she would not back down. She would use her own way to protect those she cared about, and to protect the love between her and Xiao Jingmo.

At this time, Xiao Jingmo was also in a corner not far away, silently watching Zhao Qingyu. His heart was also full of contradictions and pain. He understood Zhao Qingyu's difficulties, but he could not stand her concealment. He didn't know where their future would go, but he knew that his love for Zhao Qingyu would not change.

Xiao Jingmo's heart was a turmoil, a whirlpool of emotions. His love for Zhao Qingyu burned like a flame, but her concealment was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the passion in his heart. He fell into deep pain, not knowing what to do. It felt like being pulled between two forces: love on one side and disappointment on the other, leaving him unable to extricate himself.

He watched Zhao Qingyu leave and secretly vowed in his heart. No matter what happened in the future, he would always be by her side, protecting her and waiting for the moment when she would reveal those secrets. Because he believed that the love between them could stand the test of time and withstand any storm.

As the days passed, the stalemate between Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu remained unchanged. They were like two strangers, living in the same city but alienated from each other. Whenever they met by chance on the street, the moment their eyes met, they could feel the complex emotions in each other's eyes. But in the end, they chose to leave silently, as if their existence was a kind of hurt.

The sweetness and warmth of the past are now gone, replaced by endless silence and awkwardness. They no longer have intimate contact, no longer have warm conversations, everything has become so unfamiliar. Xiao Jingmo often thinks of the good times they once spent together, and those memories are like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people. Just when they think that this relationship is about to end, a sudden crisis quietly arrives. This crisis will test their courage and determination, and will also become a major turning point in their relationship.

Faced with this crisis, what choices will Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu make? Can they let go of their past grievances and get back together? The answers to all these questions are hidden in the unknown future.