you were there

Mu Yuqiong seemed to feel the shadows around him.He turned his head sideways, looking at Xia Moqiao under the setting sun, his tightly closed lips parted slightly.

He still remembers him.This is the boy I ran into on the plane.Obviously he has recognized himself, but he didn't make any noise, still pretending to turn a blind eye quietly.

Mu Yu looked at him, and saw a trace of surprise and a trace of sadness in his eyes.

It seems that he can see the shadow of him at this moment in the sentimentality.Because they have similar stories.

"Are you here to relax too?"

The two are like long-lost friends, and they can start a conversation without any pleasantries.

For Mu Yuqiong to speak first, Xia Moqiao didn't feel restrained.Because, he saw his own shadow in him.

Xia Moqiao didn't speak a word, just like a silent statue.Watching the sun that is about to set in the sky, feeling the coolness brought by the sea breeze.

"You were very quiet on the plane, very similar to me before. I don't know why, but I always feel that we have the same story."

"Do the stories you write have your own personal experience?"

"Yes," Mu Yuqiong replied in a low voice, "The ending is also the same as my life."

When Xia Mozhen heard this answer, maybe he knew the story of this person who was not much older than himself.

"Did you leave him because you loved him?"

Mu Yuqiong remained silent, because he didn't know either.He just knows: the man he loves so much will always have only one person in his heart, and that person is also his sister.

"Maybe, letting go is also a kind of love. As long as you can believe that he can still enjoy happiness in the years without you. It's just that the time without you is a torment. As long as he can get used to the days without you, you Letting go makes sense."

After hearing what he said, Xia Mozhen began to rejoice that she had made such a decision.

"His mother asked me to leave him, and I also feel that only by leaving him can he live the life he wants and be successful. Although he said his dream is to grow old with me, but I don't want to see him die for me like this Future. Later, I actually started to pay attention to those contemptuous gazes, and I began to fear the world's cynicism. I don't know if I want to make him better, or to avoid the world's gossip..."

For some reason, Xia Moqiao can open up to this.Even Zhang Qianqian couldn't do this, let alone a passer-by whom he met for the first time and a writer whom he had admired for a long time.

"If you can all become strong, so that the world doesn't have the right to laugh at you, will your concerns disappear?"

Xia Mozhen remained silent, focusing her gaze from the distant sky to the tide of reincarnation.Indeed, if they had grown stronger, they would have nothing to fear from the gossip of the world.In that case, not only can Qiu Chen stand out, but also make the world accept such feelings.

"Sometimes, letting go is not to stop loving, but to let him grow. A person will enjoy in warmth, but will grow in loneliness. If you keep guarding him like this, he may just be like a thumb-sucking child , forever hiding in your swaddling clothes."

Xia Moqiao admired this man's insight and perception.Obviously he didn't detail the story between him and Qiuchen, but he seems to be a witness of this story, and he can tell their story.

"I love him too, but that's not the reason. It was my cowardice that made me miss the chance to fall in love with him in my youth, and that made him fall in love with another girl. I also hope that more people will be able to Happiness can be found in love, even if this kind of love is not accepted by the world."

Suddenly, Xia Moqiao's cell phone rang.However, he didn't answer, and still listened to Mu Yuqiong's words.

"You know I love a boy?"

"I knew it the moment you put the blindfold on him. I knew your decision when I saw his face, which you would stare at from time to time, and then look sad again."

Mu Yuqiong turned his head sideways, and fixed his firm eyes on Xia Moqiao's face.

"Your decision is not wrong. Because of fate, you will love each other; if you have a share, you will meet again. Maybe this is a bet, and the chips are in your hands. Maybe, you will part ways, and there may be a relationship A better reunion. And after the reunion, you may need to pay more to save him, only in this way will you be successful. Otherwise, you can only spend the rest of your lonely life in endless remorse or regret."

At that second, Xia Moqiao was silent.He had never thought so far, and this person was obviously more emotional and rational than himself.He has a more intellectual character than women, as if he can penetrate everything in the world.

Mu Yuqiong was also deeply impressed by this boy.He was very quiet, but there was a sentimentality and calmness rarely seen in people of this age in his silence.Xia Mozhen seems to have left his youth. His thinking is more mature than many elders, and he sees problems in the long term.

Suddenly, Xia Moqiao's cell phone rang again.This time, he answered the phone.

"You bastard, where did you die lying on the bed?"

There was a bit of concern in the angry reprimand, and the voice seemed to be in harmony with the sound of the sea.It was obviously turbulent, but there was also some warmth.Perhaps, the afterglow of the setting sun is mixed with the warmth of the day, and the warmth is not completely swallowed by the dark night.

"Treasure every moment, maybe they will become your nostalgia for these years."

"Thank you!" Xia Moqiao bowed slightly.

In that bow, there is Xia Moqiao's gratitude and admiration, and he is very proud that he is this person's supporter.

A lonely figure disappeared under the twilight. Although he didn't see the sunset disappearing into the sky, he also knew that this was not the result.Even if the light disappears, after the night, there will be a new dawn.

When Xia Mozhen walked into the door, she found that Qiuchen was staring at herself with wide eyes.However, what Xia Mozhen thought of was not to calm his anger, but to add fuel to the fire.

"Where's Zhang Qianqian?"

Hearing this name, the flames in Qiuchen's eyes obviously went up several layers.

Qiu Chen stepped forward and grabbed Xia Moqiao by the collar, dragged her directly to the bed, and punched Xia Moqiao's chest with her fist.

Qiuchen's blow was heavy, and he knew that Xia Moqiao would fall to the ground, so he pulled him to the bedside to prevent him from falling to the ground and hitting his head again.

Qiuchen lay on the bed, still clutching his collar, staring at this harmless little face with burning eyes.A burst of pain spread in Xia Moqiao's chest, and it also spread in Qiuchen's heart.

Xia Mo looked at him contemptuously, his gaze never staying on his face for a moment.

Qiuchen looked at him, he still remembered how many times he called him, and also counted how many times Xia Mozhen refused to answer.Seeing Xia Mozhen at this second, he was really angry.

He didn't know why, he never hit him.Even if you move your hand occasionally, the strength of hitting him is only one-tenth. It's more like tickling than hitting.However, this time is different.He was clearly planning to give him a surprise, but in the end he was treated like this, and even refused to answer the phone.

Qiuchen didn't bother to ask him where he went, nor did he want to know, and he didn't even intend to punish him in that way.

"Speak!" Qiu Chen pinched Xia Moqiao's jaw.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Moqiao's voice was very cold, her eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog, and she couldn't see the deep emotion clearly.

However, there was a chill hanging over the mist.

Xia Mozhen's lips didn't have a trace of curvature, and her cold eyes were like ice in January.

The anger in Qiu Chen's eyes grew a little more, and he hit Xia Moqiao's handsome chest fiercely in a circle.He didn't dare to touch his face, because this handsome face will be photographed tomorrow.

"Have you gone crazy these two days, is it okay to find fault?"

Xia Mozhen remained silent, like a quiet sandbag being hit by Qiuchen.Qiuchen's strength is getting weaker and weaker, because what he gets in exchange is only silence.

"say something!"

Xia Mozhen was still silent, her lips didn't have a trace of curvature.

The anger in Qiuchen's eyes seemed to have subsided, and suddenly there was pity and self-blame.

Suddenly, Qiuchen slapped herself.At that second, Xia Moqiao was stunned, and the sound seemed to shake his heart.

"Is this okay?"

Seeing that Xia Mozheng was still silent, Qiuchen's heart seemed to be in despair.

Xia Mozhen is a person with a weird temper, but in Qiu Chen's eyes, he is a simple child.It's not because Qiuchen understands him so deeply, but because Xia Mozhen is willing to confess her soul in front of him.

This time, Qiuchen didn't have any urge to occupy him.

Xia Mozhen's behavior was not helping, but revenge.

He didn't know where he offended Xia Moqiao, and he didn't know where he hurt him.He obviously wanted to communicate with him, but Xia Moqiao refused to speak.

Facing his indifference, Qiuchen was also indifferent.

He is now the same as when they first met.He was as quiet as a handsome statue, and even the wind and grass could not affect him in the slightest.

Qiuchen slapped herself again, and finally rushed out the door.

Huge room, lonely bed.But, he didn't want him.

The sea breeze rushed in with a chill, blowing on Xia Moqiao's face.The black and tempered short hair trembled slowly, but his heart was very calm.Even if it was a bloodbath just now, he can remain indifferent.Because, what is coming is far more terrifying than the scene just now.

……

Yuchen, Qiuchen is back.He did not bring the key, but the door was not locked either.When he opened the door, what he saw made him speechless——

Xia Mozhen's panting was heavy, lingering in the huge room; the girl's panting was very soft, as if deliberately suppressed.

Qiu Chen seemed to have forgotten how to walk, Ran Ran walked to the bed, and he finally saw who the girl under Xia Mozhen was——