Qi Mo stopped talking, his pupils glowing red in the darkness, looking at Zhong Qingye motionlessly, and the fingers that grabbed her arms kept shrinking, and the joints kept making soft clicking sounds.

, in the silent carriage, dust and saltpeter splashed together.【】

The wide-open pupils were tainted with an obscure light, and the long eyelashes drooped low, blocking the emotions underneath them.

She knew that Qi Mo had great endurance and was not someone who liked to talk about his achievements and hard work.

She knew that Qi Mo was very kind to her, even to the point of pampering her.

She knew that Qi Mo would not suddenly lose control if he had not reached the limit of his patience.

So...what about her?

With such a man willingly guarding her, why is she still hesitating?

Don't be tempted, that's a lie!

"Qi Mo..." There was an uncontrollable tremor in Zhong Qingye's voice, and the arm that was scratched by him moved slightly, "...I'm sorry."

In the narrow red eyes, the pupils suddenly trembled!

The hostility in his whole body suddenly exploded to the extreme, and the fear that suddenly spread was like a long, sticky snake, wrapping around his entire heart. Qi Mo squeezed his arms hard and pulled Zhong Qingye tightly into his arms, long and hard.

Circle your arms and wrap them tightly.

"Don't apologize to me!" Qi Mo gritted his teeth, and the creaking sound from his gums sounded a bit scary in the dark. "You can say anything, but you are not allowed to apologize to me!"

Zhong Qingye was stunned, her whole head buried in his chest, her breath was filled with his breath, and her tight arms seemed to fuse the two people into one.

Gradually, there seemed to be something in her heart that was melting and softening bit by bit. No matter how she tried to stop her, it still didn't make up for it.

No one spoke for a while. Zhong Qingye's ears were filled with the sound of Qi Mo's heavy breathing. He hugged himself so tightly, as if he was hugging the whole world.

"Qi Mo...why do you have to want me?" Zhong Qingye's voice sounded like a gentle sigh.

Qi Mo glared, not caring whether she could see her or not, and said in an arrogant tone: "I'm in love, how about it?!"

Zhong Qingye smiled low and shook his head slightly in his arms, "If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid you two would have been a match made in heaven. What a pity, why do you have to have me..."

"There will be no one else!"

Qi Mo's tone was angry, almost punishing, and he tightened his arms: "You've always been the only one!"

Zhong Qingye squinted his eyes, regardless of the pain in his body, and said calmly: "Qi Mo, to be honest, sometimes, I don't know what I am thinking. I probably walk alone.

I have traveled too far and have long been accustomed to relying on myself, so when someone appears next to me again, I don’t know how to deal with it except to avoid it.”

Qi Mo frowned, but before he could speak, Zhong Qingye had already raised his head from his arms and looked at him quietly: "Do you want to hear my story?"

Qi Mo was stunned and nodded.

Zhong Qingye sat on the ground, with her upper body held in Qi Mo's arms. She struggled slightly, and Qi Mo raised his eyebrows.

Her struggle was not to leave his arms, but to adjust herself to a comfortable position.

Does this mean... that she has somewhat accepted him?

Qi Mo's heart happily accepted this information, his arms relaxed slightly, and finally he no longer had the strength to imprison him and lose his breath.

Zhong Qingye leaned lazily in his arms, excluding the words that shouldn't be said about her and A-Xuan's story, and slowly told Qi Mo. When it came to A-Xuan's death in the end, although they were far apart, she

But there was still silence for a long time.

In addition, Qi Mo was also keenly aware that Zhong Qingye's voice was trembling uncontrollably.

The original anger slowly settled in his heart, and Qi Mo suddenly understood why Zhong Qingye's attitude towards feelings would be so evasive.

Because she had cherished it with her life, the pain would be so painful that it would gnaw at her bones and burn her heart after losing her. Because the pain was too severe, she couldn't help but start to protect herself. In order to avoid pain again, she would rather refuse all friendships.

In a world of one person, there would be no such heartbreaking pain.

Looking at the pregnant woman's thin face, Qi Mo's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.

After finishing speaking, Zhong Qingye quietly raised her head: "Qi Mo, forgive me, I really can't accept someone so easily, because..." She paused and shrank consciously. "...I really can't accept someone so easily."

Afraid."

I am afraid that when that kind of pain comes over me again, I am afraid that I will not be able to stand up again.

Suddenly, there was a gentle laughter in the darkness, and Qi Mo's voice was wrapped in a smile, which sounded particularly ethereal.

"It turns out that this is the knot in your heart."

Zhong Qingye froze, as if she knew what Qi Mo was going to say next. Although she had been prepared, she knew that not everyone could understand and accept her complicated mood, but...

Zhong Qingye raised his hand consciously and touched his chest lightly.

Here...why does it suddenly hurt?

The circles under his eyes were astringent and the tip of his nose was sore. Zhong Qingye blinked hard. This feeling was really uncomfortable...

It's like I'm about to shed tears in the next second...

A pair of warm hands suddenly covered her eyes, and Qi Mo's voice had never been so gentle. "Girl, when I get back, I'll take you somewhere."

This was so far away from the answer she imagined. Zhong Qingye didn't recover for a while and instinctively answered: "Where?"

Qi Mo smiled slightly and used his remaining hand to wrap his arms around her waist. The other hand still did not drop from her eyes. "I won't tell you. I'll find out when I get back."

Zhong Qingye responded dully, not wanting to ask any more questions. After a moment of silence, Qi Mo suddenly spoke again: "Girl, can you try it once?"

"……Um?"

"Give me a chance and give yourself a chance. Let's give it a try, okay?"

In a tone so gentle that it could drip water, with almost no trace of fear, he prayed for ordinary questions.

Give yourself a chance?

Zhong Qingye was a little absent-minded. The palms covering his eyes were warm, but there was a little moisture in them, as if he was telling her in a subtle way that his master was equally uneasy.

Gradually, the thing that was already melting in her heart became faster and faster, and before she had time to react, it fell apart with a slight sound...

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, exhaled a long breath, and her heart suddenly felt warm for some reason.

"……Um."

After a long while, she nodded gently.
Chapter completed!