Dance Solo

Chapter 95: 94. Relieved

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At the age of seven, and the year before the small park became a fountain, Mo Jingyao was sold thoroughly by his own father, and had to stage a live martial arts show every three to five. That day, she found him who was blind from under the indentation beside the rockery. He took her and asked carefully, Song, what should I do if I'm really blind and can't see it anymore

At that time, she pretended to be a song and told him that she really couldn't see me and I just took you away.

"What if I won't get better for the rest of my life?"

"... Then I will hold you for the rest of my life."

When she was seventeen years old, the year Zhige and Jingshun had held hands, she found a seriously injured person in the small forest. On the way home to get the medicine box, she met Mo Jing who was injured because of the song. Yao. He blamed her deliriously, the song, it doesn't matter to tell you, why did you come

At that time, she still pretended to be a song and told him, waiting for me, I will find someone.

He nodded and shook his head in a daze.

She had forgotten the person who was still waiting for her, and kissed his lips distressedly.

Mo Jingshun once asked her if she had any regrets, and every moment when regrets were not there, she personally told Mo Jingyao that she was a dance, not the song he thought.

How did she answer at the time

—The song he really likes, from the first glance. That misunderstanding, and even many misunderstandings afterwards, just made him like it a little bit more. Without these, he still likes the song. If I tell him the whole story of those misunderstandings, I probably won't reduce his feelings for Song of Songs, and I will only hate me even more.

-From beginning to end, he knew it was a song that I am not. He didn't need anyone to tell him, he just wished that it was the song. This is his thought, even if he once thought that it was a song, he could definitely understand it with his mind and mind in the end.

— He had to think like this, probably because he was determined not to give me a chance, nor to let him have any thoughts of shaking himself.

Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous.

She used to think that Mo Jingyao had thoughts about her, because if she really didn't care, why bother to act like a thousand miles away.

She thought it meant that he didn't like it, but that he didn't dare to like it.

But think about it now, dare not, why not dare? Is it possible that I dare not even like someone.

After all, he really didn't like her.

In fact, until now, at the moment when he was kneeling on the edge of the mountain and being blown by the cold sea breeze, Xie Zhiwu still didn't know if his original idea was completely correct. I always think that Mo Jingyao is wishful thinking of Song of Affirmation, and that he has identified everything about Song of him and Zhi, so as not to give her the slightest chance.

But it turned out that when this idea became real, she would also find it unbearable.

He knew everything from beginning to end, but he still had the heart to ignore her feelings again and again over the years, putting her in an awkward situation again and again.

She wanted to know how he felt every time she called out the name of Song when she faced her embarrassed

"You all know?" Xie Zhiwu laughed bitterly, "You know it's me, but still, the song of love?"

"The people who hold you, the people who accompany you, the people who like you, the people who make you happy, the people who say you are unique, have only you in your eyes. These people are all me, not the song. For so many years Now, you have known for a long time that you can still use that ice cube face to face me?"

Mo Jingyao showed pain on his face, "A Wu—"

Xie Zhiwu was shocked when she heard this clearly depressed call, with a sad expression before, but after the shock, she laughed out of her voice.

"This is the first time I heard you call me like that."

"Do you know that over the years, you have even called my name a handful of times. You always avoid me if you don’t have to. Even if I pester you, you can still keep silent and let me? I act like a clown in front of you. I want to hear you call my name, so I must first use my strength to annoy you. Because only when you are anxious, will you yell unscrupulously.' Thank you for dancing!'."

"But even so, that sound can make me sleepless for a few nights happily."

"It's me who is not good." Mo Jingyao clenched his fists, but in his heart he couldn't breathe.

This is a girl who has spent the best years of her life to love him. This is a girl who never cares about the past and gains and losses, and can even accept all his good and bad things with peace of mind.

Tomorrow morning there will be the consciousness of staying together even if she goes to hell, but at this moment, why is he hurting her so much that she would rather bit her lip instead of crying in front of him.

He dumbed his throat and looked at her deeply, "From now on, it will never happen again. I will give you everything you want."

"Everything I want? You give it?" Xie Zhiwu sneered, "What do you mean, your person, or your heart?"

Mo Jingyao gave a slight meal, "Anything is fine."

"As long as I want?"

She asked back, and then laughed, "But what should I do, whether it's your person or your heart, I don't want it anymore."

These words of Xie Zhiwu made Mo Jingyao instantly like an ice cellar.

"I know that things have come to this point, in fact, a large part of it is because I am asking for trouble. I always feel that I am omnipotent, but I forget that love can never be obtained by force. But Mo Jingyao , Even if I am a hundred and twenty minutes wrong, you dare to say, don't you feel bad at all in your heart?"

"Just because you don't love me, just because I glued it on myself, so you can lie to me like this? Seeing me being played around like a fool by you, do you feel a sense of accomplishment? Yes, It’s my idiot, it’s me, it’s my wishful thinking that someone has been behind you all the time. But tell me, "Xie Zhiwu, I know everything that you do, but I still love your sister." It’s so difficult. Do you? Tell me, "You are fine but I'm sorry I can't fall in love with you." Is it so difficult? Why do you always give me hope and make me desperate plainly? Is it so difficult?!"

Mo Jingyao watched this Xie Zhiwu who was so stubborn that he refused to show a trace of sadness, and his heartache was overwhelming in an instant. He knows that he is selfish, and probably no one in this world is more selfish than him, but also more contradictory.

Obviously he should let go, but he couldn't let go of those little hands. There is no way to take it calmly and walk under the warm spring sunshine, then let him hide in a dark corner alone and appreciate her figure bathing in the daylight alone. If you just cut off the little remaining relationship between them, let her despair. Then his life will be hopeless.

He was not afraid of being in the dark forever, but he was afraid that he would never see her bright smile again in his lifetime.

"Desperate?" He laughed, but was extremely bleak, "I have no hope in my whole life. Because of you, but I will die forever. Wu, don't tell me despair, you won't be more than me. despair."

The salty and wet sea breeze is still blowing slowly, and the rising sun is slowly rising on the horizon not far away. Mo Jingyao's expression at the moment seemed to be lonely and painful, and it was especially worrying under the bright red sun.

Xie Zhiwu held back his choking and turned his head away.

"What's the use of talking about these now? Mo Jingyao, I actually want to know if you are really that song of love."

"I say this, not because of jealousy, not because of hatred, but because of curiosity, don’t you understand? You’ve been good to Song since childhood, and I’m also a person, so I don’t feel uncomfortable in my heart. Sometimes I think, if Song is bad Sister, bully me all day, so I can hate her honestly. It's a pity, as you know, what a good sister she is."

Xie Zhige's body, which had been lying on the ground, moved slightly at this moment. Xie Zhiwu couldn't care what she wanted to say, and touched her nervously. Within a few minutes, Zhige opened her eyes.

"A Wu?" She looked at Wang Wu, who was waiting for a good show, and the silent Yan Hui, and then at Mo Jingyao, who was full of tolerance, and said in a hurry, "A Wu, are you okay, have you hurt anything? !"

Xie Zhiwu froze, then smiled slightly, "Look, I hate such a sister. I can't even be jealous, I can't hold on for long."

"But Mo Jingyao, I really envy her. Envy, do you understand?"

Mo Jingyao nodded bitterly, regardless of whether Xie Zhiwu couldn't see it. Wang Wuxi had watched enough, he sneered twice, and the old god was wiping the gun in his hand, "Okay, I have said everything that should be said, and now I am sending you on the road, and you can't blame me."

Xie Zhiwu was furious when he heard that, "You said you would release the song!"

"Let it go, why don't you let it go." Wang Wu glanced at their ankles quietly, "But if you drag her down together, it won't matter to me."

"Shameless!"

Xie Zhiwu despised Chao Wang Wu with a slap. Wang Wu was angry and slapped with his hand. He pinched her small chin and laughed slyly, "I'm more shameless, I'm still nasty. It's a pity, your whole life. There is no way to experience it."

"Be smart!" Xie Zhiwu snorted coldly, tilted his head, and bit Wang Wu's mouth severely. The painful Wang Wu screamed and slapped her face with a slap.

In this moment of effort, Xie Zhiwu slapped twice, and her tender face was also red and swollen. Mo Jingyao and Yan Hui were distressed and they were about to step forward. Who knew that Wang Wu shot them in front of their heels.

"If you move again, I will kill her!" He looked at his bloody hands and stared at Xie Zhiwu fiercely, "Smelly girl, dare to be arrogant when you die!"

Xie Zhiwu spit out blood, "Bah, people are disgusting, and blood is disgusting!"

As soon as Wang Wu got angry, he simply raised his gun and fired at her. Mo Jingyao said "Don't shoot" before yelling out, but only heard two bangs. He stood there blankly looking at Xie Zhiwu's direction, who knew that after a few seconds, she grumbled and rolled away.

In a hurry, Xie Zhiwu hid herself with a mortal mentality, and Zhi Ge also shrank subconsciously. Wang Wu's spear hit the open ground, and happened to hit the rope that was attached to the ankles of the two. broken.

Yan Hui was also startled by the gunshots, and rushed towards Wang Wu after recovering. For a while, Mo Jingyao, Yan Hui, and Wang Wu fought, Xie Zhiwu didn’t untie the rope for a long time after tossing for a long time, and was about to go to see the song, but he knew that Wang Wu was kicked by Yan Hui. , Just hit the song, and the two went down to the cliff together.

Xie Zhiwu was shocked, and subconsciously stepped forward, and was panicked by Zhige's feelings and caught the rope on her body. With this pull, she also fell off.

Mo Jingyao and Yan Hui naturally jumped down immediately. Xie Zhiwu choked when she fell into the water. She couldn't swim, and it was even more uncomfortable now. Fortunately, after a while, someone dragged her up to the surface of the sea.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and Yan Hui was smiling at her.

It wasn't until the moment when her head rushed out of the water that Xie Zhiwu finally breathed heavily, splashing water around her, she turned her head to look, and the song of Mo Jingyao also floated up.

The moment her eyes met, she felt a sense of relief. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)