His fingers are stiff, holding her cheek with the tip of his nose next to hers, "Mo Xiaoguo, no matter what happens in the future, please believe me-I have never changed!"
Mu Beicheng is still the same Mu Beicheng.
He who loved her so much and never wavered!
Mo Xiaoguo's heart was pulled tightly, like a steel wire tightened inch by inch. She had a strong and bad premonition more and more, as if there was a violent storm to cover up, but at this moment, she did not dare to ask more. Since he wants her to believe him, then she believes!
Two years later, at this moment, all she can give him is trust. Thinking of the pictures of him and Lu Ying that Yu Lan once showed her, she couldn't care less in that situation. All kinds of blows made her calm and sane. Until now, she still wanted an explanation, but at this time, all the explanations seemed to become unimportant.
This man, the love for herself, she felt clearly in his eyes, and she couldn't doubt it.
"In two months, maybe I have already returned to the United States." Mo Xiaoguo said half-truth. In fact, it is definitely not an easy task to leave here and return to New York.
Mu Beicheng was startled, raised her small face, his eyes were deep, and suddenly, he bowed his head and bit on her lips. He was really annoyed, his mouth was not light, and the pain was so painful that Mo Xiaoguo beat him, he did not stop her, only her lips were in his mouth, and he said lingeringly, "I will go to you! Whether it is New York , Or anywhere else! Mo Xiaoguo, even if tied, I will tie you back to me!"
Two years of letting go is enough!
For him, it's the limit. He can't be more generous!
Her eye sockets were sore, she suddenly wanted to cry.
In fact, in the past two years... She waited for him! I really waited! If he finds himself, it really couldn't be easier. However, he never appeared.
At that time, she always thought, maybe, he has forgotten himself; maybe, he has started a new life; maybe... they don't have anymore, maybe...
Thinking of the anxiety of those days, like an aggrieved child, she hugged his neck, lay on his shoulder, and wept softly. Mu Beicheng was so distressed that she softly coaxed her, "Hey... don't cry."
Her tears easily disturbed his heart.
She suddenly got up from his shoulders, sat up straight, wiping tears, and begged softly, "Mu Beicheng, I'm hungry..."
"I came here this morning. The lunch on the plane was not good, I didn't eat a few bites." She muttered, her soft tone was just acting like a baby.
Mu Beicheng's heart was softened, and her aegis made him happy, but when he thought that she had eaten a few mouthfuls of food all day, he felt distressed.
"I'll take you to eat." Mu Beicheng held his hand, and looked down at her ankle worriedly, "Can you walk with your feet? Or should I pack it for you from outside?"
"I can go, I want to go together." Mo Xiaoguo slid off his leg and took two more steps to prove it. Mu Beicheng's hand still held her, not letting go. She also hooked him back, reluctantly clasping her ten fingers, and looked back at him, "Didn't you lie to you?"
Mu Beicheng got up, "If it hurts, tell me early. Pass by the pharmacy in a while and bring some medicine back."
"it is good."
The two came out of the room holding hands. Just walking side by side in the corridor of the hotel, there were only two of them in the quiet space, and Mo Xiaoguo felt that breathing was so easy. Each other's hands clasped tightly. Feeling the heat of his fingertips clearly, it filled her heart inch by inch.
Walking out of the hotel, the evening breeze blows, making people so invigorating.
Mu Beicheng suddenly let go of her hand, and the heat disappeared from her fingertips, making her feel lost for a moment. He didn't dare to look sideways, just lowered his eyes. His eyes fell on his fingers, watching them hanging empty on his side.
suddenly…
A heavy shoulder.
A familiar heat enveloped him with his breath. His coat is draped over his shoulders. With a heartbeat, she raised her eyes happily and met his concerned eyes, "The wind is a bit strong, don't catch a cold."
So warm... So warm...
I was lost just now, and it was wiped out. Mo Xiaoguo couldn't help but chuckle. The smile is bright, like the clear sunshine in spring.
Mu Beicheng was so confused by her smile, "What are you laughing at?"
She shook her head, unable to explain why. "Just want to laugh. Suddenly feel in a good mood!"
Her stupid appearance made Mu Beicheng look moved. Raising her hand, clasp her hand into her palm again. It seemed so natural, as if she was his girlfriend. However, Mo Xiaoguo clearly felt his fingertips shiver lightly like himself.
The deeper the smile, she separated her five fingers and clenched his.
Looking sideways, you can see the corners of his lips, so beautiful, so charming...
How to do
The two of them really became so naive. Just a simple holding of hands is enough to make two laugh like fools.
but…
This is clearly the feeling of being in love! Sure enough, love can make people stupid!
However, even if she is stupid, she is willing!
Obviously this is a strange city, but because of the existence of each other, everything seems so familiar and lovely. Mo Xiaoguo felt that she loved this city so much! Love every inch of this place!
For dinner, I chose a simple hot porridge restaurant, and Mu Beicheng and Mo Xiaoguo sat down next to each other.
At this point, the shop is lively and crowded. Mo Xiaoguo ordered a large bowl of lobster porridge, and then asked Mu Beicheng's opinion. He just shook his head and said the same.
Soon, the waiter brought the porridge. There was a big bowl full, and the waiter was a little trembling. Mu Beicheng was worried that Mo Xiaoguo, who was so hot to be close to the waiter, stood up and quickly reached out to take it. But there were too many people in the store, and a kid next to him jumped up and slammed into Mu Beicheng.
A big bowl full of porridge, turbulent, overflowed more than half in an instant. The piping hot porridge immediately hit Mu Beicheng's hands, and it was hot immediately.
Mo Xiaoguo was surprised.
"Are you okay?" She grabbed his arm worriedly, her heart twisted when she saw the big red piece.
"Sorry uncle!" The child's mother immediately asked to apologize when she saw that the child was in trouble.
Mu Beicheng put down the porridge before saying, "It's okay."
After comforting the child, he looked back at her. She saw her face wrinkled into a ball, looking terribly worried. While smoking paper towels, he instructed the clerk, "I'm sorry to ask you to prepare a bowl of cold sugar water, please hurry up!"
The anxious look filled his heart. Suddenly remembered the meeting in the Fairview Red Tower two years ago. He held her in his arms and burned his hand. Why did you protect her like that? In fact, he couldn't think of the reason. At that moment, I just didn't want her to get hurt, nothing more.
That time, she taught him how to sugar water. He remembered and engraved her on his heart.
Like her who was scalded, Mo Xiaoguo was even more nervous than him. Pulling the paper and carefully rubbing the hot red area, he asked carefully: "Does it hurt?"
"Don't be so nervous, it's not so painful." In fact, I really like her look like this, and worry about him like that, but I can't bear to worry.
"Be careful in the future. The porridge is just coming out of the oven, so it can easily crack." She didn't relax at all, she was still talking about it.
Mu Beicheng's eyes were hot, and he really loved the feeling. It turns out that it is such a happy thing that someone tells himself this way and blames himself.
"I see, don't worry, I must be very careful in the future." He hurriedly promised.
However, this didn't relieve her twisting heart in the slightest, and she turned her head to look at the clerk again. From afar, seeing the clerk coming over with sugar water, she felt that the other party was walking slowly, so she got up to take it by herself. Mu Beicheng stretched out his hand to hold her.
"Sit down, don't move!"
Fortunately, it was only himself who got hot. If it were her, he might really get angry.
Mo Xiaoguo had to sit there, waiting for the clerk to bring the sugar water over, she grabbed his hand and soaked it in the sugar water. Squeeze the sugar water and brush it across her arm. The movements were very gentle, as if for fear of hurting him.
Mu Beicheng looked at her focused side face, where could he still feel the pain
The taste of happiness has already filled every corner of my heart.
After drinking the porridge, the night got deeper and deeper. She was still wearing his coat, and her attention was still in his hands.
"Does it really hurt anymore?" I don't know how many times I asked. Um, it's a bit long-winded, but... what should I do? He really loves this long-winded!
"Well, it really doesn't hurt." He didn't know how many times he answered. However, he was patient and contented.
"Don't keep asking me, how are your feet?" He cared about her more than himself. It's all because he was too impulsive before, and treated her as Lu Ying without knowing it.
"Look, jumping now, isn't it great?" she said, jumping up seriously. On such a street, like an immature child.
However, when his feet fell on the ground, his eyebrows were still frowned with pain. Well, walking seems to be ok, but too strenuous exercise is obviously a bit difficult to load.
She didn't say anything, but Mu Beicheng could see through it at a glance. Bend over and squat under her.
"Come up." Long arm went around behind him and patted himself on the back.
Looking at that generous back, Mo Xiaoguo's heart surged. Suddenly remembered uncontrollably the day when he left his apartment two years ago, he also carried himself upstairs step by step...
Without hesitation, she clinging to his back cleverly, her arms firmly hugged his neck from behind. On that day two years ago, they probably thought that such intimacy was the last time...
At this moment two years later, it seemed so rare.
Perhaps Mu Beicheng also thought of that time, but he pressed his lips and did not speak.
"Mu Beicheng..." Mo Xiaoguo suddenly called him gently behind her.
"Huh?" He responded lightly.
"The past two years... How have you been?"
"Want to hear the truth?" Mu Beicheng turned his face slightly, his cheek almost touching her lips.
She nodded, "Of course!"
He pursed his lips. His eyes fell on the sleepless lights of this city. In the end, he simply spit out two words from his lips, "Not good."
He paused slightly and added three more words, "Very bad."
He didn't want to bear the feeling of suffering day and night.
Heart, it hurts.
Everything that Chen Jiu said came out of Mo Xiaoguo's mind. She tightened his neck uncomfortably, sucked her nose, choked and said, "I'm not doing well either!"
Mu Beicheng didn't speak, just looked at her sideways. Through the peripheral light, she can see the wet corners of her eyes.
He closed his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Sorry, he shouldn’t have allowed her to be in such a strange place for two whole years...
He originally thought that without him, she would live a little more freely and comfortably... But, it turns out that no one is better than anyone...