Obviously, she was so indifferent to him.
Even when speaking, it takes a long time before he responds.
It seemed that she didn't care about him at all.
The only reason why he would talk to him was because he was Ye Qingluo's friend.
This feeling has been accumulated deep in Qiao Yinyan's heart.
this time...
After feeling Mo Yueying's different attitude towards another man, she broke out completely.
Qiao Yinyan just grabbed her hand and stared at her intently.
I want to convey my inner feelings to her.
However, Mo Yueying's face was expressionless, and no emotion could be seen in her empty eyes.
She also never answered.
The four eyes met.
After a long while, Qiao Yinyan felt very frustrated.
He closed his eyes forcefully, and slowly released the hand that was holding Mo Yueying.
His shoulders drooped feebly.
Bent down, extremely depressed.
He took a few steps back slowly, stared deeply at Mo Yueying, and then turned around slowly.
He staggered and wobbled endlessly.
It seemed that there was something heavy that completely crushed him.
Mo Yueying's empty eyes blinked suddenly.
She stared at Qiao Yinyan's back.
In the extremely dark eyes, a gloomy light flashed faintly.
She raised the wrist that Qiao Yinyan had grabbed.
Lowering his eyes, he stared at the place Qiao Yinyan dragged past.
Then, he slowly put his hand on his heart.
just…
When Qiao Yinyan let go of her hand.
This place in the heart seems to be hurting.
The tingling feeling is fleeting.
Does it hurt
Does she feel pain too
Mo Yueying looked at the place where her palm was pressed, then raised her head stiffly, and looked at the man's staggering tall body.
just…
The moment he turned to leave.
There was a reflexive feeling in her body that she wanted to keep him.
This is a... strange, wonderful feeling.
She had never felt like this before.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was the sound of heavy objects colliding in front of them.
Mo Yueying looked over.
Looking ahead, the man, who was unable to walk steadily, bumped into the turning stone wall.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
And he just sat on the ground.
It didn't mean to get up at all.
Subconsciously, Mo Yueying walked towards the man, and then squatted beside him: "Can't you move? Why are you sitting on the ground?"
Hearing this has no waves, just like a mechanical sound.
The man with the dog's arms around his back suddenly turned his head and looked at her with delighted eyes: "You... are you caring about me?"
His hands grabbed her wrist.
What is reflected in the eyes is her face.
Mo Yueying glanced at her two hands that were caught, blinked her eyes, and stared at him: "This is outside, you are the youngest of the Qiao family, don't let others see your rudeness."
"I..." Qiao Yinyan's eyes were also full of smiles.
With Mo Yueying's "support", he stood up.
His gaze was fixed on her from beginning to end.
It seemed as if he wanted to bring everything about her into the deepest part of his heart.
Mo Yueying felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze.
Just wanted to say something.
Her wrist tightened suddenly.
Qiao Yinyan held her petite body tightly into her arms.
Mo Yueying was a little stiff.
But no struggle.
The man floated down from the top of his head with a slightly choked, excited voice: "Ying'er, I will definitely... definitely let you remember me...remember our past!"