Chapter 1608: 1608
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"Then I won't look at it." Feng Shaojin held her hand again. "Ling Wei, do you remember that you used to climb the mountain with your friends, but you were bitten by a snake. Did I carry you down the mountain?"
There was something in Mo Lingwei's empty eyes. A moment later, she recovered her indifferent look and turned her little face to one side: "I don't remember. It should have been a long time ago, right?"
She even slowly began to smile, with a little sad smile, and repeated: "I thought I had lived two lives."
Last life was a happy time with Feng Shaojin.
This life, is with Feng Shaojin together after the doom.
She is usually cold and quiet, and seldom smiles when she comes back to him again.
He always wanted to tease her, find some way to make her happy, hoping to make her smile.
But now he saw that she was really laughing. He stared at her smiling face, which was still gorgeous and moving. When he listened to her words, he felt as if she was going through her heart.
He would rather she didn't smile than to see her smile as if she knew her life.
He is not willing to ask: "really do not remember?"
"I don't remember."
"Not at all?"
"I can't remember." Mo Ling Wei sighed lightly, seem to have some chagrin of openings: "sorry."
I'm sorry what?
What's wrong with him?
Her answer at the moment seemed to answer a stranger's question.
Feng Shaojin's uniform, before she can change it, suddenly seems to be fascinated by the dust.
He said in a dumb voice: "what you remember, what you clearly remember, Ling Wei, you clearly remember it in your heart."
That night when I was drunk, you clearly said those words to me, mentioned the past when we were together. You were afraid that I would not marry you. You clearly remember that.
A drunken heart is clear.
Drink and tell the truth.
Why don't you admit it.
Feng Shaojin clenched her hand, "Ling Wei, can you tell me the truth? You tell me, our past, you have not forgotten, OK?"
Mo Lingwei turns her head and looks into his eyes, "OK."
"Well?" Feng Shaojin was stunned.
"I haven't forgotten our past." Mo Ling Wei said without expression.
"Really?" Feng Shaojin is happy in her heart and looks at her in disbelief.
"Didn't you ask me to say that?" Mo Ling Wei smoked the finger that he pinched tightly in the palm of her hand, "can you loosen it? You're breaking my finger bones. "
Feng Shaojin: ---
Feng Shaojin seems to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. It's obviously hot, but she is very cold.
He stares at her that pair of misty dark eyes, sharp eyes can no longer see through her.
"What else do you want to hear?" Mo Lingwei asked in a light voice, "what else do you want me to say before you let go of my hand? I can say anything you want to hear. "
Feng Shaojin, "...
Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was biting his back alveolar, and his whole body collapsed.
Little by little, he released the soft hand in his palm and stood up slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, like sharp teeth across the sandpaper: "I'm covered with ash. Before I can change my clothes, you lie down first. I'll go to the ear room to wash it."
He escaped from her sight and closed the door of the ear room heavily. His tall body leaned against the door. The scarlet at the bottom of his eyes surged up. The sharp pain tore his heart to pieces.
The past is like a broken chess game. It's hard to look back on the past. At this point, we can't look back, and we can't start over again...
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"Then I won't look at it." Feng Shaojin held her hand again. "Ling Wei, do you remember that you used to climb the mountain with your friends, but you were bitten by a snake. Did I carry you down the mountain?"
There was something in Mo Lingwei's empty eyes. A moment later, she recovered her indifferent look and turned her little face to one side: "I don't remember. It should have been a long time ago, right?"
She even slowly began to smile, with a little sad smile, and repeated: "I thought I had lived two lives."
Last life was a happy time with Feng Shaojin.
This life, is with Feng Shaojin together after the doom.
She is usually cold and quiet, and seldom smiles when she comes back to him again.
He always wanted to tease her, find some way to make her happy, hoping to make her smile.
But now he saw that she was really laughing. He stared at her smiling face, which was still gorgeous and moving. When he listened to her words, he felt as if she was going through her heart.
He would rather she didn't smile than to see her smile as if she knew her life.
He is not willing to ask: "really do not remember?"
"I don't remember."
"Not at all?"
"I can't remember." Mo Ling Wei sighed lightly, seem to have some chagrin of openings: "sorry."
I'm sorry what?
What's wrong with him?
Her answer at the moment seemed to answer a stranger's question.
Feng Shaojin's uniform, before she can change it, suddenly seems to be fascinated by the dust.
He said in a dumb voice: "what you remember, what you clearly remember, Ling Wei, you clearly remember it in your heart."
That night when I was drunk, you clearly said those words to me, mentioned the past when we were together. You were afraid that I would not marry you. You clearly remember that.
A drunken heart is clear.
Drink and tell the truth.
Why don't you admit it.
Feng Shaojin clenched her hand, "Ling Wei, can you tell me the truth? You tell me, our past, you have not forgotten, OK?"
Mo Lingwei turns her head and looks into his eyes, "OK."
"Well?" Feng Shaojin was stunned.
"I haven't forgotten our past." Mo Ling Wei said without expression.
"Really?" Feng Shaojin is happy in her heart and looks at her in disbelief.
"Didn't you ask me to say that?" Mo Ling Wei smoked the finger that he pinched tightly in the palm of her hand, "can you loosen it? You're breaking my finger bones. "
Feng Shaojin: ---
Feng Shaojin seems to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. It's obviously hot, but she is very cold.
He stares at her that pair of misty dark eyes, sharp eyes can no longer see through her.
"What else do you want to hear?" Mo Lingwei asked in a light voice, "what else do you want me to say before you let go of my hand? I can say anything you want to hear. "
Feng Shaojin, "...
Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was biting his back alveolar, and his whole body collapsed.
Little by little, he released the soft hand in his palm and stood up slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, like sharp teeth across the sandpaper: "I'm covered with ash. Before I can change my clothes, you lie down first. I'll go to the ear room to wash it."
He escaped from her sight and closed the door of the ear room heavily. His tall body leaned against the door. The scarlet at the bottom of his eyes surged up. The sharp pain tore his heart to pieces.
The past is like a broken chess game. It's hard to look back on the past. At this point, we can't look back, and we can't start over again...
the past is like a broken chess game www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
"Then I won't look at it." Feng Shaojin held her hand again. "Ling Wei, do you remember that you used to climb the mountain with your friends, but you were bitten by a snake. Did I carry you down the mountain?" There was something in Mo Lingwei's empty eyes. A moment later, she recovered her indifferent look and turned her little face to one side: "I don't remember. It should have been a long time ago, right?" She even slowly began to smile, with a little sad smile, and repeated: "I thought I had lived two lives." Last life was a happy time with Feng Shaojin. This life, is with Feng Shaojin together after the doom. She is usually cold and quiet, and seldom smiles when she comes back to him again. He always wanted to tease her, find some way to make her happy, hoping to make her smile. But now he saw that she was really laughing. He stared at her smiling face, which was still gorgeous and moving. When he listened to her words, he felt as if she was going through her heart. He would rather she didn't smile than to see her smile as if she knew her life. He is not willing to ask: "really do not remember?" "I don't remember." "Not at all?" "I can't remember." Mo Ling Wei sighed lightly, seem to have some chagrin of openings: "sorry." I'm sorry what? What's wrong with him? Her answer at the moment seemed to answer a stranger's question. Feng Shaojin's uniform, before she can change it, suddenly seems to be fascinated by the dust. He said in a dumb voice: "what you remember, what you clearly remember, Ling Wei, you clearly remember it in your heart." That night when I was drunk, you clearly said those words to me, mentioned the past when we were together. You were afraid that I would not marry you. You clearly remember that. A drunken heart is clear. Drink and tell the truth. Why don't you admit it. Feng Shaojin clenched her hand, "Ling Wei, can you tell me the truth? You tell me, our past, you have not forgotten, OK?" Mo Lingwei turns her head and looks into his eyes, "OK." "Well?" Feng Shaojin was stunned. "I haven't forgotten our past." Mo Ling Wei said without expression. "Really?" Feng Shaojin is happy in her heart and looks at her in disbelief. "Didn't you ask me to say that?" Mo Ling Wei smoked the finger that he pinched tightly in the palm of her hand, "can you loosen it? You're breaking my finger bones. " Feng Shaojin: --- Feng Shaojin seems to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. It's obviously hot, but she is very cold. He stares at her that pair of misty dark eyes, sharp eyes can no longer see through her. "What else do you want to hear?" Mo Lingwei asked in a light voice, "what else do you want me to say before you let go of my hand? I can say anything you want to hear. " Feng Shaojin, "... Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was biting his back alveolar, and his whole body collapsed. Little by little, he released the soft hand in his palm and stood up slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, like sharp teeth across the sandpaper: "I'm covered with ash. Before I can change my clothes, you lie down first. I'll go to the ear room to wash it." He escaped from her sight and closed the door of the ear room heavily. His tall body leaned against the door. The scarlet at the bottom of his eyes surged up. The sharp pain tore his heart to pieces. The past is like a broken chess game. It's hard to look back on the past. At this point, we can't look back, and we can't start over again... the past is like a broken chess game www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
