Chapter 848

On the same day, Gong Moyan returned home, or Xiao Pei kissing her in his mind, lingering.

She couldn't be free at all. She could only go to her room and start packing and prepare to go to Ningguo.

This time she went to college, her mother was very worried, and brought her a lot of food. In fact, she only needed to bring some clothes.

She littered her clothes and put them all year round in the trunk.

As a result, all four of the suitcases at home were full, and her mother downstairs prepared them for her.

In the evening, gongmoyan took a bath and went to see his mobile phone. Xiao Pei didn't reply.

She thought, maybe he went home and fell asleep. Don't ordinary people sleep when they are drunk?

Although think so, but that night palace Mo smoke still insomnia.

It was midnight before I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright.

Gong Moyan can't wait to open the mobile phone and see an unread text message.

Her heart can't help but jump, want to open immediately, but some fear is the negative answer.

Yesterday was her first kiss. She thought that if he was willing to kiss her, it should mean that she was different in his mind?

At least, he didn't think of her as a child.

Take a deep breath, the palace Mo smoke point open news.

There is a short paragraph --

"Moyan, I'm sorry yesterday. I'm sorry. Although it's no use apologizing, I still want to say that I did that to you yesterday just because I drank. At that time, I had only physical desire. Hope, nothing else. "

Gong Moyan opened her eyes and read the message back and forth several times. Her fingers pinched the phone tightly and touched the shutdown button, which prompted her to ask if she was shutting down.

She let go, with a lot of effort.

Her eyes were a little fuzzy, so it was easy for her to unlock the phone again, shaking her fingers and typing.

In a simple sentence, Gong Mo Yan played for several minutes to succeed: "I know, I won't disturb you again."

Then, she began to search their SMS records, so many of them were sent by her, but he only sent one. At that time, he finally replied to her with a happy new year half a year later.

Palace Mo smoke eyes continue to blur, she constantly wipe, until all the news read three times.

Finally, she exits the interface, cuts out the entire conversation, and then the "XP" contact.

The mobile phone was thrown to one side. At this moment, Gong Moyan felt something deep buried in her heart. She was forced to dig it out. The pain made her cramp and peel marrow, and her flesh and blood were blurred.

She thought that from the age of 11, she had been dreaming until she was 18. For seven years, it was time to wake up.

She tried to keep herself from crying, but her tears seemed to have opened and kept rolling down.

She went to the balcony, to see their own small potted plants, potted green, very vibrant appearance.

Palace Mo smoke hoarse voice choked: "I will not be so silly."

She just finished saying, put on the side of the light wing on the mouth: "Mo Yan, are you in a bad mood?"

She analyzed her voice. The vibration frequency was very low, with nasal sound, and it was obviously crying.

Palace Mo smoke low ridicule: "you can hear, it seems that I am in a bad state now!"

Light wing but way: "I tell you a story!"

After that, she began to say, "once upon a time, there was a monk who raised a lot of pigs. Monks don't eat meat. Why raise pigs? Because... "

Palace Mo smoke listen, gradually stop crying, looking at the small delicate light wing, light voice way: "light wing, thank you."

At this moment, she thought that when she entered the University, she should make great efforts to create intelligent robots like light wings and bring happiness to them.

Although her love is frustrated, there are always many imperfections in her life. She can learn to accept the imperfection, because she can find happiness from other places.

On that day, the palace Mo smoke applied for a while, this just went out of the room.

As usual, she ate at home, chatted with her mother and grandmother, and finally sorted out all the things.

That night, song Ziheng sent her a message, saying that it was time to meet her at the airport.

But Lao Wu has already gone to Ningcheng university two days in advance to go through the relevant procedures.

He did not move, still standing there, eyes locked over there.

Suddenly, just walked into the palace Moyan suddenly fold back, looking at the direction of the hall.

Xiao Pei felt his heart pounded by some kind of emotion. He held his breath and was nervous for a moment.

And palace Mo smoke seems to just forget something, so after folding back, took it and left again.

At that moment, the air was drawn back to the chest again by the lungs, but Schopper felt a little lack of oxygen.

His nameless girl, who had warmed him, left.

Maybe next time she comes back, she will never see him again, never in her life.Xiao Pei stayed in the airport for a long time before leaving. He still had a headache today and could not drive. Although he was going to die, he was also responsible for the cars and pedestrians on the road, so he took a taxi again.

The driver likes to chat. After chatting with Xiao PEI for a few words, he saw that the other party didn't want to talk, but he felt that the car was too quiet and stuffy, so he turned on the radio music.

A man's voice echoed in the quiet carriage --

"the promise is left on the overpass after breaking up, you turn left and I turn right. Tears it with countless question marks, youth is not old, love first escape. Loneliness built a nest in the bottom of my heart, memories spread throughout the body of cells. How much personal experience can be chatted, only to retain the protagonist I think

"When I meet you again, please say hello first. I'm afraid I will give you a hug if I can't control it. It's only out of politeness to say hello. It's your pride to be a good person. "

"If I don't see you again, I'd like to say hello, though I don't know if you're doing well. The deepest concern may also be poison. Why bother with the past sentimental interruptions... "

In his more than 20 years, Xiao Pei loves learning, working and sports, but he seems to have no influence on literature and art.

But at this moment, hearing the slightly vicissitudes of the lyrics, his eyes are the back of the palace Moyan left, for a moment, tears pouring.

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