Chapter 446

The street park near 11 p.m. was almost empty. Mu Qingqing ran for three blocks to buy some rescue medicine for moliancheng. As a result, no pharmacy was still open. Finally, I had to find a can of iced soda and orange flavor in a 24-hour convenience store.

Mo Liancheng is leaning on the back of the park bench, closing his eyes, feeling the cool wind across the sideburns. For a long time, he didn't hang out with Mu Qingqing in the park, chatting for a while.

Of course, the premise is that if Mo Liancheng just did not pretend to be drunk and dizzy, then at this moment, Mu Qingqing may have been lying in the bathtub of her bedroom reading magazines and listening to music.

After 15 minutes, moliancheng felt extremely long. Finally, Mu Qingqing's figure flashed in front of him. Before Mo Liancheng enters the play, a can of ice cold soda can is still roughly still in the chest of Molian city. A sharp chill is like a current, which instantly wakes up Mo Liancheng.

"Wow, what the hell are you doing..." No, suddenly jumped up from the bench and glared at Mu Qingqing.

"Help you sober up, how about it? Are you awake in an instant now?" Mu Qingqing is evil smile, pick eyebrow to say. While speaking, he leaned down and put his face in front of Mo Liancheng and observed for a moment, "are you drunk?"

Mo Liancheng then reflected that he made a play, and his body was suddenly paralyzed. He just leaned on Mu Qingqing's shoulder and rubbed up, "my head is really dizzy. I drink too much..."

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips, and her expression became meaningful. She already knew the trick of Mo Liancheng. She had already felt a trace of something wrong from just now on. Moliancheng has always been a good drinker and will never faint like this with a few glasses of red wine.

The night is beautiful. It has been six years since Mu Qingqing leaned on the back of her chair. It was the honeymoon after their marriage. The night scene was much more beautiful than that in the street park. Unfortunately, at that time, the attention of Molian city was always on work, and even the honeymoon was rarely with Mu Qingqing What kind of communication is like completing a task.

Six years later, however, the two people have undergone earth shaking changes at such a time.

"You know, in my second year in prison, I got emotional illness." Mu Qingqing suddenly opened her mouth. Even she didn't know why she would talk about it at this time. This is a secret hidden in Mu Qingqing's heart. For so many years, even if it is a strange thing, we have never known what happened in the year when Mu Qingqing refused to visit.

Mo Liancheng's heart was fierce, like a sudden shower of rain, instantly let himself sober. He sat up straight and looked at Mu Qingqing without trace, but he could not see Mu Qingqing's expression clearly under the shadow of the dark lamp. The shadow on his side covered her delicate and small facial features, but it seemed that he was swallowed up by the darkness, which made Mo Liancheng feel a little sad.

During his four years in prison, Mu Qingqing always stuck in the heart of moliancheng like a thorn. He always tried every means to make up for his guilt. But no matter how hard we try, we still can't cover the deep wound.

"Qing Qing..." Mo Liancheng called Mu Qingqing, but he didn't seem to make a substantive sound. His throat seemed to be sealed, and he choked his breath with a breath stuck in the middle.

Mu Qingqing didn't look at Mo Liancheng, but went on talking about himself.

In that year, Mu Qingqing's mood suddenly became cloudy and uncertain. She would lose her temper and throw the plate on the ground when she was eating. She would also pinch her skin with her fingernails when she was alone, until there were bloodstains. That year, she began to lose control of her grief and joy, and did not know the difference between crying and laughing.

Later, the prison began to arrange psychological treatment for mu Qingqing. At first, the effect was not ideal, even repeated or even more serious.

Fortunately, Mu Qingqing's subconscious did not give up on herself. After the 127th treatment, Mu Qingqing made progress. She clearly remembered how she got through every day of the year. Hatred can make people ferocious and terrifying, and can turn people into demons.

And Mu Qingqing is the one who climbed up from the hell, so she is so strong.

The color of the moon became dark, and a dark cloud that drifted by inadvertently blocked the front. Mo Liancheng clearly saw that under the weak street lamp, Mu Qingqing's shoulder trembled slightly. Suddenly, he remembered why Mu Qingqing asked Mo Liancheng to let go of the abnormal illegitimate food in the old area of the north of the city.

Originally, Mo Liancheng just thought that Mu Qingqing didn't want to make a big fuss before he gave up. Now it seems that the answer is not what Mo Liancheng thinks. It is because Mu Qingqing was once troubled by emotional nightmare and kidnapped, so she felt the same.

It may also be because of this that Mu Qingqing became so excited when she saw Su Yuanshan in the mental hospital.

In these things, Mu Qingqing is not so noble as to be a savior, she just saw her shadow, so clear.

Mo Liancheng can't listen any more. He reaches for mu Qingqing's arm and takes her into his arms. She hugged Mu Qingqing very hard, as if she would disappear."Stop talking, Qing Qing..." Mo Liancheng didn't dare to listen again, because every time Mu Qingqing mentioned those four years, he felt like a knife was gouging out his heart.

Mu Qingqing sighed deeply. On the one hand, she really put down that tragic and dark memory. On the other hand, she just wanted to prove to Molian city that she also gave up hatred, and that's all.

Mo Liancheng took off his coat and wrapped up Mu Qingqing. "I know that nothing can compensate you for your suffering, but I'm willing to spare no effort to make it up, as long as you give me a chance to be nice to you."

"What is this?" Mu Qingqing is startled by a strange feeling on his finger. When he raises his hand and looks at it, he finds that Mo Liancheng is actually talking and puts the pull ring of the can on Mu Qingqing's ring finger.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mu Qingqing is amused by Mo Liancheng's childish behavior, but he doesn't take off the pull ring on his hand.

"I know you won't agree, but it doesn't matter. I'll often ask you to marry me. I don't have time to wear a ring now. I'll have to make do with this one! " Mo Liancheng said, shaking the soda can in his hand, looking up to drink.