C255 She is his only antidote

She is his only antidote

Xiao Yan muttered to himself in such a low voice. Naturally, the sleeping Qiao Mo on the sofa heard nothing.

Xiao Yan glanced at the opened window. The night wind was cold and cold, she was lying on the sofa asleep without a blanket on her body.

The man frowned slightly, as if he was silently blaming her for not taking care of himself.

He got up and bent down to pick her up.

At this moment, Qiao Mo was awoken by his actions.

Her body was already a bit heavy. She was carrying twins, which was already much heavier than an embryo. Plus, she was already seven years pregnant.

When Xiao Yan hugged her, his arms seemed to be straining.

Qiao Mo opened her drowsy eyes. Within his hazy vision, it seemed like an illusion. It was actually Xiao Yan's swaying face …

"Ah Yan...?"

Qiao Mo reached out and touched the outline of his real handsome face. The feeling of his hand was so real, so real that she could almost feel her temperature, and his breath.

He … He really came back?

Xiao Yan walked steadily while carrying her up the stairs. Throughout the entire process, he did not lower his eyes nor respond to her.

Qiao Mo couldn't tell if this was real or a dream, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall.

"Ah Yan, is that really you …?"

When Xiao Yan carried her up to her room, and placed her on the bed in the darkness, he said in a low voice, "Don't sleep in the living room from now on, be careful not to catch a cold."

Perhaps no one would carry her from the living room to the bedroom.

If she couldn't take good care of herself, there really wouldn't be anyone who could take good care of her in his place.

After Xiao Yan placed her body on the bed, he turned around. It was unknown what he wanted to do, but Qiao Mo was suddenly shocked and his small hands suddenly grabbed onto his large hands.

"Don't go."

Even if it's just a dream, let this dream of reunion last a little longer.

If it was the truth, then it was even more impossible for her to let go of him.

Xiao Yan was also frozen. His back was facing her and his steps paused.

As Qiao Mo grabbed onto his hand, as if she was really afraid that he would run away again, she got up from the bed with difficulty and hugged his back.

Her hands hugged his waist so tightly.

"Ah Yan, don't go …"

She had so many things to say to him, so many questions that were buried deep within her heart. She wanted to ask him thoroughly and thoroughly to get an answer.

Xiao Yan wanted to pull away her little hand, but she was holding it too tightly, or perhaps … He didn't have the courage to push her away again.

Every time he pushed her away, it was as if he had spent all of his determination and courage to push her away.

Xiao Yan was a very good at rejecting others, but after meeting Qiao Mo, he didn't want to refuse, he wouldn't refuse, and he even more so couldn't bear to refuse.

Xiao Yan was a person who was obsessed with cleanliness and would find it difficult to serve him, but after meeting Qiao Mo, Qiao Mo ate his chopsticks and used his bowl, but he did not even bat an eyelid.

Qiao Mo leaned on his skinny back and closed her eyes, hot tears rolling down her cheeks.

He was thinner, much thinner.

"Ah Yan, tell me, why did you push me away?"

Xiao Yan did not speak, he only remained silent and was hugged by the person behind him.

Qiao Mo's sobbing tone was heavy, as she enunciated each word clearly: "Don't lie to me, don't say that you don't love me anymore. I don't believe it, I don't believe it …"

These days, she had thought of a lot of things and watched a lot of their photos and videos. In those details, Qiao Mo could not see any signs that Xiao Yan was bored with her or that he was not in love with her.

"Why would you give me that video after you go to Yunnan?"

When Xiao Yan did things, he was never an unreasonable person. There must be a reason, right?

Qiao Mo choked on her sobs, "We are husband and wife, I said before that we might not be able to be together forever, but for the next fifty years, we should always be together. That video, why also want to copy a copy for me as a souvenir? Have you already planned to leave me? "

"... I didn't plan it, and I'm not as thorough as you think. Qiao Mo, you're really thinking too much. "

There were no ripples or emotion in Xiao Yan's voice as he calmly refuted Qiao Mo's question.

Qiao Mo shook his head, "No, you have already thought of all the possible routes for us to take, including your journey to New York City, which would last us more than twenty days. You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"I just don't know how to face you. It wasn't premeditated."

"You are … If you didn't plan this beforehand, you wouldn't have gone to find me and restrained yourself from thinking about me. Tell me, why did you repeatedly tell me that you were going on a business trip abroad and that if you didn't love me, you wouldn't have come to Little Fatso's wedding to save me? If you didn't love me, you wouldn't have hugged and kissed me like you did the night before Vienna …" Ah Yan, tell me, why? "

Qiao Mo had never been a woman who wanted to get to the bottom of things, but all the way until Xiao Yan left her and left her, she kept on trying to get to the bottom of this matter.

She gave up her pride again and again to ask.

It was only because he loved her too much.

"Little Mo, if I were to tell you that even if I love you, I might … I don't have a lifetime to give it to you, but even so, you still want to follow me? "

Qiao Mo's arms hugged even tighter as she buried her entire face deep into his back, "What life, what future? I want to live it now, Xiao Yan, I want to live it with you. Do you hear me? "

Some love did not need to be obtained, even from afar, it was fine to look at her happiness. These words were clearly a lie.

These words that could not be said while standing were written by those literary youths who had never truly loved a person in their lives and had not been forced to such a state. They were all lies.

If you really love someone but can't be with them, that would be the most unfortunate thing in your life.

Qiao Mo didn't want to let go, and didn't want to separate from Xiao Yan.

After an unknown amount of time, it was so long that even Qiao Mo herself felt that it was impossible for Xiao Yan to answer her.

In the darkness, Xiao Yan faintly replied, "Mn."

He promised her that for the time being. With her.

So long, so long, so deep a yearning, like a cough, can no longer bear it.

In this world, there were two things that could never be fooled. One was to love a person, and the other was to cough.

After meeting Qiao Mo, Xiao Yan felt like he had caught a severe cold, and was unable to recover after a long time of treatment. His condition grew worse and worse, and only she was's antidote.

That soft, to the point of silence, caused Qiao Mo's entire body to tremble.

She nervously asked, "You will watch the birth of our child, accompany me to the maternity exam, and accompany me to the hospital, right?"

— Yes, he would try, try, try. Let him live a little longer.

A little longer.

If he could, he would think a lot and accompany her as she slowly aged.

Qiao Mo cried like a child. The emotions that Xiao Yan had accumulated until now, seemed to have reached a peak as he turned around and tightly hugged Qiao Mo in his arms.

His thin lips carried a hint of cool temperature, but when it landed on her forehead, Qiao Mo felt an incomparable sense of security.

Qiao Mo cried and said, "How scared I am to actually divorce you, do you know that? I've been waiting here for you. You know how scared I am. Are you sure you'll never come back? "

She had thought about it before. If he really did not return in a lifetime, she would not be able to find him. Then, what would the result be?

Was he regretting it for the rest of his life?

Or perhaps, would he just die out of hatred?

"Don't cry."

Qiao Mo raised her head slightly, and looked at his calm face through the glimmer of light in the darkness. "Tell me, how long are you going to stay by my side this time, or how long do you need to start changing your mind?"

"... "I don't know."

If he could, he wished that he could continue to stay by her side and accompany her in doing what she wanted to do. Even if it was just watching her silently, occasionally hugging her and allowing her to act like a spoiled child in his arms.

It was so extravagant that even he didn't dare to think too much about it.

Qiao Mo clenched her fingers tightly, "You don't know how scared I am. When I wake up tomorrow morning, you would disappear again, just like a dream."

Will he disappear tomorrow?

Qiao Mo didn't know.

Perhaps, even Xiao Yan himself did not know the answer.

He really didn't have the strength or the courage to leave her again. This time, he would stay by her side for a little longer.

Qiao Mo pulled his big hands, and covered her bulging stomach. She stared at him with teary eyes: "Touch, your child already knows how to kick my stomach, are you really willing to part with them?"

Actually, when Qiao Mo was about to be pregnant for six months, she had already felt the feeling of a baby moving inside her stomach.

However, at that time, all of her heart was on Xiao Yan's body and she wanted to chase after his footsteps. She also wanted to share this joy with him, but he didn't want her, pushed her away, and even abandoned her.

She did not have the chance to share this joy with him.

Xiao Yan's big hand that was covering her lower abdomen was practically trembling.

That place was their child, and it was also the place where they would live for the rest of their lives.

But Xiao Yan probably did not have the chance to hear them call him "Daddy".

Qiao Mo cried and bit her finger, not wanting to let out any more sobs.

Xiao Yan held her in his arms and comforted her, "Alright, I won't leave, don't cry anymore."

The last thing he wanted to see was her crying.

When she cried, there was nothing he could do. It was as if his heart was filled with thorns as he lightly breathed in pain.

Qiao Mo tightly gripped onto his shirt, "Are you for real …?"

Like a child, with a promise.

"Well, really."

But this time, he was probably going to go back on his word.

… ….

After Xiao Yan consoled Qiao Mo well enough, Qiao Mo did not let go, as if he was afraid that would leave at any time.

Xiao Yan didn't eat anything while he was on the plane. Hugging her, he said softly, "Little Mo, I'm hungry."

Qiao Mo was completely awake at the moment, her only focus was on him.

She said, "What do you want to eat? Dumplings or noodles? "Or is it fried rice?"

In the fridge, there were dumplings, noodles and rice. They could be eaten just by messing around.

Xiao Yan's chin, lightly touched her heart, and sighed: "Boil the dumplings."

He wanted to eat the dumplings she had made herself.

"Alright."