fall in love with dancing prince

Chapter 43
The words came out, suddenly relieved.

She knew Qian Nian would understand, but so what?Chatting with strangers, especially in the private chat channels of this game world, even the chat records will not be left.These obscure things, if you tell them, they will disappear tomorrow, there is nothing to be afraid of.

While comforting herself in this way in her heart, she waited for the reply from the other side.

Xiao Mo thought in his heart that he might comfort, reason, or even go offline suddenly, but the only thing he didn't expect was that the so-called cute things can suddenly act cute at inappropriate times.

Qian Nian suddenly went out to change into a pink pajamas, and then went back to the game room, and said in a light pink doll body: "My lady, don't say that! No one knows how to answer you anymore!"

"..." Forgive her, she really wanted to hold back, but the corners of Naihe's mouth twitched, and then he typed out such a line, "Mo Ranqiannian, are you a man after all? Miss you like this It's really scary to suddenly roll around and be so cute that you almost kneel down and beg for support!"

Afterwards, Qiannian obediently changed back into the handsome little suit, with dark blue Times New Roman script, and said, "I'm really sorry, actually I had a brain twitch just now..."

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for Lin Xiaomo to beat his chest and feet alone in the 328 dormitory.

She should have been mentally prepared a long time ago - how could this bastard who looked like Su Yang never tease her from the beginning to the end.For the bastard world, not bullying others for 5 minutes is probably already a god-defying thing.

In the cold winter season, Lin Xiaomo nestled in the small and warm dormitory, sweating unceasingly.She flung herself around the floor to show her displeasure, breathing and breathing and breathing until she was sure she was more or less calm before sitting down in front of the computer again.

Just now, he had planned to deal with the bastard Qiannian with the same countermeasures, but found that he was offline, and what accompanied him was an unread email that was silently lying on his back in the mailbox and kept flashing.

Gently click on it, and you can see the earnestness, gentleness and simplicity flowing between the lines.

"Xiao Mo, this is the first time I try to talk to you in the way you like.

In fact, there is only one thing I want to say -

In this already doomed entanglement, if he never cared, why should you make things difficult for yourself and your love.

Above, I hope you can understand. "

She didn't know how many times she read the short letter.

After turning off the computer, Xiao Mo threw himself heavily into the soft top quilt of the dormitory bed.She closed her eyes forcefully, and told herself to seriously experience this inexplicable chaos, that feeling, in fact, resembled the most insurmountable darkness before dawn.But it seems that as long as you can firmly wait for a ray of light, then you can embrace the bright sunny day.

Although it was pitch black in front of my eyes, my thoughts seemed to have life, entangled one by one in the depths of my mind, and finally gathered together, condensing into shallow words.

In this already doomed entanglement, if he never cared, why should you make things difficult for yourself and your love.

She kept silently chanting this sentence, which seemed to be very comforting and very vigilant, until she fell asleep in the chaos.

When he woke up the next day, Xiao Mo seemed to follow Mo Ranqiannian's intentions and figured out something, so Mao Sai suddenly realized that life should not go on in such a chaotic way.

Classmate Lin Xiaomo, who got up neatly to wash up and then fluttered out with his professional course handouts, had a specious smile all over his face.She didn't know what she was laughing at, but she suddenly felt that maybe many seemingly powerless things turned out to be miraculous, as if waking up overnight, everything turned around.

Facing the orange sun rising at nine o'clock, Xiao Mo half-closed his eyes and paced towards Ningyuan Building, feeling as lazy as a stray cat that just woke up from sleep.

She wanted to give herself the last bit of time to muster up her courage, and then began to promise her small expectations, expecting to meet someone in the classroom of Ningyuan Building.

She definitely didn't come to this once familiar study room with great interest because of a sudden impulse.Xiao Mo himself knows that what touches the heart most easily is not the magnificence of the confession, the deep love and affection on Zhonglin Mountain, or even the gentleness of water in the fresh fruit baby room, but it is precisely the every time in Ningyuan Tower. The voice and smile when playing.

When a person completely withdraws himself from another person's life, the deepest thoughts left by him are precisely the seemingly innocuous laughter and quarrels in daily life.

Those vivid memories always appeared in the depths of her mind at the right or inappropriate time, occupying her soul that she tried to dodge but failed to return like a cocoon.

Walking along the sunny corridor to the door of the former study room, when she saw the familiar figure in the last row of the study room by the window, it seemed that suddenly warm water vapor filled her eyes.

Perhaps this is the only time, she looked up at the direction of the ceiling, so hard to hold back the sourness in her heart not to let the tears fall.Then, she took the initiative to walk over and quietly sat beside him.

Originally, she didn't speak because she couldn't bear to disturb him, but to her surprise, Xiao Mo clearly saw that Su Yang's right hand, which was originally writing a quick book, suddenly stopped, and because of this, the tip of the ballpoint pen rubbed abruptly on the paper.

Somehow, this scene suddenly left an indelible mark on Xiao Mo's heart, which made her feel unbearable and guilty, and felt that the boy who loved her had actually endured more amidst all these disturbances.

Although in the past she always thought willfully that those tolerances should be taken for granted, and always stubbornly attributed unfulfilled promises to his fickleness, but at least at this moment, when Su Yang was stunned because of her by her side , Xiao Mo understood a lot.

Maybe all along, the one who made the mistake was himself.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was writing hard at the end of the semester, Lin Xiaomo used the hiss of the nib rubbing against the paper to cover up the throbbing in his heart, and also covered up the slight sensation when she held his hand. sound.

For a long while, Su Yang didn't move, but let her fingertips brush the skin on the back of her hand, exuding a trace of warmth in winter.

Seeing that he refused to respond for a long time, Xiao Mo was also a little impatient. He couldn't help moving his fingertips upwards, acted like a baby, and tentatively tugged on Su Yang's cuff.

If there is no response, talk again; if there is still no response, continue to talk; if there is no response, she does not believe that Su Yang's stubbornness will last longer than her own stupidity!

This tenacity that suddenly rose from nowhere finally succeeded in getting back Su Yang's attention. Looking at his eyes, Xiao Mo could almost conclude that the words hidden below Su Yang's throat and above his atrium were—unexpectedly The time has passed, and you are still the stupid look of "the star will die if you don't toss for 3 minutes".

And Xiao Mo was obviously not satisfied with the eyes that seemed to be warming up the atmosphere, she continued to hold on to Su Yang's cuffs persistently, and the long-lost little sister's posture was put on the stage again.

She reached out and snatched the pen in his hand, and wrote crookedly on the paper - pack up your things and follow me, go right now!

He asked - For what?give me a reason.

She replied - I think about it.

Su Yang suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, as if he was a prickly pear that made her bitter and bitter, and she suddenly thought about being magnanimous, thinking that it's okay to prick her hand occasionally, at least she can help spit out a few mouthfuls of fresh oxygen properly.

Too lazy to argue with her, Su Yang packed up his books and walked out of the study room. He didn't give her any warmth or coldness. He was so calm and just right.

Xiao Mo curled his lips, picked up the ballpoint pen he had left on the desk in a self-defeating way, and hurriedly followed.

When she came to the corridor, Su Yang had already walked a long way.

Sister Lin Xiaotai followed angrily, and after catching up, she walked side by side for a long time without saying a word, and the two walked out of Ningyuan Tower together in a very magical way of getting along.

Of course, the atmosphere will not always be weird. After all, it was Lin Xiaomo who spoke first.Although the expression was still very similar to the bitterness and hatred of the charter wife when she couldn't get the money, her tone was calm and gentle.

She said, "Su Yang, don't go so fast, I can't keep up."

The boy suddenly stopped in his tracks, and she also hurriedly braked the car.

Su Yang turned his head to look at her. Although his heart was already full of entangled feelings of "Lin Xiaomo, what are you going to do if your expression and tone are wrong?", but the words he said were not so vivid and three-dimensional "Follow" what I do."

Not a question, but a statement.No impatience, no anticipation.These six short words are so cold that they seem to have no temperature, as if they cannot touch any texture.

"..." Xiao Mo opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to answer for a while.

Su Yang didn't ask any further questions, but added on his own: "If there's nothing else, that's it."

that's all?When he heard these words, Xiao Mo suddenly and clearly felt the pain coming from a corner of his heart.

She didn't want to let it go, really, she didn't want to.

Su Yang turned around and continued walking, her footsteps were certain that she didn't want to see.Why didn't he have the slightest nostalgia or panic, why suddenly, she became the only one who couldn't let go of the past.

If this is the case, Xiao Mo can obediently stay in place and perform the sad scenes in the TV series, such as "I shed tears watching his fading back", or "slumped down on the cold ground, crying bitterly." I can't help myself", then she is not Lin Xiaomo anymore.

(End of this chapter)