Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

  Chapter 392 The Only Light Once

   "If you want to do it, you can beat me up when you go back at night, but you can't do it right now. I'm afraid you'll hit me too hard and I won't be able to go back."

  Feng Xun no longer spoke, she turned her head and did not look at Mo Qianqiu.

   "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

   "Because I was thinking, aren't you lame? Why are you still standing up?"

   "Oh," Mo Qianqiu said with a light smile, "Whenever I want to stand up, I can do it at any time, but it takes some effort, and I'm too lazy on weekdays."

   What he said was an understatement, but if it wasn't for someone who knew him very well, he would never know how much it would take to get him to stand up from a wheelchair in a short period of time.

   Feng Xun turned his head blankly.

   When she turned her head, she happened to meet Mo Qianqiu's face.

  The distance between the two of them was very close, so close that Feng Xun's body tensed.

   She still wanted to continue, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was not Mo Qianqiu's opponent for the time being, so she gave up.

   "Mo Qianqiu, what are you going to do?"

  Feng Xun came out angrily and asked.

   This time, Mo Qianqiu did not answer Feng Xun.

   His hand lifted Feng Xun's head, pulled her whole body into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

   Mo Qianqiu's embrace was very warm, even... a little familiar...

  Feng Xun's body was a little stiff, she always felt that there seemed to be such warmth somewhere.

   warmed her cold world...

   But when exactly, she couldn't remember.

  Feng Xun clenched her fists tightly, she gritted her teeth, her whole body trembled, as if she was going to try her best to recall this warmth...

   "Summer?"

  Mo Qianqiu finally realized that something was wrong with Feng Xun. When he lowered his eyes, what he saw was a wet face.

   From the day he met Feng Xun, her flamboyant and domineering temperament was engraved in his heart.

   is a good medicine to soothe him to sleep every day.

   But he has never seen Feng Xun like this, this is not the one he remembered.

   "What happened?"

Mo Qianqiu was a little panicked, and he was at a loss: "I was too impulsive just now, I saw you come to draw a boat for fun, and I couldn't control it for a while, Xun'er, I can bear if you want to kick me, but... …”

boom!

  Feng Xun suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Mo Qianqiu's shirt, and pulled him in front of him.

  The girl's eyes were fixed on him, as if to find something on his face.

"who are you?"

  Thousands of years ago, she died suddenly and unexpectedly. In the thousand years after her death, her soul has been alone, without friends, and even the milk bag is not around.

   Her whole world is cold.

   But in that cold world, there was once a light that shone on her life and made her no longer lonely.

   But when she was reborn, she forgot where the light came from, and even more forgot who the light that warmed her was!

   She kept telling the milk bag that she didn't care.

   But how could she... Really don't care!

   That was the only light when she was at her darkest!

   "Summer..."

  Mo Qianqiu looked at the current Feng Xun and wanted to speak out for safety, but he found that he didn't understand anything.

   What he knows is not as good as the cat.

   This feeling made him very helpless, so helpless that he wanted to take away the memory of the cat.

   But when he thought of how important that cat was to Feng Xun, he abruptly suppressed the thought.

   Don't know her?

   No problem.

   In the future, he will have enough time to get to know him.

  At least...he got to outrun the cat.

   (end of this chapter)