The Secret Service Princess is in trouble again

Chapter 637 Pregnant with a baby [4]

"Stupid, hold the paper kite up a bit, don't cling to it—"

Jun Wuxie followed her advice.

Running back and forth, Luo Qingyue looked at Jun Wuxie and laughed wordlessly.

The kite finally flew under the blue sky with the efforts of two people.

Luo Qingyue held the spool and rewound the thread from time to time.

Jun Wuxie came to her side, and together with her, they held the spool and fell backwards.

"Wuxie, do you know that before, I liked to put paper kites very much. In the teacher's gate, there were masters, elders, senior sisters and brother-in-laws. At that time, I felt that I was the happiest.

Carefree, like a piece of white paper, with only the word 'happy' written on it.

However, since I met you, I realized that the previous happiness seemed to be missing something.

When I am with you, I feel very solid and at ease, different from the previous happiness, but happier than before.

When I met you, I was like a paper kite in our hands, drawn by a thread, so that I would not get lost in the vast sky, nor be alone. "

Jun Wuxie frowned, and tightened her grip on the spool of thread, and at the same time, tightened her grip on Luo Qingyue's hand, "Qingyue, don't you think the kite that cuts the thread will fly farther?

The whole sky will be where the kite goes, no one will stop it. "

He knew that Luo Qingyue was not the original Luo Qingyue, so the teacher she mentioned, he naturally thought it was her former home.

A hint of bitterness appeared on Luo Qingyue's lips, "But it still fell in the end.

No matter how high it flies, without the traction of the thread, it will only fall in helplessness until it is destroyed. "

'Ka——' a subtle sound came in the air.

Luo Qingyue turned her head to look at Jun Wuxie in disbelief, "Wuxie, you."

Jun Wuxie cut off the ball of thread in his hand with one hand, and the paper kite flying in midair disappeared with the wind, flying higher and higher, farther and farther away. "Qingyue, just let the kite soar and fly by itself, wouldn't it be great?"

"Not good, not good!" Luo Qingyue let go of the spool in her hand, looked at Jun Wuxie, and said word by word: "Without thread, the kite will disappear, do you know that?"

"But at least it's free, isn't it?" Jun Wuxie smiled bitterly.

"So what about freedom? No matter how free your heart is, it's not a good thing."

"Qingyue, don't be so persistent, what should go will go sooner or later, what should disappear will always disappear."

"I won't, did you hear me, I won't let him disappear—" Luo Qingyue stepped back, mist accumulated in her eyes, she bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the tears.

"Qingyue—" She stepped back, and he moved forward.

However, Luo Qingyue seemed to be disheartened, and she just wanted to prevent Jun Wuxie from touching her.

Because of the pain in his heart, he simply turned around and wanted to run away.

But Jun Wuxie hugged her tightly from behind.

"Qingyue, listen to me, no matter what happens in the future, you must go on strong."

Luo Qingyue raised her head slightly, only in this way, the tears would not fall down so quickly.

Listening to Jun Wuxie's words, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched by an invisible big hand, maybe if she was not careful, it would be broken——

"Qingyue, show off your previous vigor, in this world, you don't rely on anyone, you only rely on yourself."

"I don't want it, I don't want it." Luo Qingyue held back tears, her voice hoarse, "I don't want to be alone."

(End of this chapter)