A-line big names

Chapter 25

When you are alone, you can't bleed and cry out for pain, turn on the lights if you are afraid of the dark, contact when you miss, let go when you are tired, flatter when you are isolated, and homesick when you are weak.Don't be blinded by the present, after all, you have to grow up.The darkest part of the road will eventually be finished by itself, and the current ones will be left behind by time.So, Ann, don't be afraid.

"An An."

When Cheng Anan woke up from the nightmare, all he saw was pitch darkness.

The window is wide open, and the shadows of the trees outside are outstanding, fluttering with the wind.There is still some light rain drifting into the window, which is cool.

She turned around and threw herself into Qin Mo's arms, trembling slightly from fright.

In fact, it was not a very great nightmare, but the words in the dream were too illusory and appeared too many times, and all those memories deep in her memory were awakened.

She dreamed of her parents, and when she saw her father for the last time, his face was already blurred, and the overwhelming blood color filled all her vision.

She left school as usual that day, and received a call as soon as she walked to the school gate.The police told them that their parents had a car accident on the way back and had a series of collisions.

His father died at the scene and his mother remained unconscious.

She touched her hand, which was icy cold, shockingly cold.

It was still the hottest summer at that time, but she seemed to have traveled directly from summer to winter, and the freezing cold hit the sky and covered the earth.

Her heart seemed to have died that day, and she could no longer feel any beating.

But she couldn't despair, she couldn't abandon her mother.The family's savings were all used on her mother, but her condition never got better. After she followed Qin Mo...

Qin Mo was immediately sent to the best hospital and arranged for the best medical staff. Only then did his mother's condition stabilize, but he never opened his eyes again.

A year later, my mother passed away.

She stood in front of the hospital bed, holding her hand tightly, and kept thinking about the doctor's last words in her ears - "The patient has no will to live, Miss Cheng, please forgive me."

He has no will to survive, because he knows that his father has left, so he doesn't even want her.

She was abandoned by everyone, isn't that so!

She was abandoned by the person closest to her.But she was really sad. What made her more difficult to accept than the fact that her mother had left was being abandoned.

She stood in front of the hospital bed for a whole day and night, neither eating nor drinking.

Until later, Qin Mo forcibly took her out of the ward. He said: "When you are alone, you can't bleed and cry out for pain, turn on the lights if you are afraid of the dark, contact when you miss, let go when you are tired, please you when you are isolated, and be vulnerable. Just homesick. Don’t be blinded by the present, after all, you have to grow up. The darkest part of the road will eventually be completed by yourself, and the present will be left behind by time. So, don’t be afraid, An’an .”

He had never said such a long sentence to her, and there were tiny pieces of light floating in his eyes, which made her feel painful when they flickered.

It took her almost three days to deal with this matter, and when she appeared in front of everyone again, she was already a dazzling superstar of tomorrow.

Qin Mo was involved in her dark past, her most difficult and sad period.

Just like that time, he hugged her and asked, "Cheng An'an, do you regret knowing me?"

How could he regret it? On the contrary, it is because of him that Cheng An'an is today.

If it weren't for Qin Mo, maybe she wouldn't be able to survive that summer.

Qin Mo waited for a while, and seeing that her breathing had become more stable, he raised his hand to pinch her chin, and turned it over to have a look.

There were no tears in his eyes as he expected, but more calmness, the calmness of returning to reality after the nightmare.

He couldn't help frowning, brushed his thumb lightly over her lips, and said softly, "What did you dream about? You're so scared."

Cheng Anan shook her head, only feeling a dry tightness in her throat, she tightly held his pajamas hand, and looked up at him. "I don't regret it, Qin Mo. I never regret it."

Her words came out of nowhere, but Qin Mo immediately understood what she meant, frowned slightly, pressed her head to his chest, and laughed.

"Even if you regret it, I will make you willing." He said firmly, but it made her heart soften.

Her fingertips were still trembling a little, but she was completely at ease in his arms at the moment.

Cheng An'an is actually a contradictory person. She once felt that among all the men in the world, Qin Mo was the one who couldn't give her a sense of security.

She will be afraid that one day he will suddenly turn around and leave, even though she is very strong now, she will still be afraid of losing him.

But at the same time, she can only feel at ease when she is by his side, dreaming back at midnight.

Even if the nightmare strikes, she will no longer be afraid.

Qin Mo is a man whose fate bows before him.

He said that there is nothing he can't do if he only wants to think about it.

Cheng Anan always believed in his words and remained steadfast.

"I dreamed that six years ago, when I was desperate, I dreamed of my dead parents..." She paused, her voice hoarse. "At that time, I felt as if I was abandoned by the whole world. If you pulled me out later, maybe I really couldn't think about it."

Qin Mo was also silent, and the fingers on her shoulder moved lightly. "Good, it's all right."

Cheng Anan trembled all over, and looked up at him.

"Qin Mo..."

She called out in a low voice, and saw him lower his head and bite his chin.

It was rare for her to be so active, completely occupying the active position, so he simply let her go.

Cheng Anan muttered a few times, then glanced at him again, then curled up in his arms and fell asleep.

But he couldn't move his eyes, quietly watching her take a long breath, and the sky outside the window was gradually getting brighter, then he hugged her tightly, hugging her tightly to his chest.

When Fan Xiaoqing came back from using the toilet, she saw her number lying on the luxuriant grass. The cause of death was unknown.

The corner of her brow twitched, furious.

[Private Chat] Qingqing Woxin: Three thousand, have you had enough trouble?
[Private chat] Prosperous three thousand: I won't kill you if you remarry me.

Fan Xiaoqing only felt pain in her forehead, she rubbed her temples, and suddenly felt weak.

[Private chat] Qingqing Woxin: Then I have nothing to tell you.

After all, she blocked the channel and returned to the city to resurrect.

Seeing her hang up in the safe area without saying a word, Qingshi patted her on the shoulder clearly with sympathy, "You are not married to someone, why don't you just go with it?"

Fan Xiaoqing didn't say a word, just looked at the forest in front of her, quietly fascinated.

When I met [Prosperous Three Thousands], Qingqing Woxin was still a trash trumpet, picking up ginseng leaves in the woods to do a task.Just before the last round, I saw a large group of people riding towards this side on horseback.

Before Fan Xiaoqing turned around, the group attack skills released by [Prosperous Three Thousands] were wiped out in seconds. Fan Xiaoqing was sadly reminded now, watching the pop-up resurrection on the table, let alone returning to blue with full blood on the spot, and carrying it With her sharp sword, she slashed at 【Fancy Three Thousand】.

[Prosperous Three Thousands] It's embarrassing to see that you can't be hurt by a single-digit value suddenly on your body.

Turning around, I saw the female swordsman still wearing a novice outfit poking herself with a big knife.She is also smart, knowing to hide behind his back and hide in front of him, the sword has no eyes.

He thought for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked the female swordsman down to the ground and rebuilt it.

At that time, Fan Xiaoqing hadn't seen the sinister human heart, and she had nowhere to use her brute strength, and when the time passed, she would resurrect on the spot and stab him with a sword.

This time [Prosperous Three Thousands] got angry, and immediately fixed himself, dizzy, icy and snowy, and held the person behind him and couldn't move.After the cooldown time of the skills passed, distraction and the freezing weather completely allowed this female swordsman to enjoy the taste of ice and snow in a place where flowers bloom in spring.

When the field battle was over, he looked at the immobile little swordsman behind him, squinted his eyes and asked, "Who lent you the courage to provoke me." At that time, [Three Thousands of Prosperity] looked down on the world and was arrogant.

Fan Xiaoqing didn't know what to do, and snorted stubbornly, "Who would have allowed you to talk to Master in such a tone!"

[Prosperous Three Thousands] Listening to the wind in the woods, I suddenly fell in love with this ignorant female swordsman.

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After this incident, Fan Xiaoqing didn't take it to heart, and continued to live her days of fighting monsters and upgrading.

That day, she had just reached level [-], and she was stuck at the dividing line protected by the system.I saw him galloping over on his horse, and after running for a while,

Suddenly he reined in the reins and looked back.

Fan Xiaoqing shuddered, and instantly remembered who the Great God number not far ahead was.

[Prosperous Three Thousands] When riding a horse back and grabbing Fan Xiaoqing, she smiled wickedly, "You only rose to level [-] in a week?"

Fan Xiaoqing doesn't have any friends in the game, so boring monster-slashing and leveling-up by herself really doesn't arouse her interest, and she only goes online once in a while when she's bored. Naturally, she won't be able to level up many levels in a week.

But [Prosperous Three Thousand]'s disdainful eyes were really flattering, Fan Xiaoqing snorted, turned around and left with her big knife in her hand.

However, it was the words [Prosperous Three Thousands] that completely aroused Fan Xiaoqing's fighting spirit. After get off work, she used her spare time to go online to do tasks, as if she was desperately trying to get Shisan Lang.

After devoting her energy to the game, Fan Xiaoqing's level-up speed rose like a rocket. When she crossed the full-level boundary and stood in front of [Prosperous Three Thousand] a week later, she suddenly woke up.

This guy is waiting for her to escape the protection of the system to kill her...

The female swordsman has high attack and high defense, and is the most needed meat shield in the guild. After reaching the full level, the guild will naturally rush to get it.Fan Xiaoqing was stubborn, other gangs joined the gang of [Prosperous Three Thousand] without hesitation, and followed the dungeon to fight against monsters every day.

So [Prosperity Three Thousand] got angry, and after the group was destroyed again that day, he grabbed Fan Xiaoqing, just like the first time they met, she was stunned and fixed her firmly.

He put his arms around his chest and stood a head taller than her, standing in front of her and asked with a cold face: "Who gave you the guts to hold me back?"

Fan Xiaoqing just pretended to be stupid, "My novice account only rose to level 20 in a week. This skill is not something I can delay if I want to."

[Prosperous Three Thousands] When she was interrupted by her words, she stopped.

This vengeful little girl.

(End of this chapter)