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Chapter 150 Take Me Home

"Take me home." Without any foreshadowing, without any superfluous words, just one sentence made An Ziqing's heart boil, he didn't care about anything, he wanted to go to her in the middle of the night, just dressed The shoes thought of her body again, and finally calmed down.

He called back the number again, and Mo Xiaoli stared blankly at the calling number. The ringtone of the phone had already changed, and it became "If We Can Meet Again", which is very popular on the Internet recently.

She didn't know who set the ringtone, but she was always involuntarily immersed in the melancholy singing.

"If we can meet again, I would like to wait for you to remain the same for a thousand years..." The bell rang again and again, very persistent, with a posture of not giving up as long as she didn't answer.

Mo Xiaoli finally picked up the phone and called him softly, "Brother Qingqing."

"A Li." An Ziqing called her from the other end, paused for a while and then said, "I can't take you home."

Mo Xiaoli bit her lower lip, tears rolled in her eyes, it turned out that he still didn't like her, he said he couldn't take her home, and she remembered when he was very young, he looked at her crying and hated her Said: "Hey, this sister is really disgusting."

He always hated her, so he didn't want to take her back, so he didn't want to save her when she was in a car accident.

An Ziqing couldn't hear the response from that side for a long time, and he called her over there again: "A Li, A Li..."

Over and over again, with a gentle voice.

"I'm here." Mo Xiaoli's voice was thickly nasal, and tears had already rolled down his face.

An Ziqing heard the abnormality in her voice, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Hmph, are you going to call me a crybaby again?" Mo Xiaoli blurted out this sentence.

Both of them were stunned, as if they were back in the past again, he called her a crybaby, she replied that she was a crybaby, what's wrong?
Finally, Mo Xiaoli couldn't help crying out loud, woo woo woo... he couldn't stop crying.

An Ziqing comforted her on the phone, "Don't cry, okay?"

"Just cry."

"It's not uncomfortable for you to cry, is it?"

"Is it hard for me to take care of you?"

After saying this, Mo Xiaoli was stunned. With such a familiar conversation, why would she have any doubts?All the clear or vague things in memory were all with An Ziqing, all of them.

"Why don't you take me home?" Mo Xiaoli finally didn't want to hold back anymore, she asked vigorously.

"Your body won't be able to take it anymore," An Ziqing explained.

Woooooo, Mo Xiaoli cried louder and louder, she choked up on the phone, "I don't care, I want to go back, I don't want to stay in other people's homes anymore, I don't want to be a vixen in the eyes of others, little three."

An Ziqing was surprised by Mo Xiaoli's sudden change, and the messy words that slandered her. He asked in a heavy tone, "Who said that to you?"

Mo Xiaoli didn't answer, but just said blindly: "Take me home, take me home..."

"Okay, okay, okay." An Ziqing couldn't hold her back, so he could only agree with her, and discussed with her again: "Then come back when you are in good health, okay?"

"Not good, not good, not good..." Mo Xiaoli said a series of 'not good' in one voice.

An Ziqing was always helpless in front of Mo Xiaoli, he was reluctant to go along with her wishes, especially now Mo Xiaoli who looked so much like her when she was a child.

(End of this chapter)