cuddling in his arms

Chapter 178 A week of stability in this world has become a luxury ([-])

"An Moxuan, what a nice name." Mo Xiaoli smiled, shed tears, slipped out of his embrace like a fish, put on her clothes bit by bit, she turned her head and smiled sweetly at him, that kind of smile The emptiness was so empty that people couldn't even grasp it. She said the most vicious words in her life, "An Ziqing, a person like you is only suitable for dying alone."

An Ziqing was stunned, as if someone had stabbed his heart with a knife. He raised his hand to touch Mo Xiaoli's eyebrows, but the tentacles were nothing. Mo Xiaoli walked to the door and put his hand on the door. The commander didn't look at him, and asked, "Why did you lie to me?"

"A Li..."

"Do you know that I hate others lying to me the most in my life?" Mo Xiaoli roared suddenly, tears dripping like broken beads, dripping in An Ziqing's heart, moist and moist.

"No matter what happens between them, you shouldn't lie to me."

"Besides these calculations, have you ever really loved me?"

After saying this, without giving An Ziqing a chance to speak, he opened the door and rushed out.

An Ziqing stood up and tried to pull her hand, but his feet gave way, and he fell to the ground with a 'bang'. He knelt on one knee, his knee was so painful that he couldn't even stand up, and his nose was at this moment. It was so disappointing, the bright red blood slid down in the dark of night.

He didn't manage his nose, let the blood slip down, turned over and lay on his back on the cold floor, because he was lying on his back, blood slipped from his nose to his mouth, the bloody smell in his mouth made him sick, he coughed violently, Big mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

"I, love you, any calculation is just to love you."

He coughed and talked to himself, and he didn't know who to listen to. His deep voice was so sad in the dark night, it made people want to cry.

Laughed self-deprecatingly, but burst into tears. Who would have thought that this man named An Ziqing would be lying here in such a state of embarrassment at this moment. He used to think that as long as he wanted it, he could get it. In his world I only want or don't want it, and never think about whether others will give it or not.

Mo Xiaoli let him know that there is one thing in the world that cannot be loved.

"Thank you, Ah Li, thank you."

An Ziqing stared at the pitch-black night with wide eyes. The world was surrounded by the night sky, like a baby in a mother's womb. An Ziqing used all her strength to get up, and then went to the bathroom to clean the blood on her face.

Tomorrow is Monday, and it's time to go to the hospital to get the test results. I thought that I could love greedily and live wantonly without knowing my illness, but I didn't expect that a week of stability in this world has become a luxury.

It's the end of spring now, but it will still be cold at night, Mo Xiaoli's messy clothes are blowing in the wind, she can't stop shivering, don't know if it's because of the cold or something else.

Standing on the bluestone road, she was at a loss. Her words, "An Ziqing, people like you are only suitable to die alone" kept churning in her mind, but her heart ached again and again, wasn't it, wasn't it too vicious ?
The wind was bitingly cold, but she stood enjoying it, letting the cold wind blow off her face with tears.

"Ziqing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

She muttered to herself, not knowing where to go, her heart was in a mess, so she could only walk along the stone road, kept walking, and finally walked out of Jiuxi. The road outside was much wider, but because there were no houses blocking it, the wind was stronger.

It turns out that the end of spring in City A can be so cold that it makes people want to cry, but she never knew it.

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