cuddling in his arms

Chapter 73 I Can't Find My Way
Mo Xiaoli stared back at him in a daze, his dull eyes gradually focused, and he saw that it was An Ziqing, who couldn't cry all this time, burst into tears, and couldn't be wiped clean.

An Ziqing frantically brushed the snow off her face with his palm, and then covered her face. The face that had been frozen purple suddenly turned pale, but it was stronger than the purple color just now. An Ziqing Ask: "What's wrong?"

With trembling lips, Mo Xiaoli hugged his waist and said, "I can't find my way."

"Shall we go have dinner?" An Ziqing picked her up and walked towards the car.

Mo Xiaoli nodded silently.

The place to eat is not far from home, not a very big restaurant, but the decoration is very beautiful and very individual, giving people a very nostalgic and warm feeling. An Ziqing is always like this, and he can always find something that is not very eye-catching, but But it's a very tasty place, whether it's eating or resting.

The walls of the restaurant are covered with old photos, many of which are black and white, and some have turned yellow, but each photo is so yearning, some are scenery, some are people, there are sunsets, autumn leaves, and First snow in winter.

Mo Xiaoli stared blankly at a photo and laughed, "Look, I used to have that hammer for hammering garlic in my house. It looks very old, but it's very useful. Every time I want to eat dumplings, I always follow it." Shaohua rushed to smash the garlic."

She laughed stupidly, and cried while laughing. There were so many tears that people didn't know what to do, and they couldn't stop crying.

Once seeing Mo Xiaoli cry, An Ziqing felt that his heart would be broken, but now he would still be heartbroken, but for himself. He sat quietly opposite her, looked at her deeply, and listened to her again. He said again and again: "I can't find the way. I'm so stupid. I can't find the way. Those places look the same."

"A Li..." An Ziqing called her, his voice was illusory and frightening. He lit a cigarette and inhaled it with all his strength, but he didn't spit out a single bit of the cigarette. Make An Ziqing feel comfortable.

Mo Xiaoli stared at him blankly, and heard his heartbroken voice ask, "Are you tired? I'm very tired."

"Shall we go home? Ziqing." Mo Xiaoli felt her head-to-toe chills, and an unprecedented sense of fear hit her.

"En." An Ziqing picked up the car keys and took Mo Xiaoli's hand, just like many times when he was a child, they went home together holding hands.

It's just that they went back to their own homes at that time, but now they have the same home, but they have never held hands again.

When she got home, Mo Xiaoli had a fever. In her dream, she kept calling Mo Shaohua's name. An Ziqing sat beside her and applied ice packs on her. She kept listening, and then gradually became numb. He stroked her and fucked her. Baba's lips asked gently: "Since you love so much, why did you agree to marry me?"

"Do you think I'm really that despicable? Do you think I'll be willing to force you?"

Mo Xiaoli was so burned that she was dazed. She didn't know who the person beside her was, and whoever was holding the hand was called Shaohua. She kept asking in a daze, "Why didn't you find me when you came back? Why didn't you Contact me?"

The family doctor said that she had suddenly received a huge stimulus, and she had a fever caused by excessive longing. If she didn't adjust it, she might keep burning and burn her brain.

(End of this chapter)