Chapter 2207 It Is Impossible to Forgive Myself in This Life
"OK!"
Tan Qingqing said with a brisk smile.
After these few times, she has gained experience.
Although her relationship with Mo Ziyi is no longer what it used to be, he is still as domineering as before. As long as he doesn't want to let go, she can't break away.
So I simply let him pull me up to the second floor without wasting any energy and without disturbing the atmosphere.
It is said to be a lounge, but the decoration is according to the home. From the selection of materials to the design to the furniture, they are all the best.
It would be perfect if there was another kitchen.
She subconsciously looked up at Mo Ziyi, and upon receiving her gaze, Mo Ziyi smiled and said, "This is a shop, it cannot replace home."
The implication is that there is no need for a kitchen if there is a place to rest.
“Are all the decorations on this street like this?”
"Um."
"The rent must be expensive, right?"
"This street is full of top-notch luxury goods, so rents will naturally not be cheap."
As he spoke, Mo Ziyi pulled her towards the big bed. Tan Qingqing's heart beat inexplicably as she was pulled to the bed.
"Brother Ziyi."
"Feel how comfortable this big bed is!"
Mo Ziyi used his hand to stop her from pulling away. When he sat down, he pulled hard on his hand.
Tan Qingqing originally wanted to pull out her hand and didn't want to sit on the bed with him, but because of his sudden strength, she fell on him inertly.
Somehow.
Mo Ziyi was pushed back by her, and the two of them fell on the bed like that.
Her body pressed against him, and her soft lips just touched his cool and thin lips.
Time suddenly stopped.
Tan Qingqing's brain stopped working and she looked at Mo Ziyi with wide eyes.
"Zi..."
As soon as the word "Zi" came out, her head was suddenly held by his big hand.
Tan Qingqing couldn't help it, and finally she bit his lip with a sudden change of heart.
Tan Qingqing pushed him away, stood up, staggered downstairs, and ran out of the shop.
On the second floor, Mo Ziyi did not chase him down.
There was a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
He took out his cell phone and dialed her number.
——
"Qingqing, why are you here?"
Seeing Yang Xiaofeng lowering the window, Tan Qingqing calmed down her emotions and said calmly, "I'm going out for a walk."
"Is your cough feeling better? The weather in G city has a big temperature difference. Get in the car first."
Yang Xiaofeng covered up the excitement and joy of meeting her twice a day, got out of the car while talking.
He opened the car door for Tan Qingqing himself and looked behind her again when he asked her to get in the car.
The shops on the street behind her have not been rented out yet. What is there for her to do here at night? It’s just...
"No, you..."
"I'll take you home. It's not easy to take a taxi here."
Yang Xiaofeng looked away from the man walking out from behind a shop in the distance, his eyes flickered, and he added, "You are a girl, it is not safe to take a taxi at night."
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."
Tan Qingqing ignored the constantly vibrating cell phone and bent down to sit in the car.
As the car got on the road, Yang Xiaofeng said with a smile, "Qingqing, it's still early now. Why don't you go have something to eat or go shopping for a while? You just came back. You must not know the changes in G City yet."
"No, I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go home and rest."
"Then another day I'll call my high school classmates and let's get together."
Yang Xiaofeng and Tan Qingqing were classmates from kindergarten to high school.
When he met her at the airport in city A in the morning, he didn't know how excited he was.
In fact, he has contacted several high school classmates this afternoon to prepare for a class reunion...
Tan Qingqing was a little absent-minded, but she had no objection to Yang Xiaofeng's proposal.
Several of her classmates in high school had good relationships with her.
But after going abroad, she had no contact with anyone.
Now four years later, she actually has no strong desire to contact her former classmates.
——
That night, Tan Qingqing dreamed of her mother An Lin again.
The dream that had followed her for four years filled her heart with sadness every time she woke up.
She often thought that if she hadn't been willful, her mother would not have left her and her father, and her father would not have been alone...
The scene in the dream changed and it was her father holding her mother's body without sleeping for three days and three nights. She was crying so distraught that she couldn't even wake her mother up.
After waking up in the middle of the night, Tan Qingqing lost sleep and kept her eyes open until dawn.
At first, her brain was in a mess, like a tangled ball of thread, which gave her a severe headache.
Later, she simply didn't think about anything and let her mind go empty. Even if she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, she didn't see the flowers on the ceiling clearly at all, and she didn't know where her mind wandered.
But no matter whether you think about it or not, the self-blame and pain that permeated every cell in your body cannot be erased.
In this life, she will never be able to forgive herself...
At seven o'clock in the morning, Tan Qingqing put on light makeup.
I stared at the mirror in a daze for a while.
Although I didn’t sleep well and had dark circles under my eyes, after putting on light makeup, I felt much better and it wasn’t very noticeable.
She touched her pink lips with her index finger. Thinking of last night's scene, she felt suffocated again. She pursed her lips fiercely before turning around and leaving the room.
When she went downstairs, she saw Mo Mo sitting in her living room, gnawing on an apple.
"Sister Momo?"
A hint of astonishment flashed in Tan Qingqing's eyes, and she walked towards Mo Mo who was sitting on the sofa.
Mo Mo stood up with a smile. After looking at Tan Qingqing from top to bottom, he smiled and asked with concern, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep last night?"
Last night, when Mo Ziyi came home, Mo Mo was still awake.
The injury on his lip could not be concealed from her eyes.
But no matter how she asked, Mo Ziyi said nothing.
So, Mo Mo showed up at Tan Qingqing's house early in the morning. Seeing her now confirmed her suspicion.
Tan Qingqing concealed a smile, "I've been dreaming all night, and I really didn't sleep well. Is there something wrong with Sister Momo coming here so early?"
She wasn't lying. In the past four years, whenever she closed her eyes, she would dream.
When I was abroad, I went to see a psychiatrist. One time, I was bumped into by Gu Zinan. He wanted to call back, but she stopped him.
"How come you have been dreaming all night? You have always slept well before, Qingqing. Are you still not used to it when you just came back? I came here to ask you to have breakfast at my house. My mother said, you are alone, Let’s go to our house to have a lively meal.”