The voice is gone---

  Deng Wanting turned her gaze back.

   "Qianqian, what do you think?"

  Ai Qianqian was still immersed in what Deng Wanting said just now.

   Hearing Deng Wanting's reply, she suddenly raised her head.

  ……

  Looking at Deng Wanting's somewhat lonely and injured expression---

  Suddenly!

   Ai Qianqian shook her head heavily, and replied firmly, but she retorted.

   "I feel wrong!"

  Wanting Deng was taken aback,

   "What's wrong?"

   Ai Qianqian leaned forward on the sofa, took a deep breath, looked at Deng Wanting with big eyes and said,

   "Sister Wanting, what you said is correct, it's yours who will never leave, and it's useless if it's not your strong stay!

  But---

   is also what you said, there are so many unpredictable unknown variables in love, how do you know which are unintentional and which are intentional.

  Maybe there will be love and killing, but if you know that that person is your love, I will not take a step back and wait and wait quietly like you!

  On the contrary, I will take a big step forward and hold that person tightly!

  I will not let go until I die! "

  She will never let go until she dies...

  ……

  After finishing speaking, not only Deng Wanting, but also Ai Qianqian herself, were moved by what she said just now.

  I even didn't believe it, she said that just now.

  But---

  Why, I suddenly felt a sudden pain in my heart, as if being held tightly by something, tearing painful...

  Ai Qianqian realized that her little hand hanging on the sofa was already clenched tightly into a fist unknowingly, and her fingertips even plunged into the flesh of the palm of her hand.

  Was suddenly shocked, stinging pain...

  In the fading light---

  Deng Wanting looked at the girl in front of her.

  The fair skin is blushing lightly, and the bright eyes are shining, scorching firm, shining like the brightest brilliance of the Milky Way.

  As if, I saw myself a long, long time ago.

   was hurt by a period of unbearable, years passed away, and she became the current Deng Wanting, never going back to the past.

  ……

  Gently, the clear eyelids trembled slightly.

  Deng Wanting squeezed the glass in her hand, the warm milk was cold, she smiled and said to the girl in front of her,

   "Qianqian, you are braver than me, so happier than me."

   Ai Qianqian's firm eyebrows frowned slightly, and she reached out and took Deng Wanting’s hand.

   "Sister Wanting, happiness is yours, so you have to be brave!"

  Speaking, Ai Qianqian gave a little bit of encouragement.

  Happiness is what you strive for...

  She has long lost the right to fight for happiness, or in other words, she doesn't want to fight anymore.

  But---

  Looking at the flowery smile of the little white rabbit in front of her, Deng Wanting's brows dangled, and she even tapped her chin with a little trembling.

  There was a slight dumb voice, and he replied,

"it is good."

   "Haha, that's right~~~!"

  Ai Qianqian opened her arms and gave Deng Wanting an incomparably big hug.

  Deng Wanting hasn't been hugged so warmly for a long time. After a long time, the light in her eyes gradually thickened.

After    suddenly, she also raised her hand and gently patted Ai Qianqian on the back.

  Laughter rippling in the room.

  ……

  Suddenly---

   A burst of ringtones of incoming cell phone calls rang in the living room of the huge suite, and it sounded a bit abruptly harsh.

   Ai Qianqian was so excited that she just bounced off the sofa!

  Her first reaction was that Ji Moji called her back!

  All of a sudden, Ai Qianqian let go of Deng Wanting's hand, bent over to reach the blinking mobile phone on the coffee table.

  As soon as he got it, he called his name before answering the phone,

  "Season---"

   However, when I saw the name of the caller ID on the screen of the phone, I suddenly stopped all the sounds.

  The moving and pure smile lightly shook, and then, the corners of the cocked mouth also converged little by little.

  I saw---

  On the screen, the three words "Mu Zinan" flashed and lit up continuously.

  ……

  Wanting Deng also noticed Ai Qianqian’s strangeness, and asked with concern.

   "What's wrong, shallow?"

  Ai Qianqian came back to her senses, raised her head to look at Deng Wanting, and the corners of her squeezed mouth raised slightly, shook her head and said,

   "It's okay, Sister Wanting."

   Then he directly hung up the call that was still ringing in his hand, and put it on the coffee table again.

  Looking at, Wanting Deng frowned.

  "Don't answer the phone?"

  Ai Qian nodded,

   "Well, I don't need to answer this call."

  At the engagement dinner between Mu Zinan and Lan Shuixin that day, she had already told him seriously that she is doing well now, so don’t contact me anymore, lest Ji Moji will get angry.

  But---

  The phone that was hung up rang again.

  This time, the soft ringing of the mobile phone seemed even harsher in the quiet living room.

  Ai Qianqian's beautiful eyebrows suddenly tightened, and she even looked at the call again with some anger.

  She thought that she and Mu Zinan had already made it very clear.

  Furthermore, she also chose to forgive. Now everyone has a life for each other. If Mu Zinan still feels a little guilty, she will not step into her life again.

  ……

   Ai Qian briefly glanced at Deng Wanting.

   "Sister Wanting, let me answer the call."

  Deng Wanting nodded softly in understanding.

Ai Qianqian got up from the sofa, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and walked towards the glass door on the balcony.

   is connected and put it to the ear.

   Ai Qianqian's sweet smile is constricted, with a polite distance.

   "Mr. Mu, is there anything wrong with calling so late?"

   "Shallow..."

  On the phone, Mu Zinan's voice came, calling her name.

  But, in his tone, it seemed to have a heartache that was depressed, and even a trace of panic that was accidentally leaked!

Suddenly, Ai Qianqian's eyelids jumped sharply!

  Even though she had met Mu Zinan several times before, she could feel the sadness in his voice.

  But, Mu Zinan’s heavy tone was only that day, the day when the accident happened a year ago...

  In the hospital, he called her name like this,

   "Shallow..."

   Then, I no longer have the courage to continue.

  ……

  Ai Qianqian is sensitive.

   An inexplicable uneasiness permeated through the heart...

   Ai Qianqian clenched her lower lip involuntarily, even she herself didn’t know why she was so nervous.

  Listening to his silent silence on the other end of the phone, Ai Qianyan took a deep breath, trying to ease her anxiety.

  Trying to relax myself, said something,

   "If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Mu, then I will hang up. Also, don't call again in the future."

  After speaking, Ai Qianqian will put down the phone.

  But---

  But Mu Zinan was suddenly awakened in a hurried voice on the phone.

   "Wait! Qian Qian, I have something to tell you!"

  ---

  (Baby, guess what will happen?)