Give you a candied gourd

Hatred may make people grit their teeth and live, but sincerity and love are the best medicines for healing.

For Qin Qingze, having lost the memory of her childhood, listening to Grandpa Xu tell about that experience is like listening to a "story". She can rationally separate herself from the perspective of a bystander.

Does she hate it?

Hate the father who scolded her and beat her?

Or cowardly abandoning her mother?

Or maybe Jian Yu who I met at the beginning?Or to Jian Yu's family who gave the thank you fee to cause follow-up?

The father was so scumbag that he had nothing to say.

But how unreasonable it is to hate those lovely people.Hua Guang had the courage to protect her mother all her life, tried her best to hide her past grandmother and grandpa Xu, and released enough kind-hearted Jian Yu and her family.

Grandma planned to tell her everything after the college entrance examination. Could it be that she wanted her to live with hatred for this past?

No.

not to mention……

She also likes Jian Yu now.

She hates it only because she can't think about it.

With tenderness in his eyes, Qin Qingze let go of Jian Yu and said relaxedly: "The past is in the past."

- Let the past be the past.

Jian Yu blinked blankly.

It seems to be very similar, but completely different feelings.

That Qin Qingze who scolded her coldly, now comforts her instead.

Jian Yu suddenly wanted to cry.

He couldn't help it, tears streaming down his face.

why?

Is it because she has been "favoring" and changed?

The practice she once considered shameful...

Hugging Qin Qingze and putting his head on her shoulder, Jian Yu cried in a low voice, "Are you stupid, Qin Qingze."

"Eh……?"

Qin Qingze lowered his head, feeling the cool dampness, moved his hands hanging on both sides, and then hugged Jian Yu back.

"Not stupid."

With a smile in her lowered voice, Jian Yu raised her head, her pupils filled with shock: "Why are you still laughing?"

Even the tears stopped unconsciously.

"Then why are you crying, am I stupid?" Qin Qingze looked at her helplessly.

Jian Yu: "..."

All the emotions above were at this moment speechless, Jian Yu snorted softly, Qin Qingze let go of his hand in time, and then went to get a tissue.

And when she moved, Jian Yu realized that she was still holding her, and quickly let go of her hand.

A blush crept across his face.

"Give."

After receiving the tissue, she turned around, facing the gentle river, Jian Yu wiped her tears, and suddenly remembered that she also cried when she first apologized to Qin Qingze.

Now that it's all said and done, she's still crying.

"..."

Speechless!

With a distance of one person, the two stood side by side, Jian Yu turned his head, and Qin Qingze looked at the opposite side, his eyes reflected the sparkling light, like brilliant broken stars, extraordinarily beautiful.

"Jian Yu."

On the left, Qin Qingze took a deep breath.

Jian Yu, who was just looking at her, snorted softly, Qin Qingze didn't turn his head, and tightened his hand holding the railing, "I..."

"Ok?"

"I have one more thing to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Jian Yu asked with a serious face as soon as he stopped admiring Qin Qingze's beauty.

"I'm going to confess to the person I like."

After Qin Qingze finished speaking, he turned to look at Jian Yu, and asked softly, "Do you think I will succeed?"

Caught off guard by the question, my mind went blank for two seconds.

When she regained her senses, Jian Yu could only think of the words "Qingze is going to confess to Mo Yingzhi". In a trance, she heard her calm voice: "Really? Qingze, you are so nice, How could it not be successful?"

It's just that the hand holding the railing is tightly clenched, as if... the heart is clenched tightly.

"I want to be successful too."

Jian Yu, who had already lowered her head, didn't know that Qin Qingze was looking at her intently, and now she was caught in her own imagination, and now she just felt very uncomfortable.

Qin Qingze is going to confess to Mo Yingzhi!

Confession!

You won't have to tell her how to confess to Mo Yingzhi next time, will you?

Then will she continue to listen?

Thinking wildly, a touch of whiteness not far away covered her hands.

"Jian Yu."

"I like you."

Qingquan's ding-dong voice flowed from her heart, and Jian Yu nodded subconsciously: "Oh, you like Mo..."

"Uh...me?!"

The voice suddenly rose, and Jian Yu raised her head with a "wow", looking at Qin Qingze in disbelief.

The auricles had already heated up. Facing Jian Yu's gaze, Qin Qingze bit his lips and nodded: "It's you."

"Isn't it Mo Yingzhi?" Jian Yu murmured in reply, unable to tell whether it was shock or joy.

Qin Qingze:?

"No, I never liked Mo Yingzhi." Shaking his head in response, Qin Qingze remembered the truth or dare a few days ago, and said thoughtfully, "You didn't believe me before, did you?"

Jian Yu: "..." Guilty.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Qin Qingze took a step forward, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed, so close that their breaths seemed to be intertwined.

"I like you. Do you think, can I succeed?"

There was a wind blowing by the river, blowing the hair up and across the cheeks that were close at hand.

Itchy, my heart is also itchy.

Jian Yu pursed her lips.

I just felt that that strand of hair was extremely disobedient.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, raised her hand, and pinned the lock of hair behind Qin Qingze's ear.

The scalding heat came from the fingertips, Jian Yu was startled, and just about to withdraw her hand, she was caught by the person in front of her.

A factor called ambiguity spread in the air, Qin Qingze's throat rolled gently, and Jian Yu swallowed saliva unconsciously.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Qin Qingze tilted her head, and her cherry red lips brushed against Jian Yu's cheeks. She clasped Jian Yu's hand tightly, and asked a soft question:

"Do you like me?"

The most innocent, but also the most bewitching.

Feeling drunk without drinking, Jian Yu let out a loud "grass" in her heart, and finally chose to surrender in a thunderous heartbeat:

"I like it. I like you, Qin Qingze."