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Chapter 142 Deep Misunderstanding

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    Mo Xiaoxiao was silent for a long time, lowered her head slightly, and the inferiority complex in her heart slowly returned to her heart: "Master He, I, I think the distance between us can only be friends forever. I will never forget the kindness you have shown me these days."  , it's just that it's inappropriate for this kind of emotion to appear in the personal relationship between children, so please respect yourself, Young Master He. "

    She knew in her heart that he is like the bright moon in the sky, the pearl of Zeshi, and the dream of many women. Chi Yu can never fall in love with the birds in the sky, and how can the bright moon be with a stone on the ground? He should be with better  It's just that that person can never be me, for example, a girl like Gu Qingshui, she and Gu Qingshui are good friends, how can I break her heart and accept the confession of my friend's beloved?  Even I have that friendship for him, but it can only be buried in my heart forever

    As soon as the voice fell, Mo Xiaoxiao stood up, wanting to escape from this embarrassing environment, but also afraid that He Yuwen would continue to say something to expose her true thoughts.

    Suddenly, He Yuwen grabbed her wrist, his brows seemed a bit disappointed, and his deep voice slowly passed through her ears: "You are lying, are you lying to me or yourself,  If you really don¡¯t have any friendship with me, why would you stand behind me again and again when I¡¯m down and sad, silently supporting me and helping me, even when the He family was defeated and became a dilapidated ruin that everyone screamed for?  When I was in the family, you still stood behind me without hesitation, you are not afraid of gossip and suffering, why are you running away from what in your heart? What are you afraid of?" He Yuwen's words were like a sharp sword, bit by bit  Kill the hypocritical line of defense in Mo Xiaoxiao's heart.

    "Master He thought too much. I just don't want to be charged with ungratefulness. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring. The He family has kindness to me. How could I stand by and look at it coldly? It's just reasonable to be reasonable.  Regarding the matters in the middle, please respect yourselves, Young Master He." Mo Xiaoxiao said such a sentence against her will with painful and tangled emotions in her heart, her pain at this moment is no less than his suffering.

    The two remained in a stalemate for a while, He Yuwen held her slender wrist tightly and did not let go, he was afraid that once he let go, there would be no reason to keep her here, the painful emotion in his heart was as tight as a devil  Wrapping him tightly, she leaned sideways and took her hand. Neither of them looked at each other, but just stared forward with a cold and lost expression: "The fact is true, is it as you said? Okay, then you see  Look into my eyes, and repeat what you just said!"

    He Yuwen's words were like gusts of cold wind, gently brushing over the icebergs and snow ridges and then rushing towards him, sweeping across Mo Xiaoxiao's already slightly cold heart.

    "I said, I don't have the slightest idea of ??an affair with Young Master He. I just regard Young Master He as a confidant and a friend. Please don't embarrass me, Young Master He. You should go back and look at those who love you.  They are worthy of your love, but they will definitely not be me." Mo Xiaoxiao said seriously.

    He Yuwen turned his head slowly, and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao with a calm face without squinting. He felt extremely painful and entangled in his heart, and said with deep sorrow and heavy eyes: "They? Who are you referring to?"  Whether I love you or not is my business, and whether you love me or not is also your business. Of course, who I love is only my own business, so Miss Laomo won't bother"

    "Squeak" Maybe the two of them were too involved, and they didn't hear the sound of the door opening. They didn't react until the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

    "Tap" In an instant, the darkness in the room was dissipated one by one, and the sudden flash of light dazzled Mo Xiaoxiao and He Yuwen, who had been in the dark all the time, and hurriedly used  Trying to block the sudden strong light with his hands, he couldn't help being startled.

    I saw Gu Qingshui Wu appearing at the light switch at the door, staring dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, with a complex and ugly expression, he stood there dumbfounded, the hand that flipped the switch still kept the original posture and did not let go.  There is also a deep resentment between the brows and eyes, as if it is unbelievable to see the picture in front of him, motionless like a wooden man.

    Mo Xiaoxiao and He Yuwen calmed down before turning their gazes over together. Seeing the silent Gu Qingshui standing at the door, Mo Xiaoxiao seemed to have a thousand words in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly. He was at a loss and quickly got up and left the sofa  He kept a distance from He Yuwen, looked at Gu Qingshui who was about to say something with a look of astonishment on his face, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

    "Qingshui, youyou are back, where did you go so late." Mo Xiaoxiao stammered, as if she had done something very sorry to her just now, but in fact she did not.  , It¡¯s just that love is selfish and abstract, we can¡¯t control its occurrence, and we can¡¯t restrain its coming.??Besides, there was no relationship between Gu Qingshui and He Yuwen, but Mo Xiaoxiao didn't want to hurt Gu Qingshui.

    "Well, why don't you turn on the lights at night? Did I come at the wrong time? I disturbed your good interest." Gu Qingshui was stunned for a long time before recovering, glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao's flustered appearance, and finally  Yun Danfeng said lightly, his expression was devastated, as heavy as being betrayed by a loved one, which made people feel pity.

    "Qingshui, it's not like this. Listen to me explain it to you. It's not what you think. Listen to me explain it to you. Mo Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, and couldn't wait to go over to clarify something to Gu Qingshui.

    "Ah" Mo Xiaoxiao just turned around, but because she didn't see the table leg under her feet clearly, she tripped over the table leg and was about to fall to the ground.  She grabbed her body that was about to fall, and hugged her slender waist in her arms, so Mo Xiaoxiao didn't fall, and in Gu Qingshui's view, all of this was undoubtedly hers.  It was done on purpose, but at the moment it was just as if he wanted to give up, so he would use such despicable means to stimulate himself.

    When Gu Qingshui saw this scene, the tears in his eyes could no longer be contained, afraid that the two of them would see him in a mess, so he strode towards the house.

    "Bang" The door was closed very loudly, and Mo Xiaoxiao finally came to her senses, and hurriedly broke free from He Yuwen's embrace, trying to explain what had failed, and now the misunderstanding deepened, and from this moment on,  From the beginning to the end, it is impossible for them to have the same friendship as before. The door is like the dividing line between them, which can only get further and further apart.

    Mo Xiaoxiao turned her back to He Yuwen, and looked thoughtfully at the door closed by Gu Qingshui, with all kinds of guilt brewing in her heart and surging into a river, she was in pain.

    "What are you afraid of? When can you think for yourself? Why do you always like to think for others first? I can understand other things, but you are really wrong about things like feelings."

    He Yuwen's voice was faint, like a blowing wind, gently blowing past Mo Xiaoxiao's ears, Mo Xiaoxiao felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, which made her feel uneasy.  She was in so much pain.

    "Why does the so-called love always start with hurting the closest person? Why do all the love and hatred of everyone in this world have to be intertwined, smashing all the good things that were as good as before" Mo  Xiaoxiao didn't answer his question directly, but slowly said something that seemed to be irrelevant to the question, and then dragged that body that seemed to have lost her soul back to her room.

    This night is destined to be a night that keeps everyone sleepless. Everyone has some complex emotions of resentment and sorrow in their hearts, like a whistling wind whistling and flapping wantonly in their hearts.

    next day

    He Yuwen was sitting in front of the window of the hospital office. On the table was a letter to Mo Xiaoxiao, but she didn¡¯t know how to speak before writing. Many things happened these days.  Busy looking for her younger brother, she has no time to think about anything. It seems that the relationship between her and Gu Qingshui is becoming more and more rigid. He Yuwen blames herself very much. After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to write this letter to her.  There are some words on his lips, but he doesn't know how to say them. He can only tell her in this way. The guilt in his heart is no less than that of Mo Xiaoxiao to Gu Qingshui. In fact, it is clear that everyone owes everyone  Yes, it's just that people can't stay out of things in the mundane world, and no one can escape the entanglement of love, hatred, and hatred.

    Time was in a hurry, like running water, and three days passed without knowing it, and it was another morning, when it started to rain in the summer. The pattering rain outside the window woke Gu Qingshui up, and he fell asleep unconsciously.  Get up and go to the living room. The reason why Gu Qingshui didn't plan to go back to Jiangcheng was because the resentment in her heart hadn't been fulfilled yet. She was waiting for an opportunity, and her heart was already covered in darkness before she knew it.  black dust.

    The light in the living room was dim, although it was morning, maybe it was because of the rain, the mist aroused by the continuous rain surrounded the whole city, not a single ray of light could be seen, it was only gray and white, chaotic  looming.

    Gu Qingshui poured a glass of water slowly, and a white object inadvertently entered her line of sight from the corner of her eye.

    I saw that a piece of letter paper was pressed on the table by a water cup, lying there quietly like a virgin. On the white letter paper, there were orderly arranged block letters written in clear and elegant handwriting.  I feel very comfortable.

    Gu Qingshui was a little curious, so he walked over directly, picked up the letter paper and looked at it carefully, but after a casual glance, he saw He Yuwen's majestic rainbow-like inscription, which fell on the bottom right corner of the letter paper, just like his  The people in this class are generally cold and elegant, like a monk in the forest, untouched by dust.

    Gu Qingshui picked up the letterhead and began to read it silently. The emotion between his brows was slowly flowing. After reading a few lines, his heart was overwhelmed.  His mind was on his mind again, but his brows slowly relaxed again, and there was an expression of unspeakable pity and distress on his face. After reading it for a long time, he slowly put down the letter in his hand.  Slowly raised his head, looking at the Misty Rain outside the window, his eyes were full of resentment, as if some old grudge was brewing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?Like a monk in the forest, not stained with dust.

    Gu Qingshui picked up the letterhead and began to read it silently. The emotion between his brows was slowly flowing. After reading a few lines, his heart was overwhelmed.  His mind was on his mind again, but his brows slowly relaxed again, and there was an expression of unspeakable pity and distress on his face. After reading it for a long time, he slowly put down the letter in his hand.  Slowly raised his head, looking at the Misty Rain outside the window, his eyes were full of resentment, as if some old grudge was brewing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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