Chapter 842 I Don’t Know What to Recall

Hearing Xia Mu Qingyan's words, Xirong Ziye should have been happy, but at this time, he had a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that this voice was not what he expected to hear.

Thinking that he could not accompany Xia Mu Qingyan today, Xirong Ziye felt a little guilty in his heart and coaxed: "Qingyan, I have something to do today, so I won't go out for the time being. You should also have a good rest. I will find you later."

Xia Mu Qingyan bit her lip, a little unhappy, but she still said gently: "Zi Ye, is there something wrong with you? Do you need my help? How about I go find you?"

"No, just take care of yourself."

Xia Mu Qingyan was very insistent, "I'm fine at home. My father will ask me various questions. Just wait for me, and I'll go find you."

After hanging up the phone, Xirong Ziye still held the phone, his expression became dazed. In fact, he hadn't slept well. He didn't sleep last night. He really wanted to rest. If Xia Mu Qingyan came, he thought, he would definitely not be able to be quiet. Get some sleep.

Thinking of this, for some reason, Xirong Ziye felt a little uncomfortable, and even felt a little repelled.

I always felt that there was something in Xia Mu Qingyan's words. Once she moved out of her father's house, he really couldn't refuse her arrival. Suddenly, she felt very tired in her heart. I used to want to use power to prove myself, but when I proved myself, I found happiness. There is very little time, and the pleasure brought by power is fleeting, and instead there is a sense of loneliness and desolation.

And sitting in this position, you have to be careful at all times. You are controlled by the Xiamu family and you don't have any freedom.

He knew that Xia Mu Qingyan was very innocent, and he couldn't blame her. After all, everyone got what they wanted, and he couldn't let go of her face and everything about her. After all, it was the most beautiful memory of his youth, about his first love. About the first love affair...

After looking at the time, Xirong Ziye still fell asleep with his eyes squinted.

At some point, Xia Mu Qingyan arrived. She walked into the bedroom and saw Xi Rong Ziye sleeping. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at this perfect face, her heart was beating so hard that she couldn't help but reach out and touch him. Looking at his face, seeing his touching lips, and remembering his madness yesterday, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Thinking about it, Xia Mu Qingyan climbed onto the bed and approached Xirong Ziye.

When Xirong Ziye opened his eyes, a strong fragrance hit his nostrils. At this close distance, he clearly knew that first love was first love, and Xia Mu Qingyan was not first love, even if they were similar again, they were not.

He caressed Xia Mu Qingyan's face,

His eyes were lingering and a little sad.

Xia Mu Qingyan said: "Ziye, are you awake? You said something was wrong, but it turns out you lied to me and you were sleeping."

Xi Rong Ziye got up from the bed and leaned on the head of the bed. His stomach was still a little uncomfortable and his head hurt a little. He frowned and said to Xia Mu Qingyan: "Be obedient, you go sit outside for a while, I'll go out later." .”

"I want to be here with you."

Xirong Ziye sighed tiredly in his heart. He always felt that he was in chaos now and couldn't handle anything well, especially feelings, which made him feel a little tired now.

He locked Xia Mu Qingyan's eyes tightly, not knowing what he was looking at, and seemed to want to see through something.

Xia Mu Qingyan did not dare to look into Xirong Ziye's eyes, and quickly lowered her head, showing a pure and gentle expression, and said warmly: "Ziye, shouldn't I be here?"

Xirong Ziye carefully recalled his time when he was young. His first love at that time was really not the same as Xia Mu Qingyan now, and his words and deeds were also completely different.