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This thought made Zhou Qingwu burn inside, she stood there blankly, and it was not until Liu Shi found her there and called her that she came back to her senses.After looking up at Meng Chuxi who was a little surprised, she quickly turned her gaze away and nodded towards Mrs. Liu.

Seeing that Zhou Qingwu came to look for Meng Chuxi to go back, Mrs. Liu couldn't help teasing and said, "It's terrible, you can't be separated for a moment."

Meng Chuxi's skin was a little hot after being teased by Aunt Liu, and she secretly glanced at Zhou Qingwu, her expression froze.There was something wrong with Zhou Qingwu. If it had been changed to before, she would have blushed a long time ago, and she definitely wasn't the one who barely dodged it now.

Meng Chuxi couldn't help frowning, turned her head and said goodbye to Aunt Liu with a smile, and went home with Zhou Qingwu.She looked at Zhou Qingwu who was still in a trance, and asked her tentatively: "What's the matter, is there something on your mind?"

Zhou Qingwu looked up at her, his eyes were still a little erratic, and soon he lowered his head and unconsciously pinched his clothes with his hands and shook his head.She was a little afraid to ask, as if those questions would not exist as long as she shrank back.

Meng Chuxi was most afraid of her appearance. Although Zhou Qingwu was shy, she was not the kind of person who would hold back everything and refused to communicate. Unless it was difficult to speak, she would always actively seek solutions.

Meng Chuxi watched her think for a while, and then realized something. She stopped and stretched out her hand to hold Zhou Qingwu, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and her eyes were a little helpless: "You heard what I said to Aunt Liu, didn't you?"

Zhou Qingwu's expression became more and more fatigued, and she nodded. Her face was tense, and her fingers turned white. After a while, she gestured to Meng Chuxi anxiously: What if you get married?

Meng Chuxi suddenly fell silent, and she suddenly became anxious. She had considered this issue when Wan Qingyan scolded her to wake her up.Although she doesn't know how old the original owner is this year, but from her sporadic memories, she should have gone out to do something before being killed. If she got married, she wouldn't be doing things outside alone.Moreover, her clothes and hair accessories were exquisite but simple at that time, and her hair was not tied up, so she should not be married.

But what worried Meng Chuxi was that it was rare for the original owner not to be married at such a young age, so there might already be a marriage contract on him.But for Meng Chuxi, although this is only a trouble in the future, as long as she is not found, it is too clear how to choose.

But Zhou Qingwu didn't know her origin, whether it was a marriage or a marriage contract, it was a devastating blow to her.So she understands Zhou Qingwu's fear very well, but how should she explain that she will never leave no matter what, and will not fulfill the identity she assumed before, which is neither realistic nor responsible.

Her long silence and her preoccupied appearance made Zhou Qingwu feel more and more burdened. She even regretted that she shouldn't have wishful thinking. She was blinded by lard and even forgot that there was such a gap between the two of them.

She just thought that if Meng Chuxi could accept her, she would stay with Meng Chuxi well before she recovered her memory, and even hoped that if she could never remember them, they would be like this for a lifetime.

If Meng Chuxi remembered that she had to leave, she would not blame her, and just guarded her silently, which was enough to make her happy.

But if she gets married or has a relationship, how can she hook her and herself with peace of mind.If Meng Chuxi thought about it one day, Zhou Qingwu would find it hard to accept how Meng Chuxi should deal with herself between her and the other party.

She looked at Meng Chuxi almost in despair, and gestured with her hands shaking: I like you very much, and I can do anything because I like you, but I can't drag you to accompany me when you are married.

Because Meng Chuxi said that even girls, their feelings are sincere and worthy of respect, and there is nothing wrong.But if Meng Chuxi had a husband, she would be making a big mistake, not only destroying herself, but also harming Meng Chuxi.

Meng Chuxi looked at the one in front of her and warned herself countless times.She is only a 16-year-old girl. At this moment, she almost took out her heart to show her. Even though she was trembling with pain, she still held on.Her bravery and tenacity are not possessed by herself who claims to be nine years older than her.

Meng Chuxi suddenly felt very ashamed. She always felt that her current rationality and patience were to give Zhou Qingwu a way out, but she never thought that Zhou Qingwu didn't know her true identity. In this way, the person who had a way out was clearly herself.

Before that, she never thought that she was married and chose to be with herself, but she knew very well that she still had a family. If she was really this original body, how could she not go home after thinking about it, and wait for Zhou Qingwu's decision? There must only be abandonment!

Even if she believed that she would not abandon her, how could she not know how difficult this road is.If this is the case, the biggest malice waiting for them is by no means a secular rumor, but her family.

The overwhelming shame in her heart turned into an unstoppable self-blame. Looking at the thin girl in front of her, the distress in her heart almost suffocated her. She raised her hand and slapped herself, her face full of tears upset.

Zhou Qingwu's face changed, he shook his head and screamed, and quickly grabbed her hand, his expression was full of panic, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Meng Chuxi held her back, and the two went straight home.After entering the room, Zhou Qingwu's eyes quickly fell on her face. Meng Chuxi's face was already blushing a lot with a lot of strength.

Zhou Qingwu thought that Meng Chuxi misunderstood because he didn't make it clear, and quickly explained with gestures: I don't blame you, it's my fault, don't do this.

Meng Chuxi felt a torrent churning in her chest, and her chest was extremely uncomfortable. She held Zhou Qingwu's hand, her breathing was short, and her eyes were bloodshot and red.

She lowered her head and endured for a while, then raised her head and said to Zhou Qingwu: "There is something I want to tell you. After you listen to it, whether you are afraid that I will hate me or let me go, it is up to you to dispose of it, but please Believe me, and believe that I never meant to hurt you."

Her current state made Zhou Qingwu a little flustered, and worried about her very much.It was only when Meng Chuxi fixed her eyes on her that she restrained herself and nodded.

"Do you still remember the first time I asked you about your country name and era name?"

Zhou Qingwu nodded: I remember.

Meng Chuxi took a breath, "Actually, I'm not asking you because I don't remember, but because I don't know at all."

At first he heard the difference between these two sentences, but Zhou Qingwu became inexplicably nervous. Meng Chuxi smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have amnesia."

Zhou Qingwu's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared blankly at Meng Chuxi, thinking of many things in his mind for a moment, did he not lose his memory?Then why did you say you lost your memory, why didn't you go home?But even though he was extremely shocked, Zhou Qingwu felt that it was reasonable. Meng Chuxi knew so many things, and it really didn't look like he lost his memory.

Before she could think it through clearly, Meng Chuxi's next sentence blew all Zhou Qingwu's thoughts away.

"I just lost the memory of this body, but the memories that originally belonged to Meng Chuxi are still there. Qingwu, you are so smart, you should have discovered that there are actually many things wrong with me early in the morning. I don't look like a person who has amnesia at all, right?"

It took Zhou Qingwu a while to come back to his senses, and he gestured with difficulty: What do you mean?What does it mean to just lose the memory of this body.Her mind was almost blank, and she was a little at a loss. Suddenly she remembered that Meng Chuxi said that she would be afraid of her. She was startled and gestured tremblingly: Chuxi, are you resurrecting your soul from a dead body?

Meng Chuxi was also upset at first. After all, Zhou Qingwu lived in ancient times, and there were so many stories about ghosts and gods. After hearing it, he might be frightened, but seeing her compare such a sentence, he couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, she shook her head and looked at Zhou Qingwu: "If I say yes, will you be afraid of me?"

Zhou Qingwu's face turned pale. After a while, she stretched out her hand and touched Meng Chuxi's cheek. The red marks left by her beating herself before had faded a lot, and it felt soft and warm to the touch, very delicate.She is a real person now, although this kind of thing is scary enough, but she has been with Meng Chuxi for so long, how could she be afraid of her.

So she approached slowly, stroked Meng Chuxi's face, and finally shook her head firmly, trying to convey her meaning: Even if Chuxi is a ghost, she is the best ghost in the world.

Meng Chuxi looked at her, blinked her eyes, and started to laugh. Tears came out before the smile could fully spread out, so the smile was interrupted abruptly. Meng Chuxi lowered her head and held back her tears, unable to say a word, "I like her." This little girl loves her more than she imagined, and is also kinder than she imagined.

Meng Chuxi's sudden collapse and sadness Sang Zhou Qingwu was so distressed, she didn't care to continue to ask Meng Chuxi what she meant, put her hands on Meng Chuxi's face and let go, and directly hugged her into her arms, just like she used to comfort herself, gently Patted her, but she couldn't say comforting words, all words could only be conveyed to Meng Chuxi through gentle patting.

After Meng Chuxi slowed down, she looked at Zhou Qingwu with red eyes, then turned away embarrassedly, wiped the tears on her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't even know you would think so, how can I look like a ghost?" gone."

Zhou Qingwu can feel the fragility of Meng Chuxi at this moment, so now she is more gentle and responsible than she was in the past when she was weak and shy. Although her cheeks were red because of this sentence, she looked at Meng Chuxi with soft eyes, and squeezed her clothes again. Jiao wiped away the unwiped tears for Meng Chuxi, gestured and said: Well, you continue to talk.

This kind of Zhou Qingwu made Meng Chuxi a little stunned, but he still forced himself to calm down and continued: "It is not accurate to say that the resurrection of the soul is not accurate. In fact, I am not from the Dayan Dynasty. It is unbelievable to say it, but the era I lived in was far away from the Dayan Dynasty. It's been more than 1000 years." She roughly described to Zhou Qingwu what the era she lived in was like, and how she came to this era and became the current Meng Chuxi.

After listening to Zhou Qingwu, she was in shock all the time. She didn't recover until Meng Chuxi stopped. She came to her after 1000 years.

Seeing her like this, Meng Chuxi was a little uneasy, and called her, "Qingwu."

Zhou Qingwu came back to his senses and pinched himself, which made some people in Meng Chuxi laugh.

It hurts a lot, this is not a dream.She looked at Meng Chuxi as if she was looking at a brand new thing, but Meng Chuxi didn't bother her and just let her watch, wanting to hear what she had to say.

After a long time, Zhou Qingwu gradually calmed down. She stared at Meng Chuxi and gestured: I always thought that you, Chuxi, looked like a fairy sent by the gods.

Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed to say this, she smiled shyly, and continued to finish the comparison with her eyes sparkling: Looking at it now, it was really sent to me by the gods.

Meng Chuxi just looked at her little girl like this. Today, she was really moved by her and her heart burned. She also fully realized that the soul of Zhou Qingwu's 16-year-old body was enough to make her, a modern person in the 21st century, fascinated by it.

It seems shameful to like a 16-year-old girl, but she takes it for granted that she likes 16-year-old Zhou Qingwu.She had to admit that her heart was beating faster at this moment, and that strange and irresistible palpitation was her heartbeat for this girl. It broke through the cage that her master had forcibly set up, rushing out violently.

Her voice was a little hoarse, with a smile on her face, she said: "Silly girl." As she spoke, she curled her fingers, and wanted to flick Zhou Qingwu's forehead as usual.

Zhou Qingwu squinted his eyes subconsciously again, waiting for the usual mild pain to strike.But when she squinted, Meng Chuxi's face was followed by her fingertips. The fingertips lightly brushed across her forehead and slid on her waist, and finally landed on her forehead, her New Year's Eve. The night is deeply familiar with softness, warmth and softness.

Different from the drunkenness that night, this kiss was full of tenderness, quietly resting on her forehead like a butterfly.Zhou Qingwu opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were full of shock.

Then she raised her eyes to look at Meng Chuxi, but only her neck could be seen in her field of vision. For a moment, the fireworks on New Year's Eve exploded in her mind again, but instead of shaking, it was full of splendor.