Jinmu Qingli

Looking at the figure that was drifting away, the memories of the past flooded in like a tide, but they were suffocated by pain, and the lost things would never be found, just like Lu Jian's determined back.

Mu Qingli felt that the tears could no longer flow, because the sadness had replaced the inexplicable sadness.She curled up her pale lips, and stared straight at Lu Jian's back that disappeared into the snowy sky. There was no possibility of meeting her. . .Mu Qingli gradually became conscious, and his heart ached more and more.

Standing still for a while, Mu Qingli did not come back to his senses until the snow piled up on his calves, blinked his slender eyelashes, shook off the layer of beautiful white flowers, and walked slowly towards the school gate with a stiff body, lonely Like a demon in the cold winter, it rushed towards him with its teeth and claws open, intending to devour him.

Mu Qingli felt that his eye sockets were astringent, and his nose was aching from the cold.Lift your head 45 degrees and look up at the overcast sky.These are the eyes given to him by Huaqu, but he always uses them to shed tears. This is his fault.

Looking at the sky carefully again, it seems to engrave it in my heart.Even if they are not in the same dimension, they should still be under the same sky, but it seems that Huaqu can't see it, he can't see it.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingli's eyes became more astringent, and the wet feeling seemed to come out of her eyes.Sniffing vigorously, Mu Qingli resisted the feeling of crying, and walked quickly towards the door.The snowflakes on the ground turn into a string of footprints, leaving the loneliness of the frustrated.

Pedestrians on the street passed by in a hurry holding umbrellas with expressionless faces, and the falling snowflakes tortured him mercilessly. He was exhausted physically and mentally. He felt that the whole world had collapsed. It would be great if Yu Jinxian never showed up when he came out , if he hadn't looked up at the beginning.But there is no if, the beginning and end of one person and the other are all arranged, love and hate, separation and lingering, are all predestined, but what if he chooses to end in another way----- -

Something flashed through his chaotic brain, Mu Qingli stood in the snow and looked into the distance, his body trembling slightly, then he grabbed his short hair that had already been wet by the snow, squatted down slowly, his thin shoulders kept trembling.

"Hahahaha---hahahahaha---" In the quiet snowy day, on a sparsely populated street, a haggard teenager laughed in pain. juvenile. "Yu Jinxian,,, even if I can't escape, I can choose a way to break free from you!" Like a lunatic, he said these words out of control.

Standing up, he staggered into the Central Hospital at the corner of the street, where his attending doctor was.

Mu Qingli walked into the hospital in a daze, and took the elevator directly to the floor he was familiar with.Although this is an industry owned by Mikuzuru, that doctor is his attending doctor.So when Mu Qingli came here, he went straight to his destination without looking for anyone.

"Young Master? Why are you here? Are you feeling unwell?" The doctor heard the sound of the door being opened and saw that it was Mu Qingli who was coming. He quickly stood up and skillfully picked up the stethoscope to prepare for Mu Qingli's examination.

Mu Qingli avoided the doctor's preparatory examination, and said to him quietly: "I --- I have insomnia recently, you know, just give me a sleeping pill." Mu Qingli looked at the doctor's face, and it was as he expected He said, "How can this be done? I've taken too many sleeping pills---young master, don't be overthinking it!" The attending doctor heard that Mu Qingli asked for sleeping pills like this, and when he thought about what happened recently, he thought that this young master couldn't think about it.This young master is pitiful, since he was in charge of this young master, he has never seen this young master's family, only an old housekeeper took care of this cold and withdrawn child, and finally the arrival of Huaqu made him Gradually, I saw another side of this young master's withdrawn face.Huaqu not only gave Mu Qingli his eyes for him, but also lost his life in the end, so he would feel that it is reasonable for Mu Qingli to be upset about Huaqu.

"No ----- I really can't sleep. I have been unable to sleep for many days. Please, I want sleeping pills." .His young master's pride did not allow him to bow his head like this.However, he really couldn't bear it any longer. Every time he would feel the oppression and helplessness of life, his eyes would become more moist. He was afraid that he would go crazy, and he would completely waste his eyes, washing his face with tears all day long. I'm sorry Huaqu, he needs a quiet way to escape, to go to a place without royal hibiscus strings, and live a quiet and peaceful life.

The attending doctor looked at Mu Qingli who was in such a state of distress that he didn't know how to take care of himself, his bird's nest was sunken, and his beautiful almond eyes with twisted peach blossoms, eyes that were supposed to be charming, were indeed full of despair at this moment, longing for redemption.His formerly handsome and delicate face was also pale, and he knew that Mu Qingli was not doing well.

"Okay, I believe you won't do anything stupid." Looking intently into Mu Qingli's eyes, he wanted to use his trust to make Mu Qingli change his mind.He also knew that if he didn't give it, Mu Qingli was really capable of getting it.

Mu Qingli didn't say anything, just stood aside and waited quietly.

The cold wind downstairs was in stark contrast to the heating inside the hospital, but Mu Qingli's heart was chilled by the bitter cold wind for several days, so he would rather blow the cold wind outside to wash away his sins, he was guilty , the crime is not cherishing that boy.

The boy who loved him to death.