Mole between eyebrows

It looked like she was asleep, but Xia Mei frowned, feeling something was wrong, she walked over, lifted the quilt and lay down.

As soon as she lay down, Mo Lin rolled over and hugged her, Xia Mei froze, thinking that Mo Lin was going to do something to her, but Mo Lin just hugged her like this.

But after a while, Xia Mei realized what was wrong.

She got up, wanting to see Mo Lin's face, but Mo Lin was lying on his side, half of his face was covered by hair, and the expression on his face could not be seen at all.

Xia Mei stretched out her hand to brush away the hair on Mo Lin's face, and when she saw the tears on his face, her heart skipped a beat, she put her fingers on the other's face, and said, "What's wrong?"

Mo Lin wiped away tears, sat up, looked at Xia Mei at the same level, choked up and said, "Why..."

Recurred again?

Xia Mei frowned and wiped her tears. Hearing her cry, her voice softened involuntarily, "What?"

Mo Lin held Xia Mei's hand to wipe her tears, her lips mumbled but she couldn't speak, her expression was very painful, her eyes were red, after a long time, Mo Lin turned her head and glanced at the bedside table.

Xia Mei followed her gaze, and when she saw the bottle of medicine, a trace of discomfort flashed across her face, as if she had been bitten by a snake or scorpion, but then she regained her expression and said, "Sometimes are good and sometimes bad, just take some medicine." gone."

Mo Lin cried even more fiercely, and tears flowed from her eyes continuously.

She should have thought of it earlier, the last time she left without saying goodbye, how could Xia Mei not relapse?It's just that at that time, she was blinded by her so-called pain, so she couldn't see clearly that Xia Mei had endured much more than her.

Obviously in this love, she was the worst one, but it was Xia Mei who suffered the most.

The more Mo Lin thought about it, the more he felt that even if he really put his life on the line, it wouldn't be worth the damage Xia Mei had suffered.

"Tomorrow... I'll let my mother's professor come over to show you, okay?" Mo Lin was referring to the professor who treated Father Xia last time.

Xia Mei knew who she was referring to, but she specialized in surgery, and that professor had made a difference clinically, but depression was very different from it, she shook her head and said, "Don't bother him, it will get better in the future. "

After hearing this, Mo Lin thought that Xia Mei was unwilling to go for treatment. Many people still think that depression is like a neurosis. When they see people suffering from depression, they hide away. Like setting it on fire, she really couldn't imagine that Xia Mei, who was praised by everyone in the circle, was kept away and pointed at.

She hugged Xia Mei and looked at her with teary eyes. Instead of forcing her to go for treatment, she said like self-hypnosis, "It will be fine, it will be fine."

Xia Mei knew that this incident had hit Mo Lin too hard, but she looked at the medicine bottle on the bedside table, but she didn't regret that she didn't put it away.

She lowered her eyes, hugged Xia Mei back, pressed her into her arms, lowered her head, kissed the top of Mo Lin's hair, and said, "Well, it will be fine."

Obviously she was the one suffering from depression, but she was the one who comforted Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's hands holding her tightened more and more, and her head was buried in Xia Mei's chest. If it was according to the past, she would have been distracted long ago, but now she has no romantic thoughts, and only thinks about how to treat Xia Mei. Depression and the scar on the back of Xia Mei's hand.

Thinking of the scar on Xia Mei's hand, Mo Lin raised his head from Xia Mei's chest and said, "Go to the hospital tomorrow for laser scar removal surgery, the scar on the back of your hand looks..."

"Ugly?" Xia Mei replied calmly.

Mo Lin shook his head, put his fingers on his chest, "It's uncomfortable to look at this."

Xia Mei looked at her for a long time before saying, "Let's take a while, I'm busy during this time."

When she said this, Mo Lin felt that she was avoiding the hospital. There was nothing busy during this time, but she started to get busy next month. I still don't know when to go to the hospital.

But Xia Mei has already said that, how could she forcefully ask the other party to go, the two of them just reconciled tonight, and Xia Mei is now in a state of extreme insecurity, if she pushes her like this, she doesn't know what it will be like look.

So Maureen just nodded, and then said, "Go to sleep."

After turning off the lights, when Mo Lin and Xia Mei were lying on the bed, Mo Lin looked at Xia Mei's silhouette in the dark, and felt that tonight was incredible. She never thought that she would reconcile with Xia Mei so quickly. Everything feels like a dream.

Mo Lin wanted to withdraw her hand and pinch her face to see if it was a dream, but her hand was still on Xia Mei's waist, and Xia Mei's hand was tightly covering it, she didn't dare to just pull it back, So as not to wake Xia Mei up.

Mo Lin dared not even move now, for fear of disturbing such a moment, even if it was a dream.

When Mo Lin woke up the next day, there was no one around him.

Mo Lin panicked, and hurriedly got up to find someone. He didn't even bother to put on slippers, and shouted "Xia Mei" a few times.

When she just got out of the bedroom and was about to look for it in the living room, she saw Xia Mei entering the door carrying something. The other person was wearing a light gray thin windbreaker with a white bottoming sweater and black slacks underneath. Xia Mei became thinner and thinner.

Mo Lin looked very distressed, and stepped forward to take her hand earlier, shook her hand, a little cold, and hurriedly led her to the bedroom, and said as he walked, "You really are, It's so cold outside now, and you still go out in such thin clothes."

"It's not cold." Xia Mei said as she glanced at Mo Lin's body and feet, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she stopped by herself, including Mo Lin, "You still talk about me, what about you? Wearing pajamas and bare feet Running around?"

Fortunately, the pajamas are the kind of coral fleece pajamas in winter, which are thicker and have good warmth retention.But Molin stepped on the floor with bare feet, and there was no carpet on the floor. Although it was not as cold as the floor tiles, it was still very cold to step on it with bare feet in this season, and Molin was still on the floor last night. A sign of a cold.

Xia Mei was so angry that her chest was heaving, she took off the slippers on her feet, pushed them to Mo Lin's feet, and said with a calm face, "Put them on."

Mo Lin refused to wear them. She just came out of the bed and didn't feel cold yet, while Xia Mei's hands were freezing cold, so she obviously needed these slippers more than her, "You wear them, your hands are so cold like this gone."

Seeing that she was still unwilling to wear it, Xia Mei pursed her lips into a line, and then squatted down to hold Mo Lin's ankle, forcing Mo Lin's foot into the slippers.

Mo Lin quickly pulled Xia Mei up, and then put the ones he was holding on the table beside him, went to the bedroom and took the pair he was wearing, and put them in front of Xia Mei, imitating Xia Mei's appearance Putting one knee on the ground, holding Xia Mei's ankle to put on her shoes, but compared with Xia Mei's strength, Mo Lin's strength is much gentler.

After getting dressed, Mo Lin straightened up and pulled Xia Mei into the bedroom, "Your hands and feet are as cold as popsicles, don't go out with so little clothes next time!"

Xia Mei said softly "Yes", and then let Mo Lin put a down jacket on herself without moving.

Half an hour later, the two finally sat down at the dining table, eating their freshly heated breakfast.

Mo Lin's mouth moved, but his eyes kept staring at Xia Mei.

Xia Mei took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun with dried plums, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Maureen shook his head and said, "You look good."

Xia Mei's cheeks were dyed a blush, and the roots of her ears were also red, looking very embarrassed.She was wearing a white down jacket, the zipper was unzipped, revealing the windbreaker and sweater inside. It looked weird, but Mo Lin was fascinated by it, and couldn't move his eyes, so he blurted out the words:

"Sister, let's get the certificate in a few days."

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Xia Mei paused obviously, a flash of surprise quickly flashed in her eyes, but then she suppressed the look in her eyes, and said softly, "There is no rush, your parents and my parents haven't said anything yet. "

Mo Lin said this suddenly. Now that Xia Mei said that, he naturally understood that marriage is not that simple. The parents on both sides still don't know about her. Now that he thinks about it, Mo Lin realizes that he has a relationship with her. Xia Mei's marriage has a long way to go.

"Yes." Maureen said nah.

Because today is Saturday, the two of them don't go to work, and after breakfast, one of them is processing documents while the other is watching TV on the sofa.

Mo Lin leaned on Xia Mei, holding the tuner in her hand. She felt that the content on the TV was very boring, and it was not as good-looking as Xia Mei.

She simply turned off the TV, looked up at Xia Mei, Xia Mei was looking at the files on the computer with her eyebrows lowered, her thin lips pursed into a line, like a person in a painting.

Mo Lin stared blankly at Xia Mei, and then wanted to take a photo of Xia Mei with her mobile phone to record this beautiful side, but only at this time did she realize that she did not have her mobile phone with her.

"What's the matter?" Xia Mei asked, probably attracted by Mo Lin's movements of looking up and down for something.

"I don't know where the phone is." Mo Lin got up from the sofa and rummaged through the nearest coffee table.

"It's on the table in the bedroom. Your phone ran out of battery in the morning. I'll put it there to charge you." Xia Mei said nonchalantly.

Mo Lin nodded and went to the bedroom. Sure enough, she saw that her mobile phone was charging on the table. She unplugged the charger, turned off the mobile phone, and walked to the living room while turning it on.

"Auntie called in the morning and asked you