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    Zhang Chixiao felt a bad look, and tilted his head to hit the boy's deep eyes.

    He was stunned for a few seconds, then moved away from Mingyan.

    The boy withdrew his icy gaze and continued to stare at the girl intently.

    Zhang Chixiao laughed, "Momo, you should go."

    Mingyan's heart tightened and she said stupidly, "So fast."

    "Uncle is busy with work, so I have to pick Momo back early." Zhang Chixiao glanced at the hands that the two of them had been clasping together, "Momo, let's go."

    Ming Mo didn't respond, and tightened his grip on Mingyan.

    Zhang Chixiao shrugged and looked at Father Ming and the others, "Thank you for taking care of Momo during this time."

    The man abides by the spirit of the actor, "Yes, yes, thank you so much."

    Father Ming said politely, "It's okay."

    Grandpa Ming sighed, with a bit of reluctance in his eyes, turned and walked into the house, not wanting to see the scene of separation.

    He is old and can't see that picture.

    Zhang Chixiao urged it several times.

    Ming Mo ignored him, staring straight at the girl who was also silent and kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

    After a while, the girl raised her head, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, but she still smiled: "Momo, you should go."

    Ming Mo opened his mouth and called, "Ayan."

    "Um."

    "Ayan, Momo misses you." He said.

    Tears poured out of Mingyan's eyes instantly, and at the moment when she was about to fall, she looked up at the blue sky, and her choked voice revealed her emotions.

    "Momo, you have to remember to call me every day."

    "it is good."

    Mingyan looked at the car parked not far away, and let go of Ming Mo's hand, "Go back with them."

    Ming Mo looked at her profile, was silent for a few seconds, leaned in and kissed, and said hoarsely, "Ayan, wait for me to come to you."

    She said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

    Ming Mo quietly stared at her face, as if to engrave her in the bottom of his eyes, the bottom of his heart, the deepest part of his mind.

    can never be erased.

    He would remember a girl who handed him a candy and went into the mountains to find him, just to give him a home.

    "Mo Mo." Zhang Chixiao called out helplessly.

    Ming Mo looked at him lightly, then walked to the car, and when he was about to get into the car, a girl's voice sounded behind him.

    "Don't look back, Momo."

    He froze.

    "I'm afraid that if you turn back, I don't want you to leave." The girl's voice was crying, "You have to remember to eat well, get used to sleeping alone, you have a cold constitution, and remember to wear more clothes."

    "..."

    "Take care of yourself, don't make me worry."

    "Momo, goodbye."

    As the last word fell, Ming Mo couldn't help but turn around, but only saw the back of the girl running into the room.

    He stared blankly at the direction she was leaving, until she disappeared, and then he murmured, "Ayan, goodbye."

    Zhang Chixiao said goodbye to Ming's father, and got into the car with Ming Mo.

    The two sat in the back seat and neither spoke a word.

    The man drove the car in front and asked with a smile, "Little boss, how did I act just now?"

    Zhang Chixiao responded perfunctorily: "Very good."

    The man said proudly: "I tell you, if it wasn't for my looks that delayed my career, and my perfection's acting skills, I would have won an award like that!"

    Zhang Chixiao was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense. He focused on the boy next to him. After thinking for a few seconds, he said respectfully, "Sir, the Ming family is not the same as us. You don't need to care about Yan... Mingyan."

    The car slowly drove out of Xinhua Village, Ming Mo looked at the familiar grass and trees outside through the window, his face became cold, and his fingertips stroked the red rope bracelet on his wrist.

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