Chapter 273 (1/2)

Xi muyao added chopsticks, put them in Lu Qingli's bowl and said in a low voice, ”still thinking about what happened just now? You say, think of a person, think of who? ”

Lu Qingli poked the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, pressed his lower lip tightly, and tears fell into the bowl.

Xi muyao quickly put down his chopsticks and took out some paper to wipe Lu Qingli's tears. There was some contradiction in his mind, which was not a good sign for him. In the past, he and Lu Qingli were mixed with a lot of deceit and disobedience. It should even be said that there is a trace of sweet sadness in their past. Too much too heavy bitterness and sorrow will be the weak sweet mercilessly diluted.

Lu Qingli shook his head, took the paper from Xi muyao's hand, wiped his tears and choked: ”oak, his name is oak. I don't know... I don't know what he looks like, but the name just slipped through my mind and was firmly held by me. It's a man, oak must be a man, I don't know why, but consciously told me, this is very certain

Lu Qing kept wiping his tears, and the tears flooded a paper towel.

Oak... Not him. Xi muyao's heart is full of sour gas. He once saw the name of oak in Lu Qingli's diary.

Oak and kapok. Lu Qingli never said it clearly in his diary, but if he is as smart as he is, how can he not guess what he means?

Xi muyao unconsciously rolled up and down the Adam's apple, and his throat was dry with some pain. He pulled the corner of his mouth, forced out a smile, raised his hand in Lu Qingli's hair gently stroked twice, ”good, don't cry. If you can't remember, just think about it. Isn't this the beginning of a turnaround? You're starting to remember the past

Lu Qingli nodded, but he didn't stop crying. ”I don't want to cry,” she said. But I can't stop... I don't know why. When I think of the name oak, it's like sadness sweeping all over the sky. Tears are out of my control... ”

Xi muyao tightened his fingers. The paper in his hand was tightly grasped out of countless folds. He didn't want to listen any more. He felt that as long as he heard Lu Qingli say more, the already stiff smile on his face would never last.

He got up and went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and brushed the skin on the back of his hands with cold water. He deeply spits out the turbid gas deposited in his chest, and then goes out of the kitchen again to sit beside Lu Qingli.

In silence, he gave Lu Qingli a dish and lowered his head to eat gracefully and slowly. The joy of sharing a meal with Lu Qingli was deeply interrupted. He didn't know what to eat, and the rice grains went into his mouth. He didn't even have the strength to chew.

Mingming doesn't want to hear Lu Qingli mention the name again, but he wants to know what happened between mu Wenshu and her? After Lu Qingli's amnesia, he thought that once he began to lie, we must use countless lies to make up for the loopholes in the last lie. The more you speak, the more skillful you are. The more you say it, the more you believe it.

Lu Qingli opened his eyes wide and frowned slightly, ”what? Who's gone? ”