Chapter 272 No Rejection

In fact, Sang Mo was not surprised that Zhang Qiling could come.

In order to give relative fairness, he even deliberately chose the Mongolian grasslands, but the person he found was still Zhang Qiling, not Hei Xia Zi or Xie Yuchen.

Only Zhang Qiling would look for him aimlessly, day after day, never giving up, and would keep searching until he finds him.

He guessed that the probability of being found by Zhang Qiling was about half. As for the other half, it would require luck and time, or perhaps Hei Xia Zi would find him first.

After all, it was Hei Xia Zi who found him first in the previous times, but that was just a hypothesis.

And now, Zhang Qiling had indeed come and was sitting next to him.

The seemingly quiet and cold man had a slightly shy look in his eyes, but he was constantly expressing joy in his heart.

[That’s great, it was me who found you, not a blind man, not Xie Yuchen! 】

[Wow, I'm so happy. I'm so happy that I can't control my hands and feet. What should I do? What should I do? What should I say? 】

[I can't just say nothing. He's still looking at me. I can't be silent anymore. I also want to provide him with emotional value. 】

[But I really don’t know what to say...]

Sang Mo looked at him with a smile on his face and did not urge him. He wanted to see what this man would say.

Perhaps the pressure from his gaze was too strong. Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and said in a very soft voice, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Why didn’t I come to Mongolia earlier? 】

[He waited for three years!] ! ! 】

Sang Mo, "......"

Although he seemed to have grown a little bigger after not seeing him for three years, he knew everything in his heart, but the words he said never hit the point.

Sang Mo chuckled, "It doesn't matter. I thought I would have to wait ten or eight years, but it's only been three years."

Zhang Qiling's language library was stuck for a moment, "......"

Sang Mo added: "Tell me about it. I'm quite curious about how you found me."

Zhang Qiling looked at him and carefully moved a little closer to Sang Mo. Seeing that Sang Mo did not seem disgusted, he carefully moved his sitting position again.

Now the distance between their bent legs was only one or two centimeters, and their trouser legs were fitting together.

[No rejection!] 】

[Sang Mo did not refuse!] 】

He saw that Sang Mo was still smiling and watching his actions, and seemed to have sensed a signal from this silent silence. With his ears slightly red, he carefully reached out and grabbed Sang Mo's right hand.

He called out softly, "Sang Mo."

[Sang Mo really didn’t refuse!] 】

[She didn't even refuse to hold hands!] 】

Sang Mo glanced at the hand he was wrapping, then looked at the tip of the man's ear which was already red. He turned the hand he was holding, and with his palms touching, he deliberately hooked the man's palm with his little finger.

Sure enough, the other person's pupils shrank and his face turned slightly red.

[Why do you use your little finger to hook my palm! 】

Is he teasing me? 】

[Then...if I hold his fingers tightly, he probably won't refuse, right? 】

Sang Mo clicked his tongue, "You're not going to tell me?"

Zhang Qiling quickly shook his head, "No, I just don't know where to start."

"Then just say whatever comes to your mind." After saying this, Sang Mo opened his right hand and inserted each finger into the gaps between Zhang Qiling's fingers.

Zhang Qiling stared blankly at each other's hands clasped together. He blinked, feeling a little confused and a little unreal.

Then the hand that had clasped his fingers suddenly let go of him, and his eyes followed the movement of the hand.

The hand took out a lighter from the trouser pocket and lit the cigarette that the left hand held to his lips.

[Oh, so you want to light a cigarette.] 】

Sang Mo, "......"

He exhaled a puff of smoke and handed the lit cigarette to Zhang Qiling. Seeing that Zhang Qiling was still in a daze, he could only put the lit cigarette to this man's mouth.

Zhang Qiling reacted quickly, stretched out his hand to take the cigarette, but felt a little annoyed after doing so.

[How did this broken hand catch it?] 】

[I actually refused this thing that Sang Mo brought to my lips! 】

Sang Mo glanced at him, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "Calm down with a cigarette."

Zhang Qiling, "?"

[He could see my excitement, but he was still so considerate. 】

Sang Mo sighed again, "The scenery here is very nice. When I have nothing to do, I go fishing and ride horses on the grassland."

"But Hongzao died a few days ago. I erected a tombstone for it and killed the wolf. You came a little late and didn't see Hongzao."

"It was a very beautiful horse, but it was a pity that she had a short life."

Zhang Qiling smoked silently, listening to Sang Mo's slow voice, and now he calmed down.

But after calming down, I again didn't know how to start the conversation or what to say.

[You are sad, right? What should I say to comfort you? 】

He heard Sang Mo calling him, "Zhang Qiling."

Glancing sideways, Sang Mo raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Zhang Qiling, if you're shy, I'll cover your eyes for you."

"Now that you can't see me, you can boldly say that you miss me."

Zhang Qiling felt his heart tremble and shyness quickly overwhelm him, even his covered eyes were blinking rapidly, his dense eyelashes quickly scratched his palm like a small brush, making Sang Mo feel a little itchy.

He subconsciously covered her more tightly, and his tone was deliberately a little vicious, "You don't want to tell me? So you don't miss me?"

How could I not want to? 】

[Thinking about it every moment!] 】

Haha, you’re so stubborn!

Sang Mo used a little more strength, "Really not going to tell me?"

Zhang Qiling was blindfolded and couldn't see anything. He could only sense Sang Mo's unfriendly tone and said according to his heart, "No, I miss you a lot."

"I often have hallucinations when I miss you so much. I thought it was an illusion when I saw you just now. It wasn't until I heard your inner voice that I was sure it wasn't an illusion."

"Sang Mo."

"I missed you so much."

Sang Mo let go of his hand, stared into his eyes and said, "Can't you speak now?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met such a pair of smiling eyes. Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he saw Sang Mo with such eyes.

【Eyes full of smiles. 】

[And these eyes are full of my reflection. 】

[It was as if I was the only one in his eyes. Being stared at by him like this made me feel like I owned the whole world. 】

Sang Mo, "......"

He turned his head to the side to smoke, thinking that if he continued to look at this person like this, he would probably get angry soon.

Didn't you see that this guy already had signs of red heat? Just teasing him once was enough.

He changed the subject easily, "What about the blind man's ex-boyfriend?"

Zhang Qiling's joy was instantly shattered.

[Why bring up your boyfriend at this time! 】

He was a little glum.

It seemed as if everything that happened just now was his hallucination. Why did Sang Mo mention the blind ex-boyfriend at this time!

[Shouldn't we talk to each other from the bottom of our hearts when we just meet again? 】