Past Life Connection

Mo Yi was completely bewildered by the two of them. What was going on? "I can do anything, just don't send me away."

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Mo Yi's heart. He looked at Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao's busy figures, at the large and small bags they were carrying, as if each item was evidence that they were about to leave him.

His heart began to pound violently, as if it would leap out of his chest. He wanted to know for sure if they were really leaving him, but he was also afraid to hear the cruel answer.

"Where...where are you going?" Mo Yi's voice trembled, revealing his unease and fear.

Lu Yichen stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Mo Yi, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "We...we just wanted to go on a trip and relax." He tried to make his voice sound calm, but he couldn't hide the deliberate attempt to conceal his true feelings.

Mu Xiyao turned her head as well, her eyes filled with guilt and apology. "I'm sorry, Mo Yi, we just need some time and space to think about some things." Her voice was gentle yet firm, causing Mo Yi a sudden pang of heartache.

Mo Yi felt as if his heart was being torn apart; he felt his world collapsing. "Are you...are you going to leave me?" His voice was almost choked with sobs, making everyone who heard it feel heartbroken.

Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao exchanged a glance, both seeing the hesitation and struggle in each other's eyes. They knew they couldn't tell Mo Yi the truth, because that would only cause him more pain.

"No, Mo Yi, we won't leave you." Lu Yichen stepped forward and gently patted Mo Yi's shoulder, trying to comfort him. "We just need some time to deal with some things. Don't worry, we'll be back."

Mu Xiyao walked over to Mo Yi and gently hugged him, letting him feel her warmth and support. "I'm sorry, Mo Yi, we really didn't mean to. Believe us, we'll come back."

Mo Yi's heart gradually calmed down. He leaned against Mu Xiyao's chest, feeling her breath and warmth. He knew he couldn't lose them; he couldn't let them leave him like this.

"I...I will wait for you." Mo Yi's voice was slightly choked, but more so firm and determined. "No matter where you go, I will wait for you to come back."

Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao exchanged a smile, seeing the emotion and relief in each other's eyes. They knew their decision was right, because their friendship and love were worth waiting for.

"Thank you, Mo Yi," Lu Yichen said softly. "We will remember you."

“We will come back,” Mu Xiyao promised.

Then they turned and left, leaving Mo Yi standing alone. He watched their figures recede into the distance, his heart filled with reluctance and anticipation. He knew they would return, for their hearts would always be together.

Mo Yi's psychological state is a complex and subtle mixture. His inner world is like the calm before a storm, seemingly peaceful on the surface, but with undercurrents surging beneath. His thoughts are like a bird bound by chains, yearning for freedom yet fearing the unknown sky.

When he faced Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao, his heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. He longed for their understanding and acceptance, yet worried that his feelings would become a burden to them. His pride and inferiority complex alternated repeatedly, making him appear both vulnerable and strong in their presence.

Mo Yi's emotions were like torn fabric, a mixture of deep dependence on Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao, and fear of their possible departure. His love burned like a raging flame within him, making him both brave and cowardly in their presence.

On lonely nights, Mo Yi would lie in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, his thoughts racing like wild horses across the plains of memories. He would recall the happy times they had spent together, those warm images like knives, tearing at his heart. He would remember their smiles, their sweet words, which eroded his soul like poison.

Mo Yi's heart was filled with doubt and unease. He didn't know how to face the future, how to face their departure. His mind was filled with confusion and bewilderment; he didn't know how to choose, how to decide. His emotions were like a storm-swept ocean, surging and boundless.

However, amidst this emotional turmoil, Mo Yi also possessed an unwavering strength. He knew he had to be strong, he had to be brave. He knew he couldn't let his emotions become a burden to them, he couldn't let them be troubled because of him. He knew he had to learn to be independent, to learn to face life's difficulties and challenges.

Mo Yi's inner world was a silent war, a struggle and battle within himself. His emotions were his weapon, his reason his shield. He was wounded in this war, but he also grew stronger. His inner world, though filled with chaos and pain, was also brimming with hope and courage. When Mo Yi saw Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao, his heart was instantly filled with joy and excitement. His heart pounded, like a drumbeat, almost overwhelming him. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he stared intently at them, as if trying to hold them in his sight forever.

His heart was filled with longing and yearning for them. He wanted to rush over and hug them, to tell them how much he missed them. However, he was afraid that his actions would make them uncomfortable or bothered, so he could only suppress his excitement and stand silently to the side, watching them with expectant eyes.

Mo Yi was filled with complex emotions. He was happy to see them, but also afraid that they would leave him again. His heart was filled with contradictions and struggles; he didn't know how to face them or how to express his feelings.

His thoughts were a jumbled mess. He tried to organize them, but found his mind completely occupied by them. He felt his breathing quicken and his face flush. He knew he had fallen deeply infatuated with them.

However, he also knew he had to remain calm and control his emotions. He didn't want his actions to make them uncomfortable or bothered; he just wanted to quietly stay by their side and enjoy their company and love.

Mo Yi's heart was filled with deep feelings for Lu Yichen and Mu Xiyao, but he also knew he had to remain rational and calm. He would cherish the time he spent with them and strive to become a better person to repay their care and love.

He was really afraid of being kicked out.

I never make a mistake.

Looking at Mo Yi's expression, Mu Xiyao said, "You stay at my house and behave yourself, think of yourself as my younger brother, understand?"

Mo Yi still couldn't quite believe it.

It felt like I was dreaming.