He relied on his status as a victim to wantonly hurt Mu Hengshi. He was a complete coward. "Wuwu... Mu Hengshi, I... I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
Song Qingmo felt so confused that he forgot about the black metal ball in his hand. He also began to hear hallucinations.
"Xiao Mo, I know you love to cry, but I don't want you to cry because of me anymore. Xiao Mo, for everything that happened in the past, I want to say, I'm sorry... and I love you."
Realizing that this was not fake, Song Qingmo suddenly raised his head, "What...did you say?" Mu Hengshi was floating in the air, and Song Qingmo wanted to touch him but didn't dare.
"Did you hear it clearly? Or do you want to hear I love you again?" Mu Xingshi showed a sly smile on his face.
"You!" Song Qingmo's ears turned red and he forgot to cry for a moment.
"That's right, that's cute. Don't cry, smile more. I heard everything you said just now. I'm still angry. But if you hesitate any longer, I'll really die, the kind that will never be reincarnated." Mu Hengshi gently touched his face with his fingers and wiped away the tears that had not yet dried for him.
"Ah?" Song Qingmo just remembered the ball in his hand, "I'll start now."
"Wait," Mu Hengshi stopped him.
"I won't have any memory by then, and if you change your mind, there's nothing I can do."
Mu Heng looked at Song Qingmo with a resentful look, but the love in his eyes was not concealed. "So, I think--"
Mu Hengshi gently placed a solemn and pious kiss on Song Qingmo's forehead. This was the first real kiss between them, without any dirtiness, just because of love.
"Alright," Mu Hengshi's slightly hoarse and pleasant voice fell beside Song Qingmo's ear, "Xiao Mo, I'll wait for you. At the same time, no matter what you choose, I won't blame you. Just follow your heart."
Mu Hengshi covered Song Qingmo's eyes. When Song Qingmo saw the light again, Mu Hengshi disappeared, as if everything that had just happened was imagined by Song Qingmo.
"Huh~" Song Qingmo let out a long breath, touching his forehead where he had just received a warm kiss. His mind was clear, and he gazed into the distance. He placed his hand on the black ball, and a burst of strong light erupted, engulfing everything.
…
There were some laughs and the sound of moving things coming from next door. Little Mu Hengshi's ears moved. He looked as if it had nothing to do with him, but he was complaining in his heart that it was a bit noisy.
When the song was over, he was about to jump down from the high stool, but when he lowered his head, he saw a little guy coming to the piano stand.
He saw his own figure in his starry eyes. The little man realized that he had been discovered, laughed, and said in a childish and clear voice, "Are you the little prince who can play the piano?"
Mu Hengshi was stunned for a moment. He actually thought that the little kid who appeared in front of him was cute. His body moved before his brain. He pinched Song Qingmo's fair and round face and nodded.
Song Qingmo's smile widened upon seeing this, which made Mu Hengshi a little embarrassed. Ah! What was he doing? He was embarrassed in his heart, but his body was honest, and he didn't let go of his hand on the other person's face.
"Little Prince, you like me so much, can we be friends?" Song Qingmo climbed onto the stool and sat side by side with Mu Hengshi.
“…”
Little Mu Heng had never encountered such a situation before. He turned away with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, humming a simple syllable.
"Hehe, okay, from today on we are good friends. To prevent you from changing your mind, let's do some fishing." Song Qingmo swung her feet happily, stretched out her hands on both sides, and made a hook gesture.
Mu Hengshi didn't move. Song Qingmo patiently maintained the same posture. After a moment, a small hand slowly approached and gently pressed on it.
When Song Qingmo caught sight of Mu Heng, his ears turned crimson red, and he thought, how nice!
The sunshine is scattered on the two children, not much, and one can only wish that they can do whatever they want, no longer be bound by anything, no longer suffer from unexpected disasters, and be the protagonists of their own lives.
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