Love perfect score

Chapter 40

Yan Xiaomu's cell phone number had never been changed, so Xu Qingqiao followed his memory and dialed the number he knew by heart in his third year of high school, and found him.

This was the first time in several years that Xu Qingqiao contacted him proactively.

Xu Qingqiao didn't try to excuse himself, and he never thought of defending himself. He knew that it was all his fault all these years.

After all, Yan Xiaomu is good, although he left without saying goodbye, but Xu Qingqiao is willing to find him, he is still willing.

The last person was found in a book rental store.

The rise of online literature makes the business of renting bookstores worse every year, and maybe they will have to close in two years.

The borrowing area and the leisure reading room are combined into one room, and only a few rows of bookshelves are left on the wall. The rows of large bookshelves in the middle of the room were removed, and a few tables and chairs for readers to read were placed.

When Xu Qingqiao entered the door, Yan Xiaomu was carrying a flat schoolbag, and was standing in front of a bookshelf against the wall, staring at a row of books in a daze.

Xu Qingqiao didn't approach him, and sent him a text message from a distance. Soon, Yan Xiaomu looked down at the phone, then turned to look in Xu Qingqiao's direction.

It was hard to talk in the bookstore, Xu Qingqiao wanted to take him away, Yan Xiaomu followed obediently, but kept silent.

Xu Qingqiao's car parked in a remote corner, Yan Xiaomu followed her to the car and stopped.

Xu Qingqiao had already opened the driver's door, saw that Yan Xiaomu on the other side had no intention of getting into the car, so she closed it again, and walked to Yan Xiaomu's side, "Let's find a place to talk, if you don't want to go too far, you can talk in the car .”

Yan Xiaomu drooped down, then lifted up quickly, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

Xu Qingqiao helped him open the car door and asked him to get in the car, but saw him take two steps back and shook his head, "No more..."

Xu Qingqiao heard him say - no, I don't want to talk about it.

"Xiaomu," Xu Qingqiao took a step towards him, "get in the car."

"No!" Yan Xiaomu's voice suddenly became louder, and he pushed Xu Qingqiao, shaking uncontrollably.

Xu Qingqiao hugged him, held the back of his neck, and pressed him into her arms to keep him from moving.

But the trembling of the person in his arms was transmitted directly to Xu Qingqiao's body through this intimate contact, which made his heart feel a little colder.

"Xiaomu," Xu Qingqiao asked him as calmly as possible, "What kind of medicine are you taking?"

Yan Xiaomu just shook his head in pain as if he couldn't hear him.

"Tell me, what medicine are you taking?" Xu Qingqiao could no longer pretend to not see his abnormality, but when he really asked, he realized that the process of waiting for an answer could be so tormenting.

Yan Xiaomu raised his hands to cover his ears, struggled in Xu Qingqiao's arms, the words he said could not form a complete sentence.

Xu Qingqiao hugged him patiently and comforted him. It took an unknown amount of time before she heard what he said clearly.

What this person said over and over again clearly is - I am very good, I am obedient, and I will not break up.

"I'm very good...I'm obedient..." Yan Xiaomu lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, and said slowly in a broken cry, "Don't break up..."

After breaking up for more than four years, Yan Xiaomu still told him not to break up when they met again.

"It's my fault." Xu Qingqiao rubbed Yan Xiaomu's back vigorously a few times, his voice was a little hoarse, "Xiaomu is right, it's all my fault."

Yan Xiaomu put his hand on Xu Qingqiao's forearm, trying to push him away, but he couldn't, and was hugged back even tighter. Xu Qingqiao's strength was so strong that he almost broke his thin waist through the schoolbag.

Finally got into the car, Yan Xiaomu sat in the co-pilot crying so weakly, Xu Qingqiao remembered the handkerchief with the moon embroidered on it, but Yan Xiaomu no longer used it.

Xu Qingqiao took out a piece of paper for him, and saw that he spread the whole paper towel over his face as usual, with his face upturned, as if he was catching the paper towel with his slapped face, and then took the paper towel with the palm of his hand. Press onto face to absorb excess moisture.

After crying so sadly, the movement of wiping his face is still as complicated as ever.

Xu Qingqiao asked him, "Where's the handkerchief?"

Yan Xiaomu took the tissue off his face, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need a handkerchief long ago."

It seems that he is gathering all his energy, and when he speaks out dully, it is still childish to others.

Yan Xiaomu just operated, but the tears hanging on his chin were still not wiped clean, Xu Qingqiao stared at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to help him wipe it off.

Yan Xiaomu was quiet for a while, pursed her lips, and said slowly: "If you don't like me anymore, don't kiss and hug me..."

Xu Qingqiao leaned on the steering wheel and looked at him with his head tilted. After hearing this, he turned his face back briefly, smiled silently, and then turned his head to see Yan Xiaomu grabbing the corner of his clothes and rubbing them again and again, like It's embarrassing, and it seems to be distracted.

Xu Qingqiao reached out and lifted the corner of his puckered mouth, paused, and asked him again: "What medicine did you take? Can you show me?"

Yan Xiaomu pursed his lips and said nothing, turned the schoolbag behind him to his knees, unzipped the schoolbag, lowered his head to fiddle with it for a while, and found out a thin box.

Xu Qingqiao took it over and took a look.

Sure enough, it was not Jianweixiaoshi tablets, but venlafaxine, an antidepressant.

"My mother told me to take the medicine, but I think I'm well, so I don't need to take it anymore." Yan Xiaomu strengthened his tone, "I'm not sick, so I don't need to take the medicine. Once I take the medicine, I feel sleepy."

Xu Qingqiao helped him put the medicine into the schoolbag, and then zipped it up again, the whole process was just silent.

Putting the schoolbag back into Yan Xiaomu's arms, Xu Qingqiao lowered his hand to hold his wrist, exerted a little strength, and held it for a long time before saying, "Have you gone to see a doctor?"

Yan Xiaomu shrank a little, the redness in his eyes hadn't completely subsided, "Mom will take me to see a doctor once a month."

Before Xu Qingqiao could answer, Yan Xiaomu stammered, "Are we done talking? I'm going to find Zhang Ming after we finish talking."

Xu Qingqiao withdrew his hand, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, his thoughts were all entangled in his heart, he had no choice but to just let Yan Xiaomu go.

Holding the schoolbag in his arms, Yan Xiaomu stretched out his hand to open the door, but failed to open the door after pulling the inside button a few times, then turned to look at Xu Qingqiao.

Xu Qingqiao also looked at him, "Where do you work now?"

Yan Xiaomu didn't intend to answer, rubbed his eyes and yawned, feeling sleepy again.

Xu Qingqiao had no choice but to add his WeChat in the car. After adding WeChat, the brows that had been tense relaxed a little.

"You don't need to do this." Yan Xiaomu whispered while grabbing the phone, "I know we broke up, I won't pester you, and I won't make you responsible, if you really don't like me, don't feel guilty... "

Xu Qingqiao listened to his thoughts, and sent him her company address and home address in City A on WeChat.

Yan Xiaomu saw the WeChat message, but didn't respond, and repeated in a low voice, saying that he was leaving.

"I'll take you there." Xu Qingqiao reached out and rubbed Yan Xiaomu's head, then changed his tone, "Xiaomu, I'll take you there."

"No more." Yan Xiaomu shook his head slowly, speaking more slowly than before, "If you don't like me, then don't do things that always make me misunderstand... You said you still need to think about it...then Just wait until you think it over."

Xu Qingqiao didn't say anything, unlocked the door and let him out.

Yan Xiaomu put his schoolbag on his back and went down by himself, feeling a little dizzy when he stepped on the ground.

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing behind him, then turned around, Xu Qingqiao had already walked in front of him, a tall figure covered him, the back of his head was held down by a hand, and immediately after, Xu Qingqiao kissed fell down.

Like when she was a teenager, Xu Qingqiao bit his lower lip viciously, and sucked heavily on the tip of his tongue. The tough softness penetrated straight in, and kissed every corner of his mouth delicately.

Yan Xiaomu was breathless from the kiss, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water vapor, and his round almond eyes were soaked into a little light.

"I said I don't like you anymore?" Xu Qingqiao parted some of his lips, touched his forehead to his forehead, panting, "Why is Xiao Mu so disobedient?"

Yan Xiaomu was dazed by the kiss, with a cute look on his face that didn't react.

Xu Qingqiao straightened up, pressed her fingertips on Yan Xiaomu's bloodshot lips, and wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Xiaomu finally came to his senses, lowered his head, beat Xu Qingqiao's arm as if venting, and said in a crying voice, "Xu Qingqiao, you are necrotic."

Xu Qingqiao hugged him again, let him beat and scold, turned her head and kept kissing his cheek and forehead.

"I won't kiss you anymore." Yan Xiaomu twisted his body to resist.

"Xiaomu has indeed grown up." Xu Qingqiao pressed the back of his neck and said in a low voice, "Now he can lose his temper so much."

"I'm not sick, don't pity me just because of this...just say you like me." Yan Xiaomu wrinkled his face in pain, and stretched out his hand to try to push Xu Qingqiao away.

Xu Qingqiao hugged him tightly, with a hoarse voice, and said with difficulty in his ear: "I can't love others after breaking up with you. If you do the same, we will get back together."