Qin Qingqing’s three years of junior high were over, and Mo Ziye’s three years of high school also just concluded.
The year she entered high school, Mo Ziye was eagerly accepted by several foreign schools.
Feeling unwell from her period and in a bad mood, Qin Qingqing ran back to the Qin Family ho that night, without even telling Mo Ziye.
It wasn’t until An Lin knocked on Qin Qingqing’s room door to tell her, "Qingqing, Ziye is here to pick you up."
Qin Qingqing lied on the bed, hugging her laptop. Hearing her mother’s words, she gloomily replied, "Mom, I’m staying ho tonight."
"Did you have a fight with Ziye?"
An Lin ca into the room, approached the bed, and asked her daughter with concern.
Fourteen-year-old Qingqing had grown into a graceful young girl, pure and beautiful, the secret admiration of countless boys at school.
"No."
Qin Qingqing answered curtly, then lowered her head to stare at her laptop.
"Qingqing, why didn’t you tell and just ran back here, making search everywhere for you?"
Outside the door, Mo Ziye’s gentle voice sounded. As he spoke, his long legs had already carried him inside.
Sixteen-year-old Mo Ziye was already as tall as his father.
He looked very much like the young Mo Xiuchen, and even possessed a spirited and vibrant air that Mo Xiuchen didn’t have in his youth.
Compared to the Mo Xiuchen who survived adversity back then, he had an extra touch of sunshine.
Qin Qingqing heard the voice, glanced up at him, then lowered her head again, not speaking.
An Lin smiled, dotingly patting Qingqing’s head, "Qingqing, I’ll step out. Have a good talk with Brother Ziye. Don’t be mad, okay?"
After all, this daughter was raised by Ziye from a young age; she and Ah Mu never had to worry. Naturally, she didn’t need to worry now.
If there were any issues between Qingqing and Ziye, those were Ziye’s concerns, and he would certainly handle it.
An Lin was absolutely assured of this.
Once outside, she thoughtfully closed the door for them.
Mo Ziye stood tall by the bed, looking down at Qin Qingqing, who was playing gas on the bed, speaking slowly, "Qingqing, do you plan to ignore forever?"
"Hmph."
Qin Qingqing snorted through her nose, shut her lips tightly, and said nothing.
Mo Ziye chuckled softly, the smile highlighting his handso face.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out to close her laptop, "Tell , why did you sneak back without a word? Did I do sothing to upset you?"
"Why do you close my laptop?"
Qin Qingqing glared at him angrily.
Her bright eyes were misty, seemingly carrying so grievance and sadness.
Mo Ziye squinted, raising his eyebrows to lock his gaze on hers, "I’ll help you later. First, let’s solve our problem."
"There’s nothing to solve. You can go abroad, and I won’t stay at your house anymore."
Qin Qingqing wasn’t a girl who could keep her feelings hidden inside.
In fact, most of the ti, her emotions were written all over her delicate face.
Mo Ziye’s eyes flashed with realization; so that was it.
"You’re upset thinking I’ll go abroad, so you ran back here?"
Mo Ziye said, reaching to lift her off the bed.
Qin Qingqing didn’t resist, naturally sitting on the bed.
She folded her legs, just keeping her head down, unwilling to look at Mo Ziye.
"Qingqing."
Mo Ziye called softly, his voice low and gentle, filled with the affection and care she knew.
Qin Qingqing pressed her lips in grievance, slowly raising her eyes to et his tender gaze, "..."
"I never said I was going abroad."
Mo Ziye’s broad hand brushed her head.
He habitually ruffled her soft hair, continuing, "I just told my parents that I won’t study abroad. I’m staying in G City for college, and then I’ll intern at the company."
"Really not going abroad?"
Qin Qingqing asked, not quite believing it.
Parents and teachers always said going abroad was good.
For an excellent student like Brother Ziye, foreign universities were eager to have him. Why wouldn’t he go abroad?
Mo Ziye nodded, the corner of his lips curving into a gentle smile.
He took his hand off her head, holding her soft little hand instead, "If I went abroad, what would you do? So, I’ve decided to stay here."
"Brother Ziye, you’re staying because of ?"
Qin Qingqing felt warm inside, her eyes suddenly misting with emotion.
She couldn’t bear to be apart from Brother Ziye. She had felt uneasy these past days, fearing Brother Ziye would leave for abroad next sester.
If they were apart, they wouldn’t see each other for a long ti.
Brother Ziye was an essential part of her life. She was used to having him by her side...
"That’s right, I’m staying here for you. I wouldn’t feel at ease leaving you with anyone else. However, even if I’m here for college, we can’t attend the sa school. You’ll need to be prepared for that."
"I understand. As long as you’re not going abroad, it’s okay."
Qin Qingqing bead with a bright smile, her misty eyes sparkling like stars under the light.
Seeing Qin Qingqing like this, Mo Ziye felt a soft spot in his heart, and his smile naturally grew, "Next ti, if there’s anything, just ask directly. Don’t just run ho quietly, I’ll worry."
"Brother Ziye, I won’t do it again."
Qin Qingqing was overjoyed. As long as Mo Ziye stayed, she’d agree to anything.
"So now, shall we go back ho?"
Mo Ziye asked with a teasing affection in his voice.
Qin Qingqing nodded, and as she rose with his support, sohow ended up falling into his arms.
Mo Ziye instinctively held her, "Be careful."
Qin Qingqing stared at his attractive lips, "Brother Ziye."
"Mm."
"I want to kiss you."
Before Mo Ziye could agree or refuse, Qin Qingqing moved her face closer, pressing her soft lips to his warm mouth.
Mo Ziye’s eyes flickered slightly.
His body tensed a bit, the sensation on his lips unfamiliar and tingling, like an electric shock...
It was entirely different from the feeling when Qin Qingqing kissed him years ago.
She didn’t seem to be satisfied with just a kiss, her soft lips remained on his, not knowing how to proceed, yet not pulling away either.
"Qingqing."
In the end, it was Mo Ziye who pulled them apart, looking at the blushing Qin Qingqing.
Her expression seed dazed, shy, and a little at a loss.
"Such a strange feeling..."
As he pulled away, she mumbled softly.
Mo Ziye swallowed, "Qingqing, we’ve grown up. It’s normal for things to feel different from when we were kids, but there are still so things we shouldn’t do right now."
"Brother Ziye, did you like the way I kissed you just now?"
Even though her face was burning, Qin Qingqing, like a curious child, wanted to know if Mo Ziye felt the sa joyful excitent from the kiss.
Mo Ziye nodded with a smile, "Of course I liked it. But, you’re still young; kissing is sothing adults do."
"I’m not doing anything else."
Qin Qingqing defended herself, blushing.
Mo Ziye laughed silently, bending over to grab her slippers, "Co on, let’s go ho."
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