Is the ending of Qing Mo Qing's "Regret for the Past" happy or sad?

Qing Mo Qing's Regret for the Past has a happy ending.

The misunderstanding between Long and Sang Xiao was solved, and Sang Xiao took the initiative to seek the forgiveness of Long. Finally, the lovers got together, and He Yanqing went to Tibet, with a happy ending.

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One day soon, like a child's face, it just rained cats and dogs in the morning and began to clear up at noon.

In the afternoon sunshine, someone was comfortably lying in a rocking chair reading a book, while I squatted aside and watched the ants move. Since someone is old and injured, we, as the people of the whole country, have always attached importance to calcium supplementation.

Suddenly, I remembered a headless case and reached out to push a person: "Hello." Someone turned a deaf ear, turned over a page and read a book by himself.

I thought for a moment: "Long Murphy, can you explain what a stopgap measure is?" "Huh?" He turned a page lightly, as if listening. I closed his book and repeated it tirelessly.

He looked up and gave me a slightly frowning look. "Yu Sangxiao, can you explain what divorce is?" I was stunned, and suddenly: "You deliberately led me to the bait!" His lips slightly hooked: "You too."

I touched my nose and said nothing. Okay, I feel sorry for myself first.

He added: "Guan Mu is right, and every sentence makes sense." He nodded in admiration. "I will increase his lawyer's fees this year."

What are you proud of? ! I snorted, squinted at him and said coldly, "Maybe this is what I really think?" He threw the book away: "Yu Sangxiao, are you trying to test my patience?" As soon as my scalp ached, I punched him hard: "You are crazy!" " "

It hurts! I was in pain and tears came out. I haven't manicured my nails for a long time, so I squeezed him hard.

Just as we were struggling, I heard a voice shouting, "Brother, Sang Xiao, where do you think this painting should be hung?" Ah-"the voice lasted at least ten seconds, and then it was better than nothing. "I didn't see anything, I didn't see it, you go on, go on ..." After a long distance, I heard him pour out, wondering, "Is it just because you came in twos and threes so early this spring and summer? "

I froze for a moment, and then I smiled. In twos and threes? Thanks to his imagination!

I really should take responsibility for this teacher.

I pushed long Murphy away and stared at him. He still looked relaxed and continued to sit in the rocking chair and read as if nothing had happened.

Shameless!

Suddenly thought of another thing: "hello."

He turned over a page at leisure: "Huh?"

I crowded beside him with ulterior motives: "Hey, guess a riddle?" I thought about it, word for word, "The moth has left, Xueyou has no children and has a beard, and occasionally stays alone." Type three words. "Carving insects can still come in handy. It seems that my poetry class didn't go for nothing.

"Ah?" He played dumb with a calm smile.

It took me half a day to say "uh-huh" three times in a perfunctory way and have the right to answer.

I'm depressed. I have been married for almost three years, and even such an idol drama takes half a day for each episode, and I can't get it. Baby, your dear mother, I am such a failure as a person! I got up and left dejectedly.

I just took two steps when I heard a voice behind me: "Idiot! The back of the ring on your hand. "

I took it off in some confusion. I've already read it. Not a bunch of twisted bean sprout symbols. What is there to see?

All of a sudden, my brain flashed, and maybe-

I sat back again, carefully and reluctantly: "What is it carved?"

He closed his eyes, and it took him a long time to say word for word: "Bo, Si, Yu." You will never speak again.

I hate it. Stamp my foot and leave. Dragon Murphy, the tables have turned, you wait, there will always be a beating!

Together, my hand is covered with a big palm.

"My parents left me the only memorial. I used to think that it would accompany me all my life. " He took my hand and his voice sounded as warm as his palm: "Sang Xiao, you are the only and most beautiful prey I have ever caught in my life."