"Mom said why is it him?" Luo Yan looked at his brother's pale and feeble appearance, and looked at him with a frown.

Hearing the self-blame in Luo Yan's tone, Luo Mu's eyes were also full of pain.

And she kept looking at them, she also covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound, crying quietly.

Constantly covering her mouth, she watched her mother suddenly lie on Luo Fan's body, and looked at him in pain.

Why is it him, isn't it true that he's just getting started?

Turning around, Luo Yan leaned weakly against the corner of the balcony, shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he wanted to vent all his pain by sensationalism.

But such a small amplitude was still cut off.

Just as Luo Yan was crying on the balcony in a low voice, the door in front of him was suddenly pushed open by someone walking from outside.

"What's the matter with you, why are you sitting on the ground?" Su Lichen frowned and looked at Luo Yan who was sitting on the ground in front of him, looking at him pitifully with tears on his face.

"I want to sit on the ground. Luo Yan said arrogantly and turned her head not to look at him.

Noticing Luo Yan's still lit mobile phone, Su Lichen frowned and looked at her curiously.

Quickly hung up the video in his hand, Luo Yan shook his head and whispered: "I just saw a small video that hit my tears." ”

"I really didn't expect that our sugar-loving baby Luo Baobao turned out to be a little crying bag. Looking at Luo Yan's reluctant smile, Su Lichen put the clothes basket in his hand on the ground and casually dried the freshly washed clothes in his hand.

Looking at the corners of Su Lichen's curvature mouth, Luo Yan frowned and wiped the tears on his face vigorously.

"I'm not a crying bag. After Luo Yan finished speaking, he looked at Su Lichen in front of him even more dissatisfied.

Ignoring what Luo Yan said, he shook the clothes that still had water droplets in his hands, and continued the movements in his hands.

"Do you want my help drying clothes?" Luo Yan said and stood up, quickly picked up the clothes in the basket and shook them off.

"No, how about you go wash your flower cat face?" Su Lichen looked at the small fabric in her hand and wanted to say something, and saw a flushed face.

Ignoring Su Lichen's words, Luo Yan, who unfolded the fabric, wanted to say something, and saw clearly what the piece of fabric in his hand was.

Putting aside the fabric in his hand, Luo Yan said embarrassedly: "Since you have said so, then I will do it, good night." ”

The fabric that Luo Yan stuffed into his hand unfolded again, Su Lichen shook his head helplessly, and quickly finished drying the clothes in the basket and returned to the bed.

There was no dream all night, and by the time the two of them opened their eyes again, it was already early the next morning.

Thinking of being disgusted by his mentor yesterday, Luo Yan quickly opened his eyes and stood up, walked out of the dormitory lightly, and walked towards the training room where there was no voice.

Walking lightly to the downstairs of the training room, Luo Yan was just about to walk upstairs, but he heard a familiar voice from the depths of the stairs on the side.

Who is it and why are you coming to the training room at this time?

Luo Yan, who was puzzled, cautiously walked to the staircase and heard a female voice.

"Didn't I say it, please give me some time, and when I finish the program, I will accompany you wholeheartedly. Liu Wu said and squatted down, playing with her hair in pain.

But it seems that the person on the other end didn't want to give her another chance, and hung up the phone in his hand directly.

"Don't be so ruthless, I...... Don't hang up the phone!" Liu Fu dialed her phone again, but no one paid attention to her call.

After several more attempts, Liu Wu gave up on dialing the phone again, threw the phone aside and cried bitterly.

"Did you say you would give me time?" Liu Wu said, and even cried bitterly when he spoke.