Walking out of the police station, Mu Xiaojing stood at the bus waiting and looked up at the gray sky.

The bus stopped, the passengers should get off and get on, but she stood still like a statue, the door closed automatically and left, she was still immersed in her own world.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was dark, and the street lights came on.

Stepping down the steps, his heels staggered to the ground, his knees and palms rubbed against the asphalt, scars appeared on his skin, and bright red blood immediately oozed out. Then the pain spread to her body, making her bite her lip.

The tears that didn't flow just now suddenly fell, and the skin trauma felt so painful, how uncomfortable and painful would it be to be suffocated by the impact of water?

After crying for a while, Mu Xiaojing held on to the road and tried to stand up.

There was no bus passing by at this point, and she walked forward step by step on her own, and the wound was not treated, and the pain spread to her deep heart.

It was almost 20 o'clock when I returned to West Street, and I didn't eat at night and walked a long way with an injury, Mu Xiaojing was exhausted and could only hold on to the wall and go upstairs.

When I climbed to the floor, I was attracted by the figure standing at the door.

Dressed in a Korean version of a slim suit, simple and slightly gorgeous, Wen Yu's face looks charming under the light, and the melancholy black eyes under the sword eyebrows look into the deepest part of Mu Xiaojing's eyes.

"Senior... You..."Mu Xiaojing looked away at a loss, speechless in shock.

How would he know he was back on West Street?

Mo Wenxuan saw Chao Si's face, and his eyes were reluctant to move half a minute away.

Approaching her with a step, he reached out to help her down the steps, his low eyes hidden with pity, "Isn't it that he hasn't recovered yet, why did he get out?"

Mu Xiaojing stood stupidly, as his hand held her shoulder, turned his head to look at the handsome face that was close at hand, and walked the steps with his strength.

As soon as she moved, Mo Wenxuan immediately noticed that something was wrong with her, his eyes fell on her knees, her jeans were torn and cracked, and there were a little blood stains, and the skin that could be seen was bruised.

"Are you hurt? where else—" Let go of her, he crouched down to check on her injuries, looking anxious, more excited than his own injuries.

What is calm, gentle, and all the injuries that see her disappear without a trace.

"Don't worry, senior, it's just a small injury. ”

Mo Wenxuan's care made her take a few steps back.

"It's not a minor injury, it's serious if it's infected. Standing up, his eyes full of seriousness, "Let's go to the hospital with me to bandage it first, it's safer." ”

"It's good to have some medicine at home, you don't have to go to the hospital. ”

She was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon and did not want to go again.

"Okay, it's up to you, give me the key, I'll open the door. ”

If she doesn't want to, he won't force it, as long as the situation is not serious.

Watching from his determined gaze, Mu Xiaojing took out a bunch of keys from his satchel and handed them to him. Mo Wenxuan opened the door first, turned around and helped Mu Xiaojing in.

Let her sit in the chair and find the first aid kit, and when her injured palm spreads out in front of him, her inky pupils freeze. Carefully moistened her wound with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, then applied good medicine and bandaged it with gauze, and then treated the knee injury.

looked down at Mo Wenxuan, who was constantly busy for her, and asked, "I came back, did Xiao Ran tell you?!"

"Hmm..."

He could know so quickly that he would come to West Street to wait for her for the first time, who else could there be besides Hua Ran.

When he was in the company, he knew that Hua Dye was coming to report, and he left all his work behind, so he asked her about Xiao Jing's situation, and knew that Xiao Jing was discharged from the hospital, so he couldn't help but come.

After pasting the medical tape, Mo Wenxuan put away the medicine, "Xiao Jing... When you forget Leng Yuchen, can you give each other a chance?"

He didn't know how long it would take to forget someone, even if it was past Shaohua, it didn't matter, as long as he could be by her side.

Missed once, and this time he would never make the same mistake. Rather than hand it over to someone else, he wanted to keep it himself.

"Senior... I can't find Xiaohan, I don't think about other things in the future, and I can't think about it. ”

"What about finding Xiao Han?" held Mu Xiaojing's hand, stubbornly asking for an answer.

"Today I went to the police station and they told me he died... He's dead..."

Mu Xiaojing couldn't help crying, and the tears dripped onto the gauze on her hand, and she kept submerging, as if she was going to get wet.

"No... If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, don't believe it. ”

She was sad and wept, Mo Wenxuan didn't care whether the relationship between the two was suitable or not, he reached out and hugged her in his arms, tightly, and used all his strength to support her.

At this time, there was the weight she leaned on on his shoulders, which made him feel more at ease than ever. At least her pain, her injury, can be shared by him now.