Mu Fan didn't continue, he just shook his head a little helplessly, lowered his eyes, and was silent for a while before he spoke to Mu Mu in front of him.

"Mom, it's late at night, you should go upstairs and rest. The voice was hoarse and haggard, which was a rare occurrence for Mu Fan.

"No, Xiaofan, don't kneel, get up quickly, your father is going to rest now, you understand your father's, he has a hard mouth, but he is soft-hearted, and it's good to be angry. "Where can Mu Mu let her son kneel like this again, it's winter, Mu Fan is kneeling on the cold ground like this, with injuries on his body, one night has passed, I'm afraid that half of his life will be gone, although Mu Fan's body is very strong, he can't bear such a toss, and Mu Mu, as a mother, is even more reluctant to Mu Fan's toss.

"This is what I deserve. Mu Fan looked at Mu Mu in front of him, his eyes softened a little, he shook his head, feeling the cold wind blowing into the room from the skylight, the ground where his knees touched, a burst of cold penetrated into his knees, it was very cold, but this cold could make him calm down enough, his heart was too chaotic, and he needed to calm down.

"Mom, I want to calm down too. Mu Fan raised her head and closed her eyes, as if she could calm down her heart, but when she closed her eyes, her heart was even more chaotic, her mind was full of pale faces, and the smile she had when she left today said thank you to him.

Ji Baimo's ambiguity around Yan Bai felt extremely dazzling, as if the whole world was isolated from them, and no one could insert it, he was just a bystander standing in the farthest distance, silent.

The corners of Mu Fan's lips hooked up a sarcastic smile, as if he was mocking himself at the moment.

It's like being sick.

And he is not lightly ill.

"Xiao Fan, you should be doing this to protect someone, tell your mother, does that person know?" Mu Mu looked at the complicated emotions on Mu Fan's face, she sighed, and finally spoke, her son has always been forbearing, but he is afraid that no matter what he does, he will not let the other party know and let the other party find out.

Hide her wounds, although Mu's mother asked, but in fact, she knew in her heart that according to her son's temperament, he probably wouldn't let others notice anything.

"Mom, go and rest, I want to think quietly alone. Mu Fan shook his head, did not answer Mu Mu's words, Mu Mu refused to leave, stayed by Mu Fan's side, under Mu Fan's repeated persuasion, this left, and finally only Mu Fan was left in the living room, his back looked a little lonely, he was still kneeling on the ground, his back was straight, like a static sculpture, lifeless, and there was no expression on his face, but he looked up at the window, the moon was very round, and the night was very deep.

His lips moved slightly, and no one heard what Mu Fan said, but it could be seen that he seemed to be muttering a person's name, full of mixed emotions.

Full of choices.

……

At the same time, the Ji family, the living room of the Ji family was brightly lit, and Ji Baimo stood in the living room, looking at the people who broke into his house with a friendly smile on his face.

Yan Li looked at Ji Baimo in front of him, looked around, and finally spoke.

"Where's the vain?"

"She was tired and already asleep. Ji Baimo replied.

"Where are you sleeping?" Yan Li looked at Ji Baimo in front of him and spoke.