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walked quickly all the way without stopping, and came directly to Fan Xuan's piano shop.

The door was still closed, and Mo Fuluo did not hesitate, so he jumped directly over the wall.

Although it was just dawn, Fan Xuan had already woken up. Or, more precisely, a sleepless night.

When Fan Xuan came back yesterday, he was in a trance, and as soon as he calmed down, he thought about the matter with Miss Bianjia, and he was even more tossing and turning when he was lying on the bed at night, and he couldn't solve any worries after thinking about it. I looked at the window, but it was already dawn.

When I came to the yard, I took out the sawdust that I was reluctant to throw away from the small statues carved a few days ago, grabbed a handful with my hands, and looked at it and became distracted.

When Mo Fuluo walked into the courtyard, what he saw was Fan Xuan holding sawdust in his hand and his eyes glazed.

sighed helplessly, stood and looked at Fan Xuan for a while, but he never reacted. Mo Fuluo could only cough and recall Fan Xuan's deep thoughts.

"Miss Mo, you're here."

Fan Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then pulled the corners of his mouth at Mo Fuluo, revealing a wry smile.

Looking at Fan Xuan, who was a little depressed at the moment, Mo Fuluo thought about it again and again, but still didn't know how to open his mouth to comfort him. She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would not be able to help but say inappropriate words from Fan Xuan and Bian Xueqing.

Therefore, Mo Fuluo decided not to say more. He just nodded towards Fan Xuan and said softly, "I'm sorry to bother Mr. Fan early in the morning, but I have something important to find Dr. Fang, I wonder if Mr. Fan can lead the way again?" Mo Fuluo's voice paused, and then he spoke: "Or, Mr. Fan can tell me how to find Dr. Fang when I get to the courtyard of Liufang Xiaozhu, I can go by myself, I know the way." ”

Although Fan Xuan was in a trance after some blows, he was essentially enthusiastic, so he hurriedly got up and arched his hand towards Mo Fuluo, and said, "Since there is something important, then I will go with Miss Mo!" After finishing speaking, as if he remembered something again, he glanced at the guest room, and said: "Zuo Gongzi is still asleep, and we will leave the door when we leave for a while, so that it is convenient for Miss Yang to come in and take care of it." ”

Mo Fuluo couldn't help frowning, if it weren't for Fan Xuan, she would have almost forgotten that there was still a Zuo Feng living in this courtyard.

"Yucui should be here soon, let's wait for her to come before leaving." Mo Fuluo waved his hand at Fan Xuan.

"It's fine." Fan Xuan put the sawdust in his hand into the small sack under his feet, clapped his hands and said, "Miss Mo hasn't eaten breakfast yet, has she?" I'm going to buy some. ”

After speaking, before Mo Fuluo could speak again, Fan Xuan walked out of the courtyard.

Mo Fuluo looked at Fan Xuan's back as he gradually moved away, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although Fan Xuan is a cloth dress, he is talented and careful, and he can be regarded as a person who can be entrusted for life. However, the character is too weak, and it seems impossible to get into Bian Xueqing's eyes when looking horizontally and vertically. On the other hand, depending on Bian Xueqing's brutal temperament, I am afraid that it will not be able to enter Fan Xuan's eyes. Is there something wrong?

Mo Fuluo glanced at the small pile of sawdust scattered from the small sack on the ground, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

I remember that the words written on the statue are: Sixue and Nianqing, naturally I will think of Xueqing, but if you look at it separately, maybe there is Xuexiu's name in it?

Bian Xuexiu? Isn't the person who has a close relationship with Fan Xuan the second lady of the Bian family, Bian Xueqing, but the eldest lady of the Bian family, Bian Xuexiu?

The gentle and gorgeous woman in my memory, if you talk about temperament alone, seems to be more compatible with Fan Xuan.

Mo Fuluo thought about it and couldn't help but shake his head.

Regardless of whether she is Bian Xueqing or Bian Xuexiu, what does it have to do with her?

Bian family? Hehe, it's not worth thinking about it at all!

Mo Fuluo slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched the small sack of sawdust on the ground, there seemed to be something in it?

Reached in and opened the sack, touched it a few times, and took out an object of wood from it.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a small dagger. Half of it is engraved with a delicate orchid pattern, the other half has not yet been engraved, and the outline of a word faintly appears at the bottom of the dagger: basket.

Mo Fuluo's heart couldn't help but waver, but she didn't expect her to casually ask Fan Xuan to teach herself to carve a dagger, Fan Xuan really remembered it in her heart, and carved it for her.

Mo Fuluo couldn't help but overlap Fan Xuan with the shadow of his brother in his memory.

My brother is the same, he takes his words to heart and can surprise her every time. This feeling of being cared for, loved, and missed, how long has Mo Fuluo not felt it?

She knew that they were two different people, but the surging ripples that came from the depths of her heart could not be shaken or concealed no matter what.

Ran Ji ...... Ran Ji .......

This name that she didn't dare to think about, this name that died with the pot of poisonous wine, at this moment, just like the rising sun, more and more intense light entered Mo Fuluo's heart, slowly warming and smoothing the mouth that was pierced by ice and bleeding.

Ran Ji, Mo Fuluo's brother, Mo Fuluo never felt that he was really dead.

It's like Fan Xuan standing in front of her, sometimes it's like watching her brother stand in front of her.

The wind rises, the sun rises, dazzling, panicked.

Mo Fuluo stood in the silent courtyard with the wooden dagger in his hand, which had not yet been completed, his eyes shook and froze, and he didn't even notice that there was a person standing next to him.

"Mo Fuluo, what's wrong with you?"

Zuo Feng's voice was frivolous but sharp and forcibly inserted into Mo Fuluo's mind, and her gaze slowly moved, gradually regaining its light. When he tilted his head, he saw Zuo Feng, who was dressed in a water-gray robe, standing in front of him, his face was already a little bloody, and he was looking at himself with blazing eyes.

Mo Fuluo took Zuo Feng's gaze into his eyes, and instantly recovered the coldness of Su Ri, gently put down the hand holding the dagger, picked his eyes, and said, "Are you okay?" ”

"I wanted to go out and walk around, but as soon as I went out, I saw you, what are you doing here early in the morning? What about Yang Yucui? Why didn't she come? ”

Zuo Feng looked around in the courtyard but didn't see Yucui's figure, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I'm hungry, why hasn't she come yet?" ”

"Hungry?" Mo Fuluo glanced at Zuo Feng, it seemed that he had recovered well, and Doctor Fang's medical skills were really clever.

"When you're hungry, talk less and save some strength to eat later." Mo Fuluo threw out a sentence coldly.

Zuo Feng also gave Mo Fuluo a slap in the face, she was originally her life-saving benefactor, but now looking at her still cold and unpleasant appearance, she instantly lost her gratitude, and spat at Mo Fuluo, "What a woman who is not liked." ”

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Fuluo glared at Zuo Feng fiercely.

"What are you talking about?"

Fan Xuan stepped into the courtyard with a few paper bags, and saw Zuo Feng from afar, and his face couldn't help but show joy.

"Zuo Gongzi, you can get out of bed, great."

Mo Fuluo looked at Fan Xuan, who was gradually approaching him, his hand holding the wooden carved dagger tightened, his lips moved, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak.