Mo Zifei raised his head, and the man standing in front of him was handsome and elegant, with a cold face. Although his expression was obviously displeased, his voice was still calm and gentle, and it was clearly a command, and when it came out of his voice, not only did not have a hint of coercion, but would make people do it unconsciously—the heart was happy to submit.

Mozi is not a person who practices martial arts, and his concentration is enough, but when he sees him, he still thinks of his master.

The master said that the best generals will not be angry and self-assured; The best teacher will convince people with virtue.

The temperament of this person is similar to that of a master with bearded eyebrows and white hair.

"Sister Ruo'er said, don't let anyone in." He said, refusing to budge.

Although in his heart, he hoped that this man could go in and stop her from doing stupid things.

Bai Yujie was very angry at this time, he saw that she met Zhao Mingrong, watched her offer to be in the same room with Zhao Mingrong, and then watched them walk in.

He just watched, followed all the way, and it wasn't until the door closed that he woke up from a dream.

Mo Zifei lived in the Bai family for a day, and Bai Yujie had met him a few times before, and every time he followed An Ruo'er.

He knew that this kid was so good at kung fu that if he refused to get out of the way, he wouldn't be able to get in.

When Bai Yujie heard his refusal, he didn't jump like thunder, but still said softly: "If I have to go in, do you have to do it with me?" ”

Mo Zifei listened to his words, and felt even more like being reprimanded by his master.

He made a mistake before, and no matter how angry the master was. I didn't blame him loudly, but this tone made him feel guilty and blamed even more.

He shook his head unconsciously, lowered his head, and just repeated what he had just said.

"Sister Ruo'er said, don't let people in."

Bai Yujie clenched his fists and looked at the still closed box door.

He took a step forward, and Mo Zifei hurriedly blocked in front of him.

Mo Zifei felt uncomfortable, blocking him, and he always kept his head down.

"Get out of the way." Bai Yujie said again.

Mozi Fei didn't move. But from under his bowed head. A few tears fell.

Bai Yujie didn't expect Mo Zifei, who was young and old, to be so embarrassed that he shed tears.

But Mo Zifei's tears made him no longer continue to force forward, staring at the box door with complicated eyes

Mo Zifei didn't expect that he would shed tears. Except when the master died. He never cried again. I also thought that in this life, there would be nothing to make him cry, but tonight's ......

Bai Yujie didn't continue to break forward. He stood firmly, his expression getting colder and colder.

Mo Zifei no longer shed tears, and always hung his head.

The two men stood in opposition to each other for more than ten minutes.

When Mo Zifei thought that if Sister Ruo'er didn't come out, he would always stand like this, but Bai Yujie reacted.

He no longer wanted to go forward, but turned around and planned to leave.

Mo Zifei felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell what it was for.

Because Sister Ruo'er is doing something wrong, not only did he fail to stop it, but he also had to stop others from stopping it?

It's because Bai Yujie, who has a temperament quite like a master, should feel pain and sadness at this moment.

It's really unclear, but the moment he saw Bai Yujie turn around, his tears burst out of his eyes again.

Before this, he could never have imagined that this night, he would cry twice.

It's been more than ten minutes, and after she and Zhao Mingrong went in, they didn't come out.

Bai Yujie couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

For the first time in his life, he felt anger to the point of confusion.

In the first half of his life, for the sake of his life, he never dared to be overly angry. Whether it is happy or painful, it can only be as light as lukewarm water, which also creates his gentle and watery character.

Even now, he dared to release his emotions, but because he was used to it, he quickly calmed down after being angry.

Extraordinarily calm, like the coldness of a volcano that is about to erupt and is sealed by heavy snow in an instant.

The box door behind him, at this time, was opened from the inside.

An Ruo'er walked out, her clothes were quite neat, and she didn't see any mess.

When he walked out, he seemed to be a little uneasy, and when he raised his eyes, he was opposite to another pair of eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and her body seemed to tremble slightly.

The next moment, she had already swept her gaze, and only whispered to Mo Zifei, who was guarding outside: "Zifei, let's go back." ”

Her voice was so light that it was almost inaudible. It seems to be very weak-minded.

After she finished speaking, she left first.

crossed Bai Yujie's side and walked away without looking back.

Mo Zifei was still close behind her.

Bai Yujie stood in place for a while and walked towards the box.

Pushing open the door, it was unusually quiet inside.

She came out, but Zhao Mingrong should still be there, it is impossible to be so quiet.

He turned on the headlights, and the light in the box was no longer just dim.

Under the bright light, the ground was messy, full of men's clothes, Zhao Mingrong was naked, lying on the sofa bed, ****'s chest breathing heaving.

Heavy disappointment and heartache filled his eyes, and he closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the disgusting scene, but his fingers trembled with anger.

He hated himself for not rushing in desperately just now, as if deep down he had always been sure that she would not do such a thing.

But the facts hit him hard.

It was him, and he watched this disgusting, filthy thing happen.

After coming out of the nightclub, An Ruoer didn't ask for a taxi or pick up her car, just walked along the side of the road in one direction.

Mo Zifei followed her silently.

She finally stopped, looked around, and asked, "Zifei, where are we?" ”

Mo Zifei also looked around, but he didn't see the road signs, and he didn't know what this place was.

An Ruoer shrunk her body, she was already wearing a thick woolen coat, but she looked as if she was only wearing a thin dress.

"It's cold." She couldn't help but say, clasping her hands around herself, but still muttering: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden, it seems that the cracks between the bones are cold." ”

At this time, she happened to walk under a street lamp, stopped, and did not continue to walk. It seems that there is a street lamp shining on it, so it will be warmer.

Because Mo Zifei kept her head down, she saw her shadow under the street lamp, a low shadow, huddled into a ball.

Mo Zifei was silent all the time, and finally caught An Ruoer's attention.

She turned her head back to look at him, only to see him looking dejected.

"Zifei?"

Mo Zifei snorted his head and said "um".

"What's wrong with you?" She asked with concern.

Mo Zifei remained silent and shook his head.

Because An Ruo'er felt too cold, she also thought that Mozi was frozen, so she stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his forehead.

Mo Zifei dodged with agility, "I'm fine." ”

He said this, but An Ruo'er heard something strange in his voice.

She withdrew her hand, and from Mozi's unintentional face, she could see the redness and swelling under his eyes.

Mo Zifei cried.

Why?

She knew that with his character, she would never want her to see what he had cried about.

If she directly exposed him and asked him, she might not be able to ask anything.

After thinking about it for a while, her lips trembled a few times, and she looked at Mo Zifei, who was hanging her head, and also fell silent. (To be continued.) )