……

The wound on Enron's chin was not severe.

Bumped into the hard snow, there was a blood bag bigger than a broad bean, blue and purple, lined with her fair and clear little face, which was very pitiful. The innermost part is that the gums are bleeding, and it is a little difficult to open the mouth and bite, she is tearing a small package of Yunnan Baiyao spray alone, and as soon as the man next to her moves, she suddenly has a movement, and puts the thing "bang" suddenly, and then stands up and enamells.

Mo Huaiyuan glanced at it from afar, his eyes were clear and cold, he just stood up after talking to the doctor, why was she so excited?

An Ran's deer-like crystal eyes stared at him with a little vigilance, and when he saw that it was okay, he sat down uneasily and continued to tear the package.

The doctor also looked at him suspiciously.

Subconsciously, I thought that this little woman was probably suffering from some kind of mental dependence.

Mo Huaiyuan sent the doctor out.

On the second floor of the welfare home, the windows were a little broken, and he leaned over to look until the man sent the doctor away and came back, and then returned to the table with peace of mind.

She has no concept of the New Year these years, she spends it the same everywhere, and it is the same with anyone, but the Spring Festival in her impression, if you think about it carefully, there is Mo Huaiyuan.

All of them have him.

She was in a daze, the door opened again, and Mo Huaiyuan opened the door and walked in.

His face was not very good-looking, I don't know if it was because he disliked her for being too stupid and injured or something else, as soon as An Ran saw him walk in, he didn't dare to move, and he paid attention to his movements angrily, listening to what he wanted to say to himself.

Mo Huaiyuan's windbreaker had an open neckline, wrapped in the cold brought in from outside, sat down, lit a cigarette, and leaned back in the chair for a while.

In the curling smoke, he glanced up at her.

"Don't do this again in the future, be careful, after all, if you want to be hurt again, I won't feel distressed, it's not worth that value."

An Ran's hand made a mistake with his strength, and the plastic paper rubbed on his hand, marking a white mark.

My heart throbbed.

His handsome face did not change, only his eyes sank, he dusted off his cigarette ashes, his voice became more and more cold and distant, and he said slowly and dumbly: "Don't you want to follow me all the time?" With such a cautious process as you, do you have that luck to follow for a long time? Be careful alone, otherwise don't blame me for the consequences I didn't warn you. ”

An Ran's eyes stared at the man with a charming silhouette in a daze, his heart shook slightly, and when he saw that he withdrew his eyes indifferently, he got up and was about to go out, so he said in a low voice: "I can take care of myself very carefully, as long as you don't suddenly disappear like you did in the afternoon, don't hide from me anymore......"

Mo Huaiyuan's long and upright figure slowly stood still.

With his back to her, his face was still clear and indifferent, but his eyes were a little cold.

The hand falls on the doorknob.

"Why am I avoiding you? Is there any reason for this? Why should I run away from you? It's you who are sorry for me, Enron, you have to weigh these things clearly, you can do it. ”

After saying it for a long time, he raised his feet and walked out in a cold and lonely manner.

Staying quietly in the room on the second floor of the welfare home, looking up at the snowflakes falling from the window, her heart strangely didn't hurt at all, but was more comfortable and stable......

He never meant to leave......

An Ran had been scared of this since the night before, and now her heart seemed to have finally let go, and drowsiness and headaches were overwhelming, she sighed slightly, spit out the haze and worry, lay on the table, holding the bottles and cans of medicine prescribed by the doctor, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

……

When eating dumplings at night, An Ran was so hot that he could barely open his mouth.

Her jaw was already injured, it was still very bad, the whole jawbone was uncomfortable, it was misplaced, it was like there was a sound of giggling all around, she moved a small bench and sat there, she couldn't eat a dumpling in her mouth, and the gums hurt and swollen terribly.

Of course, no one noticed the movement on her side.

She still had a small band-aid next to her mouth, her face was pale, her forehead was hot, and she was cowered in the corner.

It's true that it's not the eldest lady who is still at home, when these things can't be eaten, you can't just call someone to come over and get liquid food for her, you can only watch starving like this.

Fortunately, there are still things that can distract her.

The middle-aged man who came in the evening seemed to be a donor to the welfare home, and chatted with Mo Huaiyuan for a long time.

Dean Tang also accompanied.

A few children huddled together, looking up at the only 24-inch TV.

It's news broadcast time.

The three sentences of the content broadcast in it are inseparable from An Zhanyu.

In the end, this voice disturbed the quietness, Mo Huaiyuan heard it, his expression was sluggish, his eyelashes hung coldly, and then, his indifferent eyes were raised, and his gaze fell on the little woman on the side.

She wrapped herself tightly in the army-green casual cotton clothes on her body, shrunk in the corner, the voice on the TV didn't seem to have any influence on her, the dumplings in front of her didn't move, she became more and more sick, covering her forehead, and the whole person was wilting.

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to chat with the dean and the donor, Mr. Cheng, until the end of the dinner.

At night, An Ran rubbed his car and wanted to go back to the hotel with him.

The dean naturally knew that they were coming together, and the young lady was going crazy looking for that gentleman, they knew each other, so they naturally wanted to be together, but Mr. Cheng didn't know, he was stunned, and asked, "You...... Guys, it's husband and wife? ”

Mo Huaiyuan's hand holding with him stiffened slightly.

"I'm unmarried."

He explained in a deep voice.

Mr. Cheng laughed embarrassedly: "Oh, I see that you are not young, so I guessed so, so what ......is your relationship?" ”

An Ran walked up, approached his back, and said, "It's the kind of relationship that I have to follow him and never leave whether he is married or not." ”

Who understands what is being said?

In order to avoid further expansion of embarrassment, Mo Huaiyuan interrupted his speculation: "It's too late, I'll go back first, and we'll see you next time." ”

"Oh, good, good."

Mr. Cheng let go of his hand and watched Mo Huaiyuan walk over to drive, the little woman did not sit in the back seat, but went straight to the passenger seat, and felt more and more that the relationship between these two people must not be so simple.

*********

The money that Enron had on him was almost gone.

She was still worried, but after entering the hotel, she realized that this was not a bad thing, it was simply her advantage.

The lady at the front desk said, "This is the newly opened room that Mr. Mo has opened for you, please pay the deposit, and your ID card." ”

Enron was calm.

Looking up at a broken face, he said proudly instead of being ashamed: "I don't have money, and I don't have an ID card, but I know him, I'll go up and find him." ”

The front desk frowned: "Miss, you ......"

It's a scoundrel, a girl, who wants to take the initiative to share a room with a man, why is she so disrespectful and self-loving?

"My phone is out of battery," An Ran took out his phone, "Look, did you call him to come down and deal with me, or did you take the initiative to let me up?" ”

The front desk was depressed, so she had no choice but to give her a room card and let her in, and whispered: "Anyway, if you are kicked out, come down again." ”

An Ran was sullen and did not speak.

After all, she didn't have that full certainty that she wouldn't be kicked out by him.

When An Ran swiped the room card to enter, the lights inside were slightly dim, only the corridor lamp and the table lamp at the bedside were on, no one, the warm orange and yellow lights reflected this small room as if they were in the small home in Maicheng, An Ran walked in and took a look at the wet eyes, there was the sound of water in the bathroom, he was taking a bath.

Put the room card on the table, walked over safely, opened the window and took a look. In the whole Z city, the lights of thousands of homes are still bright, and the festive stickers on the windows and the colorful lights and red lanterns hanging all over the streets and alleys make people like them in other places have a more wandering taste, but she feels that it feels good, she is following him and wandering together.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and the door opened.

An Ran shuddered, and the little hand that stretched out the window to catch the snowflake froze, turned around, and looked at him stiffly.

Winter. Heavy snow. Late at night on the last day of the year.

As soon as Mo Huaiyuan came out, he first saw the door that was opened and not closed, and then saw the slender woman in the window, she was wearing an army green casual cotton dress that had not been changed for a few days, it was dusty, her leggings and travel shoes were dirty, her hair was messy and beautiful, and there was a band-aid on the chin of the only white little face, bulging up, and his shadow was completely reflected in her crystal clear eyes.

He used to hold it in the palm of his hand like a treasure and was afraid that she would turn into a little woman, and his baby, now, is like this.