Xie Mulin's heart was a little hairy.

Why is it suddenly quiet in the room?

Why did Xie Yingrong stop all his movements?

She closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious, she couldn't see anything, and could only guess Xie Yingrong's movements by relying on the slight movements she heard in her ears. At this time, everything outside was silent, and she felt a little uneasy.

Why did she feel that Xie Yingrong seemed to be staring at herself? Could it be that she found out that she was already awake?

No way! She pretended to be unconscious so hard, her whole body was stiff to death, she didn't dare to move, she didn't even dare to change the rate of breathing, she only felt that she had played the best acting skills in her life. If she hadn't been able to hide it from an ancient girl, wouldn't she be too wasteful?!

But...... Xie Yingrong seems to be a reborn daughter, if she lived for a long time in her last life, it is hard to guarantee that she will be sharp-eyed......

Xie Mulin listened to Xie Yingrong's movements uneasily. After a while, she relaxed her hands and feet, walked to the bamboo couch and sat down, and reached into Xie Mulin's quilt.

Shemulin almost screamed. She didn't expect Xie Yingrong to do this, and she was taken aback.

What does this girl want to do?!

Xie Yingrong touched Xie Mulin's quilt a few times with her hand, looked at the bamboo couch back and forth, and then began to pull the quilt rolled up on her body.

Xie Mulin scolded in his heart, guessing that this girl was trying to tear off her quilt? She is a fever patient, even if her whole body is hot, she can't do without insulation tools. How deep was Xie Yingrong's resentment towards Xie Yingzhen in his last life? Xie Yingzhen hasn't been much to her in this life, she doesn't care about her sister's life or death, not only does she not save her when she sees death, but she even has to toss the patient?

Xie Mulin felt that she couldn't pretend to faint anymore, taking advantage of Xie Yingrong's harassment, she could completely pretend to be woken up to see if this girl dared to continue messing around in front of her sister!

Who knew that before she started acting, Xie Yingrong stopped her movements and rearranged the quilt, no longer rolling Xie Mulin, but covering her neatly, just missing something under her body.

Xie Mulin endured the coolness of the bamboo couch under him, wondering what Xie Yingrong wanted to do.

Xie Yingrong reached under the quilt again, touched Xie Mulin's belt, and touched her sleeve. Shemulin noticed that she seemed to be rummaging through her body for a place to store things. Unfortunately, she was dressed in a hastily old homely garment, and her underwear was a white muslin collared shirt, covered with a blue silk sheepskin jacket, and there were no pockets or sleeve pockets at all. The belt is also the tie that comes with thick satin skirts. As for the pants, not to mention, they are single-layer pajama pants made of the same material as underwear. The socks were made of cloth, and she didn't even have time to put them on.

Xie Mulin guessed that Xie Yingrong must have stolen something important from the study, and now that the Cao family and the others were suspicious, they might find out about her at any time, so she wanted to hide that thing here.

Isn't this girl a little silly? What is the use of hiding on a sick person? If the Cao family wants to search the body of a concubine, can't they search for another patient? Xie Yingrong has been here with Xie Yingzhen for so long, everyone will suspect that she has hidden things. Xie Ying is really a patient, and he is "unconscious", and it is impossible to help. She might as well do what Aunt Dajin said, find a secret place in this storehouse and hide her things!

Xie Mulin finally couldn't help it, she couldn't let Xie Yingrong use herself as a tool to hide the stolen goods, provoke the Cao family, and face the treatment of being searched. Little girls are also dignified!

She moaned/groaned softly, as if she had just woken up from a coma, and turned her head slightly.

Xie Yingrong's movements immediately stopped, quickly retracted his hand, stretched his neck to observe Xie Mulin's movements, and saw that she didn't seem to show signs of waking up, hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked out of the cabinet.

As long as Xie Yingrong didn't move to herself, Xie Mulin didn't plan to deal with her face-to-face, so she continued to pretend to be unconscious.

Xie Yingrong didn't call anyone, and seeing that Xie Mulin didn't move, he rummaged through the shelves and cabinets outside, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, Aunt Dajin came back again: "Are you still looking for something?" Mrs. told you to go quickly. ”

Xie Yingrong paused, and walked to the door while responding. Aunt Dajin gave her a look: "Be smart, you know?" Xie Yingrong nodded silently, took a deep breath, and went out.

Aunt Dajin stayed. She walked around the room, tidied up the messy cabinets, and then left.

Xie Mulin groaned silently, only to feel that the bones in his whole body were stiff, and hurriedly stretched his waist in a hurry, and rolled up the quilt on his body to wrap himself tighter.

Not to mention, at present, only this kind of rolling method can make her warmer. The weather is still cold, and I don't know how many months it is, and the satin skirt on her body is not enough to keep out the cold. Although the quilt is thinner, it is also a good color, which can maintain her body temperature, otherwise her condition will take a sharp turn for the worse.

But now she has nothing, and there is no one around her who can be trusted. If no more measures are taken, how can she get better? If a teenager has a fever for a long time, it will burn out his brain! She didn't want to be a fool.

But what could she do? Now don't talk about fever reducers, she doesn't even have a cup of hot water! What else can be used to reduce fever?

Speaking of this, Xie Mulin felt a little annoyed in his heart. It's a pity that she didn't bring anything with her, otherwise, in the suitcase she brought back to the old house, there was a small travel medicine box, which contained cold medicine and fever medicine. If she could get one of them, she didn't have to worry so much now.

This thought flashed through Xie Mulin's mind, and she was about to sigh, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of her, and the narrow cabinet disappeared from her field of vision, and in its place was the familiar little study.

The desk on the right-hand side is still covered in dust, and the suitcase on the left-hand side stands quietly on the floor.

Xie Mulin couldn't help but be stunned.

Was she hallucinating? How else would you see this scene?!

If it's a hallucination......

Xie Mulin raised his hand and pinched his face, it hurt! It's not an illusion!

She looked down at her body in amazement, and realized that she was still dressed before the crossing.

In the middle of August, it was sunny weather, the sun was dead outside, and the water and electricity of the old house had not been renewed, not to mention whether the old air conditioner could be used, so she came back dressed coolly, but she was still sweating, and after entering the house, she took off her sunscreen jacket and put it on top of the suitcase lever. This slip dress with small grass green flowers is absolutely different from her blue silk jacket and thick satin dress on the bamboo couch!

What's going on? Don't...... Can she still take the old house through it?!

Xie Mulin looked up, after the small study and the balcony were opened, there was a whole glass window for lighting, as soon as she came back, she first opened the curtains and opened the window for ventilation. But now she could only see the curtains that had been pulled to the ends, and where the glass window had been, it was a flat surface of white flowers, emitting a soft light that allowed her to see everything in the study, but it was not clear what substance.

Looking back, the location of the living room was also such a white light wall.

She didn't cross with the old house.

She just crossed with the small study.

Is this her golden finger? But what can such a small study do? It is impossible to grow things on the concrete floor, and with tables, chairs, and bookshelves, the vacant ground is barely enough for a person to lie on, and there is no magic spring water or anything like that......

Well, you can't be too greedy. It's better to have a gold finger than nothing.

Xie Mulin turned his gaze to the suitcase standing on the ground, and a smile appeared on his face.