At nine o'clock in the morning, in Lu Xiaoran's small villa.

He was dressed in a loose sleep, lying on the bed and falling asleep, with two seductive lips, beautifully pursed, and his brows were always tightly wrinkled.

The sunlight outside the window slanted on the handsome young man's face, reflecting a translucent luster like white jade.

On weekdays, the arrogant Lu Xiaoran lies quietly like this, without the terrifying cold eyes, without the breathless sense of oppression, and without the slightest dangerous breath, like a soft prince who has been sleeping for thousands of years.

At the head of his bed, Murong Qianmeng kept him all night.

Her face was slightly haggard, and she sat on the edge of his bed, one hand on her cheek, staring at him intently, occasionally placing her fingertips between his brows, trying to smooth out the deep wrinkles.

Murong Qianmeng didn't know why his brows were tightly locked.

Although he didn't say anything to her.

But she could see that he had really changed recently.

In the past, he always had a bottomless coldness hidden in his eyes, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

Even standing next to him makes people feel a sense of being out of reach.

And now, the frost in his eyes seems to be gradually melting......

Could this series of changes in him be because of the little girl who sat at the door of the classroom that day?

So, what kind of girl will it be?

Murong Qianmeng thought thoughtfully.

"Hey...... I said, you, why are you in my room? Lu Xiaoran lazily rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the girl sitting on the edge of his bed in confusion.

Murong Qianmeng looked at Lu Tingxiao, and a trace of sadness inadvertently crossed his eyes, and he quickly covered it up with a light smile.

"I've been your fiancée since I was born! How? I can't show up in your room yet, can I? She said playfully.

Lu Xiaoran had always disliked hearing Murong Qianmeng mention this matter the most, so he turned his back a little unhappily, "Don't you have your own thoughts?" Whoever your family wants you to marry, you can marry whomever you want? ”

Murong Qianmeng lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and jumped to the other side of the bed, half-jokingly: "I am willing to be your fiancée, but it is not because my family wants me to marry me." Because I like you so much! ”

Lu Xiaoran looked at the other party who didn't look like him at all, and glanced at him with disdain, "Come on, you!" Joking early in the morning. ”

Murong Qianmeng's expression was slightly stunned, and he stuck out his tongue instead, and smiled, "That's right! You saw it, and I wanted to deceive you. It's not fun at all. ”

After saying that, she pouted and pretended to be angry and turned her face away.

Suddenly, a gloomy color quietly spread under Murong Qianmeng's eyes.

At this moment, her heart ached faintly.

Looking back on the years she spent with him, she couldn't remember how many times she had confessed to him.

Each time, however, he took her words as a joke.

In the past, Murong Qianmeng thought that he was not good at expressing his feelings, or because he was shy, he deliberately pretended that he didn't understand.

Now, she suddenly understood.

It turned out that he didn't understand, just because in his heart, he really just regarded her as a friend, and had no other special feelings.

If it weren't for the little girl with a red birthmark on her face who appeared in his world.

Probably, Murong Qianmeng will continue to misunderstand......

Before, she didn't want to believe that she had lost to that little girl.

However, when she recalled the scene when Lu Xiaoran kept shouting the words "dead girl" in her sleep last night, she finally had to accept this cruel truth.

Unexpectedly, she was so stupid, so stupid, so blind, and she always thought that she was the most special existence for him! Murong Qianmeng smiled bitterly.

Lu Xiaoran didn't notice Murong Qianmeng's strange performance at all, and pinched his eyebrows to himself.

"Uh...... Why does my head hurt so much? Strange, how did I get back last night? Lu Xiaoran looked at the high ceiling in a daze, muttering, completely unable to remember what happened last night.

Let him break his head, and his last memory will always stay in that night rain.

Murong Qianmeng secretly glanced at Lu Xiaoran thoughtfully, his eyes became more and more dim, and his unusually sudden expression became serious.

She ...... Is it really that good? The girl turned her back to him, afraid that he would see her sad expression.

Lu Xiaoran didn't understand who "she" was in Murong Qianmeng's mouth, thinking that she was saying something boring again, so he casually reached out and pressed his temple, and said indifferently: "I don't understand." ”

"Why did you go to the cinema yesterday?"

Lu Xiaoran's heart chuckled, and his eyes, which originally seemed lazy and casual, suddenly returned to their former coldness.

was reminded by Murong Qianmeng like this, and the dead girl who was ruthless to the extreme suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was naturally angry.

"I can go wherever I like, why should I report to you. You're less nosy. Lu Xiaoran's voice did not fluctuate at all, and he spit out words like an ice road.

"Yes...... What am I? Why should I care about you......" Murong Qianmeng's tone was obviously much lower.

Obviously, his attitude towards her has always been lukewarm, but today, she just can't stand his indifference to her.

"What? Angry? Lu Xiaoran sensed that her tone was wrong, and subconsciously softened her tone.

When Murong Qianmeng heard the voice behind him, he suddenly softened, and his depressed mood instantly improved again.

"What? If I'm angry, will anyone coax me? Murong Qianmeng turned around and looked at his face, as if expecting something.

An impatient look flashed on Lu Xiaoran's face, and he sat up suddenly, opened the first drawer of the bedside table, and reached out to touch something.

"Whoa! Take it, take it, take it! It's annoying. Muttering, he handed a colorful rotating lollipop to Murong Qianmeng's hand.

The girl held the lollipop and looked at Lu Xiaoran a little shyly, and the gloom in her eyes finally dissipated.

"You bad boy still have a little conscience." The corners of Murong Qianmeng's mouth were slightly upturned with joy, and he carefully stored the lollipop in his hand in his schoolbag and sat back on the edge of the bed.

"Sugar is eaten, what do you always put it up for......" Lu Xiaoran glanced at her schoolbag.

"You want to care?"

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

At that moment, the door was opened.

Mother Wu, as always, walked silently to Lu Xiaoran's bedside.

"Miss Murong is early, young master is early." She had a kind smile on her face and was quite respectful.

"Mother Wu is early!" Murong Qianmeng stood up from the bed and smiled sweetly at Mother Wu.

"Wu-mom-early-ah." Lu Xiaoran was lying on the bed, holding the quilt, deliberately pulling a long sound, obviously dissatisfied.

He knew with his toes that it must have been Mother Wu who called Murong Qianmeng.

This "Murong faction" Wu's mother, sometimes, really let him have no way to take her!

Seeing Lu Xiaoran's unserious look, Mother Wu shook her head helplessly.

The next moment, she stuck a thermometer into his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaoran looked at Mother Wu with a pair of blank eyes.

"Young master, you had a fever of more than 39 degrees yesterday, but it scared me!"

"I said, why didn't you come back so late yesterday, and you actually ran to the cinema! Fortunately, Mr. Gu called me and I was able to arrive in time. ”

"I said you want to burn yourself!"

The more Wu's mother talked, the more angry she became.

She was so distressed and annoyed when she remembered how he had been lying on the side of the road in the rain last night.

"Mr. Gu? Hum! I didn't expect that Master Lu would have spare time to take care of my affairs. When Lu Zhennan was mentioned, a look of disgust appeared in Lu Xiaoran's eyes, he snorted coldly, held a thermometer in his mouth, and said in a strange tone.

Faced with Lu Xiaoran's attitude towards his father, Wu's mother's expression became strange, and she sighed helplessly, "Young master, actually, the master cares about you very much." ”

"Don't talk, I don't want to hear it." Lu Xiaoran's face became even more gloomy.

Seeing this, Wu's mother had to stop talking about Lu Zhennan.

She took the thermometer out of Lu Xiaoran's mouth and handed it to Murong Qianmeng's hand.

Mother Wu: "Miss Murong, your eyes are better, help me take a look, how many degrees?" ”

Murong Qianmeng: "37 degrees." It's normal. ”

Seeing that Lu Xiaoran's high fever had been completely cured, Wu's mother began to get up again.

"Young master, you are really blessed. I made a phone call yesterday, and Miss Murong came over overnight to feed you medicine and water. If she takes care of you in the future, I will be relieved. Mother Wu held Murong Qianmeng's hand with relief, smiling kindly and kindly.

"Don't worry, she will take care of me for the rest of my life!" Looking at Mother Wu's expression as if she was explaining what was going on, Lu Xiaoran was speechless.

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at Murong Qianmeng, "Right?" Pal? ”