Han Mochu was fine when they separated yesterday, but this afternoon he said that something happened to him.

Luo Qianyan's first reaction was that this brother had a temper with his family and didn't want to leave the room, but he still had to go over and knock twice.

When I arrived at the old house of the Han family,

It's only been half a day's work, and Han Mochu seems to have changed as a person. I wanted to comfort him, but in front of me, the whole room was filled with a smell of alcohol, the stubble on his chin was obvious, and the whole person was haggard and weak.

Luo Qianyan walked over and opened the curtains, she frowned, and the cold wind whistling outside blew in, making him shrink into the quilt.

Luo Qianyan didn't show mercy at all, and lifted the quilt as soon as he lifted it, making him shiver from the cold.

"What are you doing!"

Luo Qianyan sat down at the window and put his hands on his chest.

"Do you think it's still like you?"

"What does it have to do with you. ”

Han Mochu stroked his head and fell into a weak decadence: "Anyway, my grandfather is gone, and no one likes me, so it's better to let me die alone." ”

Luo Qianyan actually admitted calmly: "Yes, no one likes you, it's better to die quickly." ”

Han Mo jumped on the bed angrily: "Sister, did you mean it, I'm like this, you still want to stimulate me!"

Luo Qianyan was not angry, he still looked indifferent, "Your brother asked me to come to you, otherwise I wouldn't bother to take care of you." ”

Han Mochu was unhappy, pursed the corners of his mouth, and looked very lost.

"I know that no one in the world wants to care about me, everything is fake, it's just for my money and my people, it turns out that even you seem to be ......"

"Shut up. ”

Luo Qianyan reprimanded sharply, and he really closed his mouth obediently.

She accentuated her tone and instructed Han Mochu: "Your grandfather is not here now, you don't listen to your grandfather's teachings and inherit the company well, but borrow wine to get drunk, and become more and more depraved, do you think that you are like this, can your grandfather really feel at ease in heaven?"

At the end, she sighed imperceptibly.

"Han Mochu, don't let me look down on you, after all, you were a hero in my mind before. ”

She knew that this man couldn't be provoked, and he was prone to losing his temper when he drank too much, so he jumped out of bed and grabbed her after a while.

"I was wrong, I'll never be like this again, okay? Can you forgive me?"

Han Mochu came over and held Luo Qianyan's hand tightly, hoping to get her forgiveness.

But Luo Qianyan knew that what he had to do now was not to forgive him, so he could only get rid of his hand without a trace, and continued to say expressionlessly: "It's not me who forgives, it's yourself." ”

There was unwillingness in his eyes, but the fire in his eyes gradually subsided and seemed to be dimmed.

"I didn't want you to sympathize with me......"

Luo Qianyan reached out and rubbed the painful place that was pinched by him.

He has been enduring a cynical and freewheeling appearance, but in fact, he is still a soft little boy in the bottom of his heart.

It's like now showing all the emotions you want on your face.

"I'm not sympathizing with you, I'm just telling the truth, you treat me as a friend, and I naturally want to take care of you, don't I?"

Luo Qianyan's voice was very low, and there was a soft strength under Su Su's cold wind.

Han Mochu's eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

The two sat calmly on the side, and after a while, Han Mochu turned his head, only to find that Luo Qianyan's face was not very good, "Sick?"

Luo Qianyan shook his head and nodded: "It's almost, it's not dead yet." ”

The air was unexpectedly dull, and finally she was the first to speak.

"Your father is gone now, the company is in a mess now, your brother must be very busy, if he can't help, don't let him worry too much. He still cares about you. ”

Han Mochu caught a glimpse of her eyes that were surprisingly clear, and there was no warning in her heart, as if she had been stung by a bee.

"After all, you're not listening to my brother. ”

Han Mochu's tone was very lost, he lowered his head, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Luo Qianyan didn't refute, and reached out and bumped his arm: "Later, can you accompany your brother to have a good meal?" ”

Han Mochu looked at her without saying a word, and turned his face away arrogantly: "What is there to eat with him, but forget it, for your sake, I can think about it." ”

Luo Qianyan calmly looked at the shadows of the two overlapping on the blanket, and smiled hard.

"Anyway, your brother is your closest person, isn't he?"

He reached out and hugged himself.

Luo Qianyan was shocked, and pretended to pat her on the shoulder easily.

"Yes, and me. ”

"Promise me to stay away from Jing Ci, you are no match for him. Han Mochu suddenly raised his head and said such a sentence without beginning or end.

Luo Qianyan frowned, "What?"

Han Mochu had already skipped this topic and talked about other things, but he didn't say why until Luo Qianyan left.

When he left, Luo Qianyan was a little confused.

When she saw Han Moyu downstairs, her expression was cold and indifferent, and she was a little strange when she caught a glimpse of herself.

"I've done a good job of thinking kung fu, let's see what he thinks, that's all I can do. ”

"Well, thank you. Han Moyu put down the cup and looked at her: "Since I was a child, he only listened to you, and no matter what others said, it didn't matter." ”

Some of the words have already changed their taste.

Han Moyu lazily put the cup on the coffee table, and then turned to look at her: "I heard that you handed over this contract to the Jing family, and I am not strong, you can have the confidence to compete with him now, you must be with full certainty, and I also believe in you." ”

Luo Qianyan knew that he looked down on himself a little, so he endured it and didn't say anything.

I always felt that his last sentence had something else, but he didn't think much about it, anyway, he just called over to appease Han Mochu, and he also looked at his previous friendship.

When he went out, there was still a cold wind outside, and Luo Qianyan couldn't help but shrink his neck.

When I came, it was the Han family's special car, and naturally I wouldn't have this treatment when I sent it out.

Luo Qianyan dialed the address book of his mobile phone and waited on the side of the road for a while, but no car came.

Fingertips swiped over the address book, but finally didn't dial the phone.

Never mind.

It's a big deal, just walk a little way, and lose weight.

Jing Ci originally regarded himself as a game state, and today he said it so clearly, he shouldn't come to pester himself again, right?

Putting her hands back in her pockets, her hands and feet were numb from the freeze in place, and she couldn't help but take a breath, a layer of white mist brewing in the air.

Luck was good, but a black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of me, and the window slowly lowered to reveal the man's extremely unhappy face.

"Will you die if you call me?"