"Sick? What kind of illness can there be, it's the sixth class of Banhua, the first time to fall in love. The boy laughed suggestively vulgar.

"Where did you go! Of course, it's not that kind of disease, it's the woman's family inheritance, and she has mental illness! ”

The man pushed him and continued, "What kind of love is you talking about when you are sick, who is this trying to kill??" ”

The chopsticks in Pei Yun's singer were pinched carelessly, and there were no emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

"Isn't it too noisy?"

Lu Yuansi sensed that something was wrong with Pei Yunge.

"Nope."

Pei Yunge lazily held his cheeks, and before his elbow touched the table, he was stopped by Lu Yuansi.

Subsequently.

Pei Yunge saw him take a piece of paper and put it under her elbow, and glanced at Pei Yunge with disgust, "It's all oil." ”

"......" disgusted to come here?

Pei Yunge didn't think much about it, but remembered the events of that night and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one knows what happened that night.

……

After going back.

Pei Yunge went upstairs to take a shower first.

Sitting at her desk, scenes from her previous life inexplicably appeared in her mind.

For a moment it was the woman's very gentle countenance.

For a while, the woman was crying and laughing, her eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, she grabbed her neck and asked her if she wanted to die with her.

When she was young, she hated the woman named Meng Ying.

Because of the woman. Even gentleness is pretended. As long as the woman goes crazy, she can't avoid being covered in injuries.

Occasionally it's smashed, and occasionally it's a cigarette butt that's burning.

But every time she woke up the next day and looked at the proud woman, breaking down and crying in front of her, she couldn't help but walk up to her and hug her gently.

But since then, Pei Yunge has known for the first time that he is a failure.

Meng Ying and that person's marriage failed.

If it weren't for her grandfather and grandfather's insistence, she might not have survived. Scholarly

But what Pei Yunge never thought about was that the woman died.

The day before her eighteenth birthday.

Meng Ying bought new kitchen utensils and texted Pei Yunge that she was going to make a cake for her birthday. But when Pei Yunge returned home, he saw Meng Ying put an overdose of medicine into the cake.

However, the next day.

The cake made by Meng Ying was thrown to the ground.

On the table was a box of chocolates and doll bears that Meng Ying had prepared at some point.

And Meng Ying died.

There was also a letter left for Pei Yunge on the ground.

……

It didn't take long.

Bae Yunge heard a knock on the door and pulled her back from her memories.

"Yunyun?"

Pei Yunge's expression was clear, and he turned his head again, "Huh? What's wrong? ”

The man's voice came in through the bedroom door.

"I'm downstairs for dinner."

After Pei Yunge came back to his senses, he walked to the door and opened the door.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a handsome man standing at the door, with a figure as long as jade.

Seeing that he hadn't left, Pei Yunge subconsciously asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?" ”

"Wait for you to go down with you."

Huo Shidu's careless gaze fell on Pei Yunge's body, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, and the back of his warm and slender fingers lightly pressed against her forehead, "Yunyun, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Pei Yunge raised his head to look at him: "No." ”

Huo Shidu touched the temperature on the little girl's forehead, but he didn't say anything.

It's just that I still noticed that Pei Yunge was not interested.

After going downstairs.

Pei Yunge's expression was as usual, and he sat and ate without saying a word, not noticing that the man opposite seemed to have a blank gaze.