Ye Feixue said lightly, "I don't have parents, and I chose my name myself." ”

Bai Mufeng's tone was apologetic, "I'm sorry! ”

"It's fine."

Ye Feixue didn't feel that there was anything wrong with not having parents, when she was young, when she needed her parents, she was abandoned, and now that she has grown up and can be self-reliant, what do you want her parents to do? Isn't it intentional? Parents who are born but not raised are all scum, and there is nothing to worry about.

I remember asking her the night before, "Do you want me to help you find your parents?"

According to the power of Night Weilong, it is not difficult to find someone, but Ye Feixue refused.

"No, I don't."

Nightweelong asked her, "Why?"

At that time, Ye Feixue was wiping a knife with a cloth, the blade glowing strangely under the crystal light, and after she finished wiping, she waved the knife in the air a few times, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura was permeated.

"Because I'm afraid I'll be tempted to kill them."

Thinking of that bastard parent, Ye Feixue didn't even have the interest in drinking tea, put the teacup on the table, and then got up.

"Thank you for the tea, I'm leaving!"

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Bai Mufeng.

"Wait a minute!"

Ye Feixue looked back at him, "What's wrong?" ”

"Your buttons are about to fall off." Bai Mufeng pointed to her sleeve.

Ye Feixue raised her hand and looked at it, it was really, the thread was loose, and the button was crumbling.

"Oh, it's okay, it's off, it's off." She's always been informal.

But the man opposite is obviously very different from hers, a typical perfectionist, to put it vulgarly, that is, obsessive-compulsive. Ye Feixue took a look at the bookshelf and knew that the thickness and height of the books in each row were the same, and the serialized books were definitely arranged in order.

"You wait for me, soon." Before Ye Feixue could react, Bai Mufeng had already opened a drawer under the TV and took out a sewing kit from it.

"I'll sew it for you."

"Huh?"

Under the stunned eyes of Ye Feixue, Bai Mufeng took out a needle and thread, pulled her sleeves, and began to sew them.

He lowered his head, his skin was fair, almost transparent, his fingers were slender and his bones were distinct, and his hand inadvertently touched Ye Feixue's slightly cool hand, which made her lose her mind for a moment.

After a while, Bai Mufeng raised his head, looked at her, and smiled brightly, "Okay." ”

Ye Feixue lowered her eyes and looked at the button, not bad, very standard.

"I didn't expect you to even know how to do needlework."

Bai Mufeng said while packing up the needlework: "It's just a button, it's not difficult." ”

Ye Feixue thought to herself, isn't it difficult? At least not themselves.

"Thank you." After Ye Feixue thanked him, he left Bai Mufeng's house.

After looking at the time, the kid next door should be sleeping, and she now touched the kid's schedule almost. I was about to hurry up and go back to squint for a while, and after thinking that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, I ordered a bowl of beef noodles at the noodle restaurant downstairs. When Ye Feixue was waiting for the meeting, because he was bored, when he took out his mobile phone to kill time, he found that the people sitting around him always glanced at him secretly, and whispered together.

This matter is related to Mr. Li next door, after he saw Ye Feixue's tattoo that night, he told Mrs. Li after returning home, Mrs. Li usually likes to chat with those aunts when she walks the baby downstairs, and then talks about Ye Feixue, saying that she can smoke, drink, fight, and have tattoos on her body, which is similar to those people on the underworld on TV.