The white mother was crying outside, and the white father comforted her.

And so it was the night.

Bai Nuan slept for a full day and a night before waking up, and the fever subsided, but he was a little haggard.

"Nuan Nuan, you're hungry, come and drink some porridge." Bai Mu had already adjusted her mood, came over with porridge, and looked at her.

Bai Nuan rubbed his neck, which was a little sore, took the bowl, and shook his head: "No need, I'll wash up first." ”

I lifted the quilt and went into the equipped bathroom.

She locked the door and looked at the girl in the mirror.

His hair was curled over his shoulders, his hospital gown was loosely draped over his body, revealing a little collarbone, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his face was a little bleak.

As those people say, good-looking is good-looking, but it's a little too cold.

Bai Nuan rubbed his face, turned on the faucet, took a handful of water, sobered up for a while, and when he raised his head again, his eyebrows and eyes returned to the previous coldness, tilted his head, pulled his clothes up, and released them again.

Squinting slightly.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Bai Mu waited outside for more than ten minutes, a little panicked, walking around the door of the bathroom, and just when she wanted to knock on the door, the door was opened by Bai Nuan from the inside.

She lifted her eyes and glanced at Bai Mu, and her voice was faint: "Mom." ”

bypassed the white mother, took the bowl by himself, and ate the porridge in silence.

Bai Mu didn't know how to talk to her, and thought for a long time: "Nuan Nuan, you have an idea, no matter what you do, your mother will support you." ”

Bai Nuan drank the porridge, put away the bowl, and stood up: "Let Dad come and pick us up, it's troublesome." ”

Her already cold temperament seems to be lighter, and this tone made Bai Mu sigh silently, and finally had to clean up with her.

Father Bai pushed the company's affairs and came over.

Bai Nuan entered the back seat by himself, swiped his mobile phone, and clicked on Anyang's avatar.

It hasn't been deleted, and it probably won't be used.

Bai Nuan didn't send a message, turned off her phone, leaned back on the seat, and closed her eyes to rest.

From time to time, the white father and the white mother glanced at Bai Nuan from the rearview mirror.

There was nothing unusual about it.

When he got home, Bai Nuan saw the word box on the table at a glance, pursed his lips, picked up the things, and patted the ash on it.

The poor white father and white mother did not dare to speak, so they stood aside and looked at her.

Bai Nuan hadn't sorted out his thoughts for the time being, so he didn't talk to them, he went into his room with his things, and said before entering: "I want to think about something, Dad, Mom, I have something to send a message." ”

After saying that, he went in, and closed the door by the way.

Putting things aside, he took a piece of paper out of the cabinet, took a pen, sat down at the table, and wrote and drew with his eyelids down.

An hour......

Two hours......

Three hours......

It wasn't until half past twelve in the afternoon that she stopped, stared at the things on it twice, and tore up all the things she had written for so long and threw them into the trash.

I took my school bag, changed my pants and long sleeves, took my coat, and opened the door.

The white father and the white mother were sitting at the door, and when they saw her come out, they immediately turned their eyes over.

There is a faint worry in the bottom of the eye.

"I'm fine." Bai Nuan announced his current situation.

The white father and the white mother both breathed a sigh of relief.

Because...... If Bai Nuan says that it is okay, it is really fine, and she will never hide this kind of thing.

"Dad, drive me to a place, I'm going to ask for something."