Although he knew that he had misunderstood Fei Wen, it was not without feeling that he was just born with such a personality, but listening to his cold tone, Mo Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why? Why don't you make it clear that you are running for your life alone? ”

Yue Xinru, who was squatting on the ground and crying, suddenly rushed to Mo Yuan with a brisk step, grabbed Mo Yuan's clothes tightly with both hands, and roared hoarsely at Mo Yuan with tears in her eyes.

"Xinru!"

Fei Wen shouted loudly, but Yue Xinru surprisingly ignored Fei Wen's words this time, and the hand that was tightly gripping Mo Yuan's clothes became more and more forceful: "Why?" Even if you explained it a little at the time, a little... Not really! ”

Mo Yuan looked at the crying woman in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he could remind them that they had done their best, and if they explained more, I was afraid that there would be a few more corpses left in the hall now, and there was no other possibility.

But to point to this woman who wants to anger others because of the death of her companion? Mo Yuan felt that he couldn't open this mouth, so let her vent.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to the woman who kept pounding him on her chest and asking him why.

"Yue, Xin, Ru."

Fei Wen shouted her full name word by word, her tone did not have the slightest anger or impatience, she was as calm as ever, but Yue Xinru's body, which was venting on Mo Yuan's chest, instantly stiffened, and she slowly let go of her hands and stepped aside.

"Sorry for the trouble."

Fei Wen pushed his glasses up and apologized to Mo Yuan, Mo Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the woman standing aside with her head lowered and standing on her shoulders, and sighed slightly: "It's not in the way, but you still ask for condolences." ”

Feiwen shook his head and didn't say anything, and suddenly the scene fell silent, leaving only Yue Xinru's whispered sobs.

"That... What do you think of this terrible waiting hall? ”

Mo Yuan was a little embarrassed to see that he was really quiet, but he still took the initiative to ask Feiwen.

Fei Wen just wanted to speak, but suddenly frowned and said to Yue Xinru: "Don't cry." ”

It was still a calm tone, but everyone present felt something different from the words.

Yue Xinru, who was sobbing, also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right, took out a tissue from her bag and wiped her tears, and held back her crying.

"I said, don't cry."

The frowning Feiwen finally brought a trace of annoyance in his tone, and on the side, Yue Xinru wiped her eyes with red eyes and said aggrievedly: "I didn't cry anymore." ”

Feiwen turned his head to look at Yue Xinru, who was really not crying, and for some reason Mo Yuan felt that the other party's face seemed to be a little ugly.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yuan patted Fei Wen's shoulder and asked curiously, Fei Wen glanced at Mo Yuan, opened Mo Yuan's hand on his shoulder, and said coldly: "You listen carefully." ”

Mo Yuan looked at the hand that was beaten to the side in embarrassment, and when he heard Fei Wen say this, he didn't care about the problem of the hand, and calmed down and listened.

There is a faint sound of a woman crying around your ears, the voice is very soft, as if it came from a long distance, but it gives people the illusion that the other party is lying in your ear and crying in your ear.

This voice may have been resounding since everyone entered here, but everyone was too confused, and Yue Xinru had been crying all the time, and they didn't notice the existence of this voice.

But... How did this guy Feiwen notice? Mo Yuan glanced at Fei Wen, who had an indifferent expression, could it be that he found it during that quiet time just now? But isn't there still Yue Xinru crying? How did he distinguish such a weak voice?

Seeing Mo Yuan's uncertain face, as if he had guessed what the other party was thinking, Fei Wen said lightly: "The crying voice and Yue Xinru's voice, there is still a big difference between the voice, as long as you listen carefully, you can still distinguish it, and this voice is as if you have been crying in your ears, although the voice is pitiful but it is not impossible to find, I didn't notice it at first, until..."

Speaking of which, Fei Wen didn't continue, Mo Yuan

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