Xi Meng's eyes flashed with tears, and she felt how small she felt at this moment.

She couldn't help but wonder if she could really snatch her mother back from the hands of death.

She didn't know, and she didn't know if she would get what she wanted.

She felt like she was terrible, she couldn't do anything, and she wanted to do everything.

Xi Meng was immersed in self-doubt and self-loathing for a while.

When Yan Chenluo arrived, he saw Xi Meng sitting on the ground with his knees crossed, with a desperate aura around him.

"Mengmeng, the senior is here, don't be afraid." Yan Chenluo walked over, took Xi Meng into his arms, and said softly.

The big hand kept gently patting Xi Meng's back, as if he wanted to give Xi Meng infinite strength.

Xi Meng leaned on the senior's arms and did not speak.

Just let her covet this warm embrace, just a little, just a little.

Xi Meng thought so in her heart.

Five minutes later, Xi Meng wiped her tears.

"Thank you, senior, I'm fine." Xi Meng said apologetically.

"It's okay, you haven't found a place to live now, otherwise you will be able to go to my house for the night. Don't worry, I don't have anyone at home, I'll just go back to school in a while. Yan Chenluo rubbed Xi Meng's head and said with a chuckle.

"Isn't that right?" Xi Meng frowned, lived in the senior's house, and drove the senior back to school, is she too bad like this?

"There's nothing wrong with it, my sister and parents are abroad now, and I'm the only one at home. I also live at the school on weekdays, so I don't have time to come back and clean up. In return, you can help me clean the house tomorrow. Yan Chenluo helped Xi Meng up from the ground, and then said indifferently.

He doesn't like to live at home, it's too deserted.

“…… Then I'll trouble you, senior, I'll ask the teacher for a day off tomorrow, and then go find a house and move out as soon as possible. Xi Meng thought about it and finally nodded.

Since the seniors have said so, it seems too hypocritical for her to postpone it repeatedly, doesn't it?

"Thank you, boss, I'll go with my senior first, goodbye." After discussing with the senior, Xi Meng walked to the counter and thanked the kind clerk.

If it weren't for the clerk, maybe she would have been really overwhelmed during the rainy time, right?

"You're welcome, two people will quarrel in the future, just make it clear, don't run out alone at night, it's very dangerous." When the clerk heard Xi Meng's words, he raised his head from his career in the TV series, and then said lightly.

She had been staring at her phone and watching TV, so she didn't know about the conversation between Xi Meng and her senior.

Xi Meng wanted to explain that the relationship between herself and her senior was not as she imagined.

"Forget it, let's not disturb others watching TV." Yan Chenluo took Xi Meng's hand and said softly.

Although the clerk did misunderstand him and Xi Meng, it was just too much to find someone to explain just because of this.

In his opinion, it is good to have a clear conscience, and there is no need to explain it to anyone.

"Well, the senior is right." Xi Meng heard this, thought about it and nodded.

Yes, he is just a stranger, and maybe all the intersections in this life are just today's help.

Why should she care about the slightest misunderstanding?

You have a clear conscience, don't you?

Xi Meng didn't expect that there would be such a tacit understanding between himself and his seniors at this moment.