Zhang Siye said to Wu's mother: "I just want to persuade her, you go out." ”

Mother Wu walked out of the room in three steps and one by one. Zhang Siye looked at Mo Yanfei on the bed, and said coldly: "If you have anything to say, get up and say it." ”

Mo Yanfei is really sad now. Her best friend died, her father didn't let her investigate, and wanted to push her to Zhang Siye, what else could she say?!

Seeing that Mo Yanfei did not react, Zhang Siye stepped forward and lifted the quilt. I saw Mo Yanfei curled up, already crying silently.

Zhang Siye remembered that when his sister-in-law died, Jing'er cried like this with the quilt, and said to him: "Fourth uncle, you don't have to pay attention to me, I'll just cry for a while." The fourth master knew Jing'er's despair at that time, and he didn't want to look at Mo Yanfei anymore and be equally desperate.

Zhang Siye pulled Mo Yanfei up from the bed and said, "What grievances do you have." ”

Mo Yanfei didn't say a word, hugged her in a ball and continued to cry, Zhang Siye was afraid that she would be cold, so he took the quilt and surrounded her, and asked, "Can crying solve the problem?" ”

Zhang Siye knew that this stubborn girl would not listen to persuasion, turned around and walked out of the room, and said to Wu's mother who was standing at the door: "Go and pour some water." ”

Wu's mother thought that Zhang Siye wanted to help Mo Yanfei wipe his face, so she turned around and went to the bathroom to pour a basin of warm water and took a towel.

Zhang Siye was stunned for a moment: "You help her wipe her face, I'll pour a glass of water to drink." Zhang Siye said and walked to the kitchen.

Wu's mother realized that she was thinking too much, how could Zhang Siye be so considerate.

Zhang Siye walked into the kitchen, poured two glasses of water, picked up one by himself and drank it slowly, he understood Mo Yanfei, Mo Yanfei would not cry because he didn't marry her, let alone cry because of the trivial matter of going to the hospital. If she didn't want to go to the hospital, she would play it directly, Mo Zhiyuan couldn't do anything about her, how could she cry, and cry so desperately.

Zhang Siye suddenly realized that he was wrong, just now he thought that Mo Yanfei was very sick, so he asked him to find Song Jia by himself. With Mo Yanfei's character, even if he was too sick to walk, Mo Yanfei would let him go behind his back to inquire about Jing'er's autopsy, and it was impossible to sit at home without asking.

Zhang Siye picked up another glass of water and walked back to Mo Yanfei's room, he saw that Mo Yanfei had already washed his face and was still sobbing with a towel.

Zhang Siye handed the cup to Mo Yanfei: "Drink some water." ”

Mo Yanfei took the water cup and drank it dry in two sips: "Mother Wu, pour me some more water." ”

"Hey, I'll go." Wu's mother quickly took the cup and went to the kitchen to pour water.

Zhang Siye pulled the chair next to the study chair and sat opposite Mo Yanfei: "Tell me, why are you crying?" ”

Mo Yanfei took a long breath: "I can cry if I want to." ”

"It's not your character to have something stuffy in your heart."

Mo Yanfei glanced at Zhang Siye, and took a long breath: "You go." ”

Zhang Siye looked at Mo Yanfei, whose eyes were already swollen into a slit, and asked, "Why don't you go with me to find Song Jia?" ”

"No, no."

"Why?"

"You have so many problems, if I don't go, I won't go, and Song Jia won't show me if I go."

Zhang Siye just wanted to ask why, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. At this time, Wu's mother came in with a cup and a teapot: "Miss, drink more water." ”

Mo Yanfei took another long breath, took the cup, and drank a glass of water, only then did he feel that he had gasped.