"It's not all because of you, Uncle Wei." Xue An'an muttered.

But he happened to be heard by Wei Zhengting, he held Xue An'an's hand slightly, and then dragged Yan Mi away, leaving Xia Lei standing on the side and watching a few people leave, his eyes locked on Wei Zhengting's back.

The man's deterrence made him afraid to say another word.

When they arrived at the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Villa, Yan Mi and Xue An'an stood straight facing the wall, and Yan Mi muttered in a low voice: "I didn't make a mistake, why should I be punished?" ”

"Good friends have difficulties together." Xue Anan said and said in a low voice: "Look at my god-like acting skills, you have to cooperate with me." ”

Before Yan Mi could react, Xue An'an fell to the ground with his head tilted.

"An An?" Yan Mi immediately understood what Xue An'an meant, and reached out to help Xue An'an.

Wei Zhengting's eyes shook sharply: "You go out, let her lie down, and see how long she can lie down." ”

Yan Mi's hand stiffened slightly, and when she heard that she could go out, she gently patted Xue An'an's shoulder: "It's good to do it yourself, and then you slipped away immediately." ”

Xue Anan knew that Wei Zhengting found out that he was pretending, so he simply stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle Wei, you are so smart, how did you find out?" ”

She trotted to Wei Zhengting's side, and was about to hug his neck, but Wei Zhengting reached out to block it, and Xue Anan pursed her lips and stood aside.

"Why aren't you serious in class?" Wei Zhengting put down the book in his hand and slammed it on the table.

Xue Anan's eyes were red, and he was about to cry aggrievedly: "Uncle Wei, you don't ask me if I was in the office just now, except for being touched on my hands, if there is anything else." ”

Wei Zhengting frowned, and his tone was sharp: "He still touched you somewhere else?" ”

"Well, I started from the shoulder, and I touched it all the way to the hand, I was so wronged that you still trained me, woo woo." Xue Anan covered his face and trotted out, and then ran out with Yan Mi.

Yan Mi looked at Xue An'an with a confused face and said in horror; "My uncle reprimanded you for crying?"

Running out of the villa, Xue Anan took his hand away, where there were tears, they were simply pretended.

"Come with me somewhere." Xue An'an pulled her to the subway station.

Yan Mi looked at her curiously, just now, she always felt that Xue An'an's eyes and face were like another person, so cold, but very charming.

After getting off the subway and walking for a while, Xue An'an stopped at the flower shop, strode in to buy a bouquet of pink roses, and then walked forward with Yan Mi for a while.

Yanmi looked at the place and asked curiously, "Did you come to the cemetery to see your mother?" Today isn't Auntie's death day, is it? ”

Xue Anan is the only junior in the Xue family, Xue Yungui only got a daughter when he was nearly forty years old, so he was particularly pampered and cherished, so Xue Anan went all the way smoothly, and Yanmi envied her very much.

But now looking at Xue An'an's serious expression, she didn't speak and followed Xue An'an inside.

Stopped at a tombstone.

"Xue Qing, my cousin, my mother has always loved me very much since she died, she is very gentle, she coaxes me to sleep every time, and makes me feel that my mother is still by my side." Xue Anan put down the pink rose, looked at the tombstone, reached out and touched it, the cold stone, yin and yang separated.

Yan Mi hung her head slightly: "An An, is my uncle too much, if you feel wronged, come to my house." ”

"No, your uncle is fine, I just miss my cousin, you know, everyone said that my cousin committed suicide, but in fact, it wasn't, someone forced her to come to this point." Xue An'an looked at the photo of Xue Qing smiling sweetly on the tombstone, her eyes were cold, and after speaking, she looked at Yan Mi with tears in her eyes: "But I don't have the ability to find out who forced my cousin, and I can't make myself stronger." ”

Yan Mi immediately hugged her, when Xue Qing left, she was also there, Xue Anan knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried holding the coffin to prevent people from taking Xue Qing away.

Wei Zhengting stood not far away, his hands were in his trouser pockets, wrapped in the cold wind, his eyes were firmly fixed on Xue An'an's body, and then he quietly picked up his mobile phone and made a call: "Yaji, check Xue Qing." ”