Zhong Lixuan searched around, and finally found Mo Ting in a very secluded place. Blocked by several big trees, he sat on the ground, hugged his knees, cried, and scolded in a low voice, "What is the matter of death, what is the matter of garbage".

Seeing Mo Ting, Zhong Lisan was much more relieved, walked over, and squatted down.

Mo listened to Zhong Li, his eyes were still full of tears, and they were still flowing down drop by drop.

Zhong Lisan touched his pocket and asked, "Did you bring tissues?" ”。

Mo Ting held up a pack of used tissues, and the tears still flowed all the time.

Zhong Lisan gently wiped away all the tears with his hands, and didn't ask Mo Ting what was wrong, and whispered, "It's okay"

。 Originally, Zhong Lisan was afraid that his behavior would be too abrupt, but there was no other way, and he was really uncomfortable watching her cry like this. Maybe it's because she's his hard-earned friend. But is it just because they're friends?

Giving Zhong Lisan such a wipe, Mo Ting became more uncomfortable and aggrieved, and asked while crying, "Why don't you ask me what's wrong."

Zhong Lisan still persisted in the tears, "Because you don't like it."

Although the tears were still flowing, there were not so many, Zhong Lisan patted Mo Ting's back, "It's okay, you're my eldest brother."

Don't laugh, neither do you cry.

Zhong Lisan wiped the tears from Mo Ting's face, sat opposite Mo Ting, and didn't speak, just looked at her and comforted her with his eyes.

"Actually, I don't know what's wrong. In the morning, he had been very wrong. I thought I had done something to make him unhappy. I just want to make him amuse. But when I was on the road, I was careless and didn't see the car coming. As soon as he pulled me aside, he yelled at me angrily and asked me if I could be safe. Mo couldn't help but shed some tears when he heard this, and wiped them away with his hands, "I know he's worried about my safety." But I forgot to be safe because I wanted to make him happy. I don't know where I got wrong. But I think it's my fault that he's unhappy. But I don't know what's wrong with me? Is it because I care too much about him? Mo heard this, and he couldn't control his tears, and buried his head in his knees.

Zhong Lisan patted Mo Ting's back, just like the little ghost at home when he cried, and didn't say anything.