Zhong Lisan pretended not to see it, and walked out calmly, and when he came back, he was still holding a plate of fruit.

"I'll do my homework first", Zhong Lisan handed the fruit to Mo Ting, Mo Ting, got up from the chair, and muttered there that he didn't know what bad things Zhong Lisan was saying.

Zhong Lisan was about to do his homework, when he noticed that someone poked him on the back, turned his head to look, and Mo Ting's eyes were full of expectation, "Borrow headphones."

After getting the headphones, Mo Ting happily jumped to Zhong Discrete's bed, and his heart was beautiful, hahahaha, so cool, wearing the idol's headphones, sleeping on the idol's bed. Mo Ting kept rolling on the bed and laughing with his head covered in the quilt.

Zhong Lisan looked at Mo Ting with strange eyes, he really couldn't figure out the person who was not very depressed just now? Forgot now?

Mo listened for a while, as if he remembered that there was someone next to him, and when he raised his head, he happened to bump into Zhong's scattered eyes. With his messy hair, Mo Ting smiled stupidly, and then sat down quickly.

I won't go to school tomorrow, but I'll tell Zhong Lisan later, don't bother him, and let Wishing deceive the teacher.

As for Bai Shuangshuang, Mo Ting sent a text message to Bai Shuangshuang, poor Bai Shuangshuang, he can only use the old man's machine, and he can only send text messages.

Mo didn't dare to let himself listen to it, for fear that he would think something messy, so he took a list of French translations.

About a third of the way through the writing session, the phone rang suddenly. Mo listened very unpleasantly, and he hated being disturbed by others halfway through writing something.

I was going to hang up, but I suddenly remembered a possibility, could it be that he called, didn't he bring his mobile phone?

Mo Ting was a little excited, tried to calm himself down, and after taking a deep breath, he took it.

"Hey", Mo didn't dare to say superfluous words, and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of scaring the other party away.

"What do I have to do with me", hearing the familiar voice on the other side, Mo Ting still shed tears.

"Why, I'm not going to be angry with you. You're back, okay? Mo didn't dare to pause, for fear that he would hang up the phone, for fear that he wouldn't hear, "I know what happened in the afternoon, so what's wrong." Aunt Feng's loss of the child has nothing to do with you. ”

"Good, don't cry, I'll be back", He Yan's voice was also a little choked.

"Okay, so when are you coming back?"

Why don't you glance out the window, I don't know how many of those people's eyeliners are in this forest, including this room. Even the mobile phone was borrowed with great difficulty.

Why didn't he speak for a long time, Mo Ting also sensed that something was wrong, "What's the matter, are you okay?" ”。

"It's fine, but I probably won't be back that soon. You don't have to worry about me, what are you supposed to do, you know? "Why don't you feel that you are always so verbose when facing Mo Ting.

"Okay, I promise you." Mo Ting wiped away his tears, feeling that he had cried too many times recently, "Why don't you".

"Huh?"

"After knowing what happened this afternoon. My first thought was not to feel sorry for Aunt Feng, or anything else, my first reaction was to be angry, it was obviously our home, why did you go out? I don't know if I'm right. But, what's the matter, I just want your safety, okay? It doesn't matter when you come back. You have to be safe. Mo heard a lot of words, and he didn't mean to stop, "Actually, think about it carefully, why did Aunt Feng get that information today?" In this matter, it always feels like someone is manipulating behind it. I know my dad found out too. But the person behind it seems to be very strong, and it can't be found. ”

"I'm sure you'll come back safely, right?" Mo Ting tried his best to hide his worries, afraid that it would overflow from his mouth.