Standing at the door and respectfully seeing off Mr. Mu Yi, when Zhang Yi walked by, he still asked again: "Are you really going?" ”

Xihe was only puzzled for a moment, remembering that he had proposed to go to the bar in the morning, and she shook her head.

Zhang Yidao: "You good girl, when will you be able to do something major that makes people fall eyeballs?" ”

"Impossible." Xihe vetoed, paused, and added: "It's impossible in this life." ”

Zhang Yi was choked, looked at her, and left without looking back.

Until their figures disappeared, Xihe turned back to the suite to finish the final sound, and when there was nothing to do, he went back to his room.

Her room, not far from Mr. Mu Yi's, had a double bed, and a vase on the table with fragrant lilies in it.

Xihe put down her bag, went into the bathroom to wash her face, the cold water poured through her skin, Xihe let the water droplets drop, she looked up at herself in the mirror, her smart eyes were quiet and deep after all these years, she couldn't see it thoroughly.

Under this gentle and smooth face, there is a hidden dirty past in the past, and how much courage does such a self have to stand in front of him as if nothing had happened......

He's so good, she knew it from the beginning!

He took a towel and wiped his face haphazardly and walked out.

The jet lag has not been reversed, Xihe has been in a state of confusion, lying on the bed, slowly slowing down his breathing.

The "clear" slap slapped her face, and she could feel the pain.

The mother screamed at her with all her might: "Why don't you die? ”

"Why do you want to do this? Xihe, Mom and Dad are worthy of you......"

The grandmother who loved her the most, faded away from the kindness of the past, and said coldly in disappointment.

"Xihe, you move out."

She was not yet eighteen years old at the time, and children her age had just graduated from high school.

However, her family has shunned her like a femme fatale.

The little girl stood weakly by the door, her face was pale, her swaying body seemed to be able to fall down in the next second, and she supported herself tenaciously. The picture clearly flashes the silent father, the disgusted brother, and the out-of-control mother.

And the leader who caused all this just apologized and said to her lightly: "Xihe, I'm sorry, I can't hurt Yaoyao." ”

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Sober again, the stars rotate outside, and the quiet moonlight spills into the room.

His ears were wet, and Xi He raised his hand to touch it, and his tears soaked the pillow a lot.

She stood up, took her phone and pressed the screen on, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

There was a missed call on it, it was Xu Youbai, Xihe looked at the name, and didn't call back as usual.

After a while, she put down her phone and lay down again, pulled the quilt and wrapped herself in it from head to toe, and there was darkness in front of her, as if she had put a protective shield on her body in this way, and she would not be afraid of being hurt!

"Miss Xihe, I said it yesterday, and I will give you a holiday today, so you don't have to come to report." Mr. Mu Yi, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, saw Xihe who came in, and teased in a heroic voice.

"Hmm, let me make sure you're joking or serious." Xihe pretended to be relaxed, she held the notebook in her arms, woke up at five o'clock in the morning, and never fell asleep again, fortunately she did all the work she had left behind.

Mr. Mu Yi accepted the magazine and looked at her with blue eyes: "Of course it's serious." ”