The pain in his chest disappeared with the back of the shadow. It's getting harder and harder to stand up normally.

It's like ants are gnawing a little bit.

Feng Nai realized what it meant to be called the walking dead.

That's what he said.

It was just noon, but I felt that it was dark everywhere.

That's what it feels like to lie in bed and cover yourself with a quilt.

The throat is burning and uncomfortable.

But he didn't want to get up and drink water.

Even thinking about it, it hurts a little.

It's better than having an empty heart and being able to recognize it clearly.

They couldn't do anything else.

Feng Nai's alienation from Mobei is obvious.

Even with the little milk, I can see it.

Because I'm thinking about my brother next to me.

So Xiao Nanlin got out of class an hour early.

After hearing the housekeeper say that his little brother had come, his round eyes lit up, and he thought that his little brother was upstairs.

Who knew that his brother was alone, just lying on the bed, as if he was asleep.

"Little brother is gone?" Xiao Nan Lin still thinks it's a little incredible, his brother didn't keep his little brother?

Lao Wang was also puzzled, and told Xiao Nanlin what happened today.

Xiao Nanlin felt more and more that these two people were quarreling.

However, his brother is really wrong.

Even a private doctor can see that something is wrong.

Whatever medicine is prescribed, Feng Nai drinks it, and the emotions on the side of the face don't even move slightly, especially when eating.

Mrs. Feng saw it in her eyes and put down the bamboo chopsticks: "Naer, do you have something on your mind?" ”

"Nope." Feng Nai took a sip of soup: "It's just that I don't have an appetite." ”

Mrs. Feng didn't debunk her eldest son, others couldn't see the difference in his expression, how could she, who was a mother, not notice it.

In addition, her youngest son kept winking at her, and she knew that there must be something going on.

After drinking the soup, Feng Nai went upstairs, and he didn't mean to go back to the base at all.

The little grandmother leaned on Mrs. Feng's ear and said, "Mom, my brother quarreled with my little brother, so I was in a bad mood." ”

"He's going to quarrel with other people too?" In Mrs. Feng's impression, her eldest son's cleanliness is basically like it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, and he never quarrels, it seems that Mo Nan is really not ordinary to him.

Xiao Nanlin's cheeks bulged: "Anyway, it's a cold war, the little brother came to see him today, and the brother didn't keep the little brother." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Feng sighed: "I really miss it." ”

The little grandmother had a question mark on her face: "Missing? ”

"Come, you remember, only really good friends will have a cold war." Mrs. Feng smiled: "Although the analogy is not appropriate, when I was young, your father often had a cold war with me. ”

Xiao Nanlin said seriously: "Mom, I don't want to be fed dog food, not to mention that you and your father are already divorced." ”

"That's right." Mrs. Feng smiled elegantly: "However, even if they are really good friends, if the Cold War lasts for a long time, then there will really be no return to the beginning." ”

When Xiao Nanlin heard this, she summed up a point: "Is that me going to create an opportunity for them to reconcile!" ”

"They have to solve the specific things themselves." Mrs. Feng touched the little brain melon in front of her: "Others can't intervene." ”

The little were drooping in their ears, obviously a little disappointed.

Mrs. Feng smiled: "But it's a good idea to let these two people meet and talk." ”