Dong Xiaoren cried for a while before he stopped. She actually rarely cries, especially because she is afraid that her parents will be worried when they see her tears, so she always tries not to let herself cry in front of her parents.

But now, her parents are not at home, only she and Jun Mo are not there.

In front of him, she could cry so freely, crying out the feeling that even she couldn't say.

With two red eyes, Dong Xiaoren looked at Jun Mofei's shirt on his chest that had been wet with her tears, "Your clothes are ......"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small thing. He said, cupping her face and looking at her still misty eyes, "Have you cried enough?"

She snorted, "Well, that's enough." ”

Yes, enough is enough, in the future she will no longer cry for those who discarded her and did not want her, this kind of tears, which fell once back then, and now again, is enough.

"Then wash your face first. Jun Mofei said, and took Dong Xiaoren into the bathroom.

Dong Xiaoren saw in the bathroom mirror that there were still many traces of crying on his face. Picking up her own face towel, she soaked it in water, then wringed it dry, and was about to wipe her face, but he had already taken the towel from her hand first, "I'll do it." ”

He held a towel in his hand and wiped her face, wiping all the tears off her face little by little.

"Since you don't like the people who abandoned you in the first place to disturb your parents, I'll arrange for it, so you can rest assured. Jun Mofei suddenly said loudly.

Dong Xiaoren was stunned for a moment, and then understood, he knew that she was worried that her biological parents would go to the hospital again, especially now is the recovery period of her mother's recuperation, at this time, the most important thing is not to be stimulated, not to have ups and downs, and to maintain a cheerful and happy mood.

"Thank you. Dong Xiaoren said gratefully.

When she changed into pajamas and lay on the bed, Jun Mo said, "You sleep well, I'll go first." ”

She grabbed his hand violently, "Can you stay with me a little longer?"

His eyes flickered slightly, he chuckled, then pulled a chair and sat on the edge of her bed, "Okay, I'll wait until you sleep before leaving." ”

Dong Xiaoren was relieved, usually she is not such a clingy person, but tonight, when she is alone in this room, she always wants to find someone to accompany her.

Her hand was clasped with his, and the air was quiet.

"Say something. She said she didn't like the silence, and she wanted to hear his voice.

"What do you want me to say?" he asked.

"Anything goes. She said.

"Why don't we tell you some fairy tales?"

"Tell a story?" her eyes flashed with surprise, how could this not match the image he gave people.

"Smile...... It's the little girl you saw my nephew with last time, sometimes she will come to Jun's house to play, and when she sleeps, she likes others to tell her stories, and sometimes she takes a nap at Jun's house, and if I am here, I will tell her a few stories to coax her to sleep. Jun Mofei explained, of course, it was also because his nephew really didn't have any talent for storytelling, and he was always despised by the little guy.

According to the little guy's words, Jun Rongqi's storytelling level is not as good as the little guy himself.

Because of this, the little guy likes to stick to him and ask him to tell stories. Of course, if it were someone else, Jun Mofei would definitely not pay attention to it, but Si Xiaoyu was Jun Rongqi's life, and it also made Jun Mofei's heart rise with a sense of pity.

Although Xiaoxiao is not his life, it is the hope of the Jun family and the hope of Xiaoqi to live.

Therefore, Jun Mofei took the trouble to tell Si Xiaoyu all kinds of fairy tales over and over again.

At this time, Jun Mofei began to tell Dong Xiaoren fairy tales, which Dong Xiaoren had never heard when he was a child before. Come to think of it, she has been for almost 20 years, and she hasn't listened to this kind of fairy tale much, I still remember that when I was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school, I started to buy comic books with my classmates to read, and what Grimm's fairy tales and Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales were gradually thrown away by her.

Jun Mofei's voice is a very pleasant baritone, and when he lowers his voice, it will give people the feeling of a cello chanting gently, surrounding it in the silent night, making people feel at ease and comfortable.

Dong Xiaoren slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in the story.

Jun Mofei kept telling stories, one after another, until her breathing was steady and he was sure that she was asleep, and he stopped.

His left hand, still grasped by hers, lifted his right hand, which was still wrapped in bandages, and gently stroked her forehead. Although his wrist was not yet healed, the joints of his fingers could still move, and his fingers ran down her hair little by little, quietly watching her sleeping face.

"Shinobi, I'll be with you. Jun Mofei whispered, as long as she wants, he will always accompany her, always with her, no matter when and where......

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When Dong Xiaoren woke up the next day, he only saw Jun Mofei still sitting on the chair next to the bed, with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and the hands of the two were still holding each other.

Dong Xiaoren's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the person in front of him in a daze, on a simple chair, he slept like this all night.

She moved her hand, and as if awakened, he opened his eyes, squinted slightly, as if adjusting to the light, and then looked at her, "Are you sleeping okay?"

Dong Xiaoren nodded, this night, she did sleep well, and when she woke up, she felt refreshed, "What about you, why didn't you go back?" ”

If she had known that he was staying, she would have gone to sleep in her parents' room and let him sleep in her own room.

"Look at you asleep, and before you know it, you are asleep. Jun Mofei smiled and said.

Dong Xiaoren sat up, bit his lip and said to Jun Mofei, "Next time, don't sit on a chair like this all night." "She had also had the experience of staying up all night before, sleeping in a chair for one night, and waking up the next day with a terrible back pain.

The smile on his lips widened, "Okay, I see." ”

Dong Xiaoren suddenly realized something, and quickly got out of bed, "I'...... I'll wash my face and brush my teeth first!" After saying that, he ran into the bathroom with a smoke.

In the bathroom, Dong Xiaoren looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was messy, and it was estimated that it was no different from the bird's nest, and it was difficult for Jun Mofei to look at himself with a gentle face.

However, speaking of which, he didn't see her just getting up.

Dong Xiaoren quickly finished washing, then walked out of the bathroom, took out the new towels and new toothbrushes prepared at home, and stuffed them to Jun Mofei in the living room, "You can also go wash up." ”

Jun Mofei took the toothbrush and towel and walked into the bathroom.

Dong Xiaoren stood in the living room, and after a while, he suddenly thought that he was still wrapped in bandages on his hands now, and he couldn't touch the water, and it was difficult to wring out the towel with one hand, so he quickly pushed open the door of the bathroom again, "I'll help you ...... the towel first."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped, Jun Mofei in front of her had already taken off her shirt and was about to take off her pants, looking like she was going to take a bath.

Dong Xiaoren's eyes widened, and for a moment, he didn't know whether he was going to walk into the bathroom or close the door first.

But Jun Mo said generously, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing...... It's just that I thought you were going to wash your face, so I planned to come in and help you wring out the towel......" she said authentically, and then glanced at his right hand again, "You wait a minute!" After speaking, Dong Xiaoren quickly ran to the kitchen, took a few fresh-keeping bags and her hair rope, and then ran back to the bathroom, put the fresh-keeping bag on his hand, tied it with a head rope, and wrapped a small towel around his wrist when tying it, so as to avoid water from entering the fresh-keeping bag, and the strength of the head rope has a towel as a buffer, and it will not hurt his wrist that has not yet healed.

After Dong Xiaoren finished making a qiē, he said, "Then you wash slowly." He quickly left the bathroom.

Jun Mofei looked down at his right hand, with a smile on the corner of his lips, this was her concern for him, and now, he was not the only one who was approaching, she was also approaching him step by step.

Dong Xiaoren walked out of the bathroom, thought about it, ran to his room again, turned out a set of men's clothes, and then came to the door of the bathroom, and knocked lightly on the door, "I have some clothes and pants here that can be replaced, you can change them after you wash them, but the size may be a little bit different, and it may not fit very well." Without waiting for his answer, she gently opened a little crack in the bathroom door, stuffed the small basket containing the clothes into the bathroom, and then closed the bathroom door again and walked away.

After Jun Mofei rinsed his body, he saw the clothes that Dong Xiaoren had put in.

This is a set of men's clothing, which looks new, and if you look at it according to the style, it is not a style that someone of Dong Dajun's age would wear.

So...... Could it be Gu Chengsi who stayed at her house? At the thought of this possibility, his heart felt like it was stinged. Immediately, he chuckled again, laughing at his own worries.

With his character, it is absolutely impossible to keep Gu Chengsi's things, let alone give him Gu Chengsi's things to wear.

So whose clothes do they belong to?

Jun Mofei's eyes sank for a moment, and he put on this set of clothes.

When he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes crossed the small living room, and he saw only the familiar figure, busy in the kitchen, wearing slippers, scarves, and no striking dress, but it made his heart thump, and he felt that there was no more beautiful back than this. R1154