"Brother, it's me, why do you ask that?"

On the other side of the phone, after Mo Qingfeng's slightly eager inquiry fell, after a while, Mo Qingyu's voice with a faint playful smile finally came, which made Mo Qingfeng's heart that had been hanging for a long time completely relaxed.

"And where are you now? Why can't I call your phone and can't get through? ”

Mo Qingfeng took a deep breath of relief, but then asked with some concern.

Mo Qingyu pursed her lips a little sadly, but after glancing at Shao Yang and her mother Nalan Ying, who were standing beside him at the moment, she finally replied with a forced smile: "I just have a dead phone." Today, today I went out with my classmates, and now I'm at my classmates' house, didn't I just charge my phone and call you? ”

"So-you, really, you didn't say a word to your family before you went anywhere, so we worried about you for a day. Well, then you come back early, I'll hang up first. ”

"Eh, brother, wait! I...... I wanted to stay at my classmate's house tonight, so I won't be coming back. You remember to talk to your dad and grandma. ”

Just when Mo Qingfeng said so calmly and concernedly, and was about to hang up the phone immediately, Mo Qingyu's urgent voice on the other end of the phone with a hint of eagerness and suppression, and a faint trace of complex emotions, suddenly came, making the expression on Mo Qingfeng's face stunned instantly.

After a short pause, Mo Qingfeng came back to his senses, but no one noticed the surprise hidden in the depths of his eyes at this moment, and the little depression when Qingyu spoke to him in that slightly weak voice just now, obviously made him guess that his sister might be lying.

However, although Mo Qingfeng was not smart enough to guess what happened to his sister, he knew that the reason why Qingyu said this was completely to not worry his family.

If I continue to ask questions, not only will my sister's hard work be in vain, but also everyone in the family may be worried. Mo Qingfeng is also a sensible person, so after a simple thought, he made a decision.

Rearranging the expression on his face, Mo Qingfeng also put back his mobile phone, and slowly turned to look at his father, and then smiled: "Dad, Qingyu told me that she lived in her classmate tonight, so she won't come back, and let me tell you and grandma......"

"Then why didn't she tell me herself?" Mo Shaotian raised his eyebrows, looking at Qingfeng's eyes with a hint of suspicion.

"Qingyu, she's not afraid that she will not agree to tell you directly. Dad, you see it's so late, and grandma is resting, let Qingyu stay at her classmate for one night, and I'll pick her up myself tomorrow morning. Mo Qingfeng patted his chest and swore that he was talking, but as soon as the words fell, there was a steady and clear sound of footsteps in the corridor.

"Who said I was rested?" Looking in the direction of this hoarse voice with a slight inexplicable smile, Qingfeng and Mo Shaotian found that Huang Yun had already appeared between the railings of the stairs for a long time, and walked slowly downstairs.

"Grandma." Mo Qingfeng called softly, but there was a trace of extremely obscure reluctance in his voice, obviously he didn't want another person to come out and attack him at this time. And he is more worried that his unwitting grandmother will tell his father about Qingyu's disappearance.

But fortunately, Huang Yun didn't seem to have this intention, after she briefly glanced at Mo Shaotian, she turned to Mo Qingfeng and asked with a smile: "Qingfeng, you said that you would pick up Qingyu early tomorrow morning, so do you know his address at the same school?" ”

"I don't know-" Mo Qingfeng shook his head lightly, but in order to justify himself, he still hurriedly replied before Huang Yun was about to ask anything more, "But it's not easy, when I go to pick her up tomorrow morning, I'll ask my sister again." ”

"Oh well. When you bring Qingyu back, let her come to my room first. Okay, I'm really going to rest now, Shao Tian, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

After Huang Yun finished speaking meaningfully, she stopped going downstairs, and after a slight pause, she turned around and went upstairs to her room.

Mo Shaotian, who was sitting upright on the sofa, saw that his mother had spoken like this, and finally decided not to ask any more. He sighed helplessly, then slowly stood up, glanced at Mo Qingfeng, who was still pretending to be smiling, and shook his head and sighed softly: "You guys, you really don't let me worry about it for a day." ”

After Mo Shaotian finished speaking, he no longer stayed in the living room, because he still had a lot of his own government affairs to deal with, so after finally retracting his gaze from Mo Qingfeng's face, he got up and walked quickly into his study.

It wasn't until he watched his father's figure disappear from sight that the reluctant smile on Mo Qingfeng's face slowly dissipated, replaced by a sad and lonely face.

He could guess that something must have happened to his sister, so he decided to pick her up at the latter's house early in the morning. However, it is too late now, and as for asking her for the address of her classmates, it is better to leave it until tomorrow's departure. And after experiencing the scene he saw just now, Mo Qingfeng's turbulent state of mind at the moment also made him really unable to cheer up any other things.

The body collapsed weakly on the sofa where his father had just sit, Mo Qingfeng's eyes slowly closed, and his breathing was shallow and shallow, and finally gradually calmed out as time passed.

Recalling Fang Ziyin's appearance of pear blossoms earning herself like rain in the hospital, as well as the warm and lingering picture when Yun Xiao and Qingyi hugged each other, Mo Qingfeng's hands holding the sofa cushions couldn't help but gradually clench, and the belief that he had been persisting and persistent in his heart seemed to be faintly shaking at this moment.

Santa Fe Modern City is lined with asphalt trees, and the subordinate villas of the Nalan family are neat and clear to reflect the pallor of the sly night. The red tiles and white walls are dotted with the surrounding dark green lawn, the sound of bamboo insects is everywhere, and the quiet atmosphere is like the pouring of the night, sweeping away all the noise of the day, and finally precipitating the original tranquility and tranquility of each family under the sea breeze.

"Auntie. Hiss-"

In Nalan Ying's room, a coquettish voice suddenly sounded suppressed, and Mo Qingyu was about to say something, but was interrupted by a faint tingling sensation coming from behind him. She bit her teeth lightly, and sweat dripped, obviously reluctant to speak out despite the pain.

But after all, Mo Qingyu has been pampered since she was a child, where has she ever suffered such pain, so although she is stubborn, her slender body still trembles slightly uncontrollably.

Nalan Ying's hand movements with alcohol sand and trauma potion slowed down, and then she looked at Mo Qingyu lying on her bed with a light smile on her face. In fact, she knew in her heart that she was much softer and softer than when she usually saw a patient, and it seemed that the girl in front of her probably hadn't suffered a little pain since she was a child.

"Does it hurt? Then don't be in a hurry to talk, lie down well, Auntie will be fine soon. ”

Nalan Ying's helpless expression flashed from her eyes, and when she saw Mo Qingyu's delicate smile that was still stubborn when she turned around, she was slightly moved in her heart for a moment.

"Hmm." Mo Qingyu nodded her head very obediently, the oblique pigtails on the back of her head shook slightly, this scene was slightly abrupt in Nalan Ying's eyes, it seemed that she had been as innocent as her many years ago, right?

In the room, when Nalan Ying was treating Mo Qingyu's wounds, on the sofa in the living room downstairs outside the door, Shao Yang was sitting casually with a complicated expression. At this moment, his face, which had always been calm, actually looked a little embarrassed, and his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something difficult.

Nalan Qian sat beside him, still with a kind face, looking at Shao Yang quietly with deep eyes, but the slight wrinkle on the tip of his eyebrows seemed to show that his heart was not as plain as it seemed.

"Yangyang." The silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, but it gradually fell into a strange and solemn stalemate, and Nalan Qian seemed to be a little reluctant to worry about his grandson next to him anymore, so he took the lead in calling him.

"Huh? Grandpa, what's wrong? Shao Yang was stunned, and only after a moment of stunned did he come to his senses, withdraw his thoughts from his mind, and Huo Ran looked back at his grandfather.

Nalan Qian's eyes were slightly condensed, and from Shao Yang's expression, he could see the latter's concern for the girl he brought back. However, this did not make him feel any emotion, the girl was indeed injured a lot, and if she was transferred to the hospital, she was afraid that she would be delayed for a long time on the way.

He just felt that it was night after all, and if Shao Yang brought a girl home like this, if the latter's family knew about it, I was afraid that it would be a lot of trouble.

"That girl, what's the relationship with you? How did she get hurt, and why did you bring her home? Nalan Qian felt that there were some things he had to ask clearly, otherwise, he was afraid of causing trouble.

Shao Yang didn't expect his grandfather to suddenly ask like this, his heart tightened, and his expression was slightly embarrassed. He didn't know if he should tell the truth, in fact, he hoped that this matter could be concealed quickly, and for the sake of the agreement he promised, Shao Yang could not tell the truth completely.

"Grandpa, her name is Mo Qingyu, and she is my classmate. As for how she got hurt......"

Shao Yang's words were suddenly paused at this point, although his eyes wandered with a hint between his eyebrows, but his heart was clear, he knew that as long as he didn't say it, his grandfather would not force himself if he wanted to.

And Nalan Qian was indeed as Shao Yang expected, seeing that Shao Yang seemed to be a little reluctant to explain, so he didn't mean to continue to ask, but after smiling lightly and relievedly, he turned to Shao Yang tentatively: "You said her surname is Mo, then she shouldn't be ......?"

"It's not." Shao Yang's tone was mixed with a little sadness and rushed to answer, although it seemed that Nalan Qian's words of inquiry were not finished, but the grandfather and grandson seemed to have a very tacit understanding, and when they saw their grandfather's cautious and suddenly serious expression, they obviously guessed what he was going to ask, so they directly rejected it.

Because no matter whether Mo Qingyu is right or not, Shao Yang doesn't want to cause another unnecessary storm because of this incident.