Usually at this time, Murong Qiao was busy sitting in front of the computer, but now that he got up early and slept in the morning, it was difficult not to worry.

She replied to Yang Xin, [It's not easy to say, if you don't talk to Huo Xiaocao about this matter, he must have a way. 】

After all, it is someone's private matter, the two of them are roommates in the end, and it is useless to worry, it is better to let Huo Yichen comfort Qiao Qiao, it will definitely have an effect.

Looking at Leng Yan's suggestion, Yang Xin's eyes immediately lit up, and the worries in his heart were also swept away by this sentence.

That's right! Huo Xiaocao will definitely make Qiaoqiao happy!

Murong Qiao, who was lying on the bed, didn't know what the two roommates were thinking, and now she was lying on the bed to empty her brain, and after hearing the vibration of the mobile phone again, she directly chose to turn it off.

"Hello, the phone you are calling is turned off...... Hello, the number you dialed ......"

Nan Xuan listened to the repeated prompt sound on his mobile phone, and threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand irritably.

After Murong Qiao hung up the phone, except for the first time, he could dial it, and the rest was this prompt.

He staggered to his feet, holding on to the chair next to him, but the ghosting hand also jumped into the air, and fell heavily on his face to the ground without holding it.

The smell of blood spread in his nasal cavity, making Nan Xuan a little nauseous, he staggered to his feet, his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything, and after a gap of more than ten seconds, he raised his hand and wiped his nose with hindsight.

A piercing red appeared on his fingers, Nan Xuan stared at the color of the blood, and a disgusting urge suddenly surged up in his throat, and he spit it out directly.

But he couldn't vomit anything, only the wine he had just drunk and returned the same way.

"Hmm-" he clutched his head.

My head hurts......

Nan Xuan's thoughts were surprisingly chaotic, and what made him even more unbearable was the pain in his head that almost exploded at the moment.

With instinct, Nan Xuan staggered out of the private room, his memory was stirred into countless fragments by alcohol, and finally he only remembered that he collapsed on a soft bed.

But the headache did not go away, and it was as if he had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he returned to Nan's house, and returned to the days when Nan Yu and Nan Qiao were still there, but the direction of the story was completely different.

Nan Yu is so well-behaved that people are soft-hearted, and they can't wait for everything to her, Nan Qiao is still so annoying, and what she does makes everyone disgusted.

Nan Qiao in the dream of "Brother ......" is more well-behaved and talks less.

Nan Xuan seemed to be in a dream, and like a bystander, watching a long and extremely real dream.

He saw the falling flower pot, the starting point that changed everything, and saw himself look at Nan Qiao's disappointed eyes and said that she wasn't like this before.

There was also Nan Jin's reprimand at the time, accusing Nan Qiao of actually beating Nan Yu, and countless insulting voices constituted an almost maddening world, and Nan Qiao was the center of this world.

"No, it's not." He subconsciously defended. Watching Nan Qiao, who was huddled in a ball, hiding in the room.

The heart seems to be clenched, and it takes force to breathe.

Now that he knows Nan Yu's true face, Nan Xuan looked back at everything and found that everyone was believing Nan Yu's words, and he had never considered Nan Qiao's feelings, and only knew that he blamed her with one mind.

And then to the later......

"Nan Qiao, you let your sister go, she blocked the flower pot for you, this is what you owe her!"

"If it weren't for you, Nan Yu wouldn't be in a wheelchair...... She just likes something, you let her. ”

"Give this share to Nan Yu, Qiaoqiao, she is injured now and has no one to rely on in the future......"

The colorful colors gradually turned black and white, from a little thing to the later company shares, all that Nan Qiao owned came to Nan Yu's side.

Until the end, I learned of Nan Qiao's death and saw a completely different ending.

"Don't ...... No, I beg you to ......."

Seeing Nan Qiao surrounded by a few thugs, his crying voice was full of despair, and Nan Xuan's heart seemed to have fallen into the endless abyss.

The night passed, and Murong Qiao was not affected by last night's events in the slightest, got up early to wash up, and took his books to catch up with the eighth class in the morning.

Huo Yichen took a seat for her in advance and sat at the back of the lecture hall.

"Here we are." Murong Qiao waved his hand.

As soon as she walked into the classroom, she saw Huo Yichen sitting by the window, the sunlight that came in obliquely just hit half of his body, and the edges of his face and even his eyelashes were covered with a layer of golden light, which was so good-looking.

Huo Yichen got up and took her schoolbag, "I came early today." ”

He knew Murong Qiao's routine in his heart, the class of the eighth morning had always arrived ten minutes ago, but today it arrived twenty minutes ago.

"Wake up early." Murong Qiao replied to him and sat in his place.

Although she tried her best not to let last night's events affect her, she didn't sleep well enough and woke up after not sleeping long.

Huo Yichen quietly put the pastry he brought in front of Murong Qiao, observing her complexion, the first thing he noticed was the faint cyan under his eyes.

Last night, Yang Xin quietly told him about someone harassing Murong Qiao, and Huo Yichen was a little worried about her.

Murong Qiao stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, the sweet but not greasy aroma diluted her restlessness in the morning, and the pastry with a little floral fragrance that melted in her mouth was not bad, and it tasted soft and glutinous and sweet, and she couldn't stop stuffing it into her mouth one after another.

"Last night, Nanxuan called me." Murong Qiao suddenly spoke, "He drank wine and talked nonsense. ”

After eating the pastry, Murong Qiao, who was in a much better mood, took the initiative to mention last night's incident, Huo Yichen didn't speak, but simply looked at Murong Qiao with those deep and calm eyes, and was a qualified listener.

Murong Qiao came early, and the extra few minutes were just used to talk about last night, she briefly explained the call between the two, and after finishing speaking, she pursed her lips and ate the last pastry.

Huo Yichen stretched out his hand and touched her head, with a sense of comfort. "You can share this with me next time."

His actions were intimate, and his gentleness towards Murong Qiao made the girls around him secretly envious.

"I didn't think about it that much last night...... Murong Qiao smiled lightly, a little embarrassed.

She didn't feel anything, but as soon as Huo Yichen whispered about it, she suddenly felt like she was being held in her heart, and her every move was watched, even if she was a little unhappy, she would always be cared for.

She blushed slightly, and the look made the boys across the aisle dumbfounded.

Huo Yichen turned sideways to block the eyes of others, and took advantage of the situation to drop a kiss on Murong Qiao's forehead, full of possessiveness.

Nanxuan's name was remembered by Huo Yichen, and he would make a decision after accompanying Murong Qiao today.

The daytime sunlight should be warm and dazzling, but it was blocked by the heavy bed curtains, and it couldn't shine on Nanxuan lying on the bed at all.

He slept restlessly, his brow furrowed tightly, and his body trembled from time to time.

"Jojo!"

Nan Xuan sat up from the bed suddenly, one hand still stretched forward, as if he wanted to leave something behind.

His expression was panicked, a heartache that he didn't even notice.

Nan Xuan gasped for breath, trying to wake himself up, and the sudden extra memories in his mind made him extremely uncomfortable.

He thought it was just a dream, but after waking up, the events that happened were still vivid, and it wasn't until after digesting it that Nan Xuan woke up like a dream, and sat on the bed in a trance for a long time without saying a word.

(End of chapter)