Our Mo family and Mi family don't want to die, and don't think that I don't know that those photos were arranged by you, I won't pursue it, I just don't want to worry about a woman.

If you have the ability to dig a hole, find a way to fill it yourself, I warn you, and next time, don't blame me for being unkind! ”

Every word of the merciless word was like the sharpest knife, stabbing into her chest so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Despair rolled over his heart, and his legs seemed to lose sensation and he fell to the ground abruptly.

She wanted to say that it was not arranged by her, but it was like countless needles stuck in her throat, so that she could not say a word.

Mo Zixuan glanced at her indifferently, having the first experience

This time, even if there was a knife on his neck, he couldn't be soft-hearted, opened the door and strode out.

When Lin Cai'er saw him come out, she immediately pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing Li Duxue fall to the ground, her tears were like beads off the thread, and she pulled her up and asked urgently: "Xue'er, is Mo Zixuan bullying you, I'll go to him to settle accounts!" ”

"Mom...... No...... He didn't bully me...... Woowoo...... Mom...... I want to go home......" Li Duxue couldn't stop crying, and she cried into tears.

Li Cai'er had never seen her sad like this, she was distressed, and she whimpered.

The two mothers and daughters left the Mo family crying like this, looking at Mi Xiaole and Mo Chen at a loss, closed the door and went upstairs together to find Mo Zixuan......

Qin Ya Garden

After Jian Junxi took a bath, he washed his bloody shirt again, and when he came out, Nangong Jing had already taken a bath and was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book.

Seeing her come out, he immediately dropped the book in his hand, took out a hair dryer from the drawer, and said with a faint expression: "I'll help you blow your hair!" ”

Jian Junxi was slightly stunned, the words of refusal were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything, and in the end, he walked over silently.

"Your mother came just now, she said, they sent Aunt Panruo and Aunt Jiang to tulips, what is the reason, you know."

Nangong Jing opened his mouth expressionlessly, there was no trace of color in his dim eyes, and the whole person looked a little lifeless.

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi lifted his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Jing's eyes were blank, like a puppet without a soul.

"It's okay......" Jian Junxi lowered his head, and the whining of a hair dryer came from his ears.

As long as he is there, he will definitely help her blow her hair, and after many times, she will get used to it, get used to his gentleness, get used to his breath, and get used to everything about him......

And Nangong Jing, who usually chatters, has not spoken again today, blowing his hair very seriously, his thin lips are pursed, and his body exudes a trace of sadness.

It wasn't until he helped her dry that he said lightly: "School starts tomorrow, you can rest early!" ”

Jian Junxi's eyes paused slightly, and he did not reply.

He put away the hair dryer, as if knowing that she would be upset when she saw him, and left the bedroom on his own initiative.

Looking at his slender and lonely back, there seemed to be thorns in his heart, and he felt an inexplicable pain.

It wasn't until the door closed that she stood up, her eyes were slightly agitated, she picked up her glasses and put them on, and walked slowly to the balcony......

The night breeze swept through her short hair, like a mother's gentle stroke, which reminded her of her mother again.

Looking up at the sky with only a few stars, there is an indescribable loss in my heart, the night sky in the country is completely incomparable to that of country H.

When I lowered my eyes, I saw Nangong Jing holding a book and reading it on the sofa, so quiet that it was like a different person.

(End of chapter)