Wen Xien turned her head and dodged the man's hand, she lowered her eyelashes, the meaning was very clear, and she didn't want Guo Zhenfei to have too intimate behavior.

The hand froze in place, the man's face was visibly gloomy, he endured it, but he couldn't help but ask, "Why?" Does it have to be this way? ”

He lowered his voice, as if squeezing out of his throat.

Wen Xien closed his eyes as if he didn't want to see him.

Guo Zhenfei's breathing was heavy, he was obviously angry, the green tendons on his forehead burst up, Wen Xien, who had just been closed from the ghost gate, was even more cold and alienated from him than before, he couldn't understand why?

He can't stand Wen Xien like this, how can he stand it?

Did he do something wrong? What exactly did he do wrong? Why don't you want him to touch it!

Guo Zhenfei stood up with the medicine, his body was strong and tall, which made him condescending, his cold and distinct outline became sharper and sharper, and his eyes were very dark, and he couldn't see the depths.

The tall man lowered his eyelashes and was expressionless, but the fingers holding the medicine were trembling, and the black medicine was rippling.

"Wen Sheen."

He shouted.

The person on the bed ignored him, obviously awake, but still closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, as if it was disgusting to look at him!

Suppressing the monstrous anger and grievances, Guo Zhenfei understood that Wen Xien had just recovered from a serious illness, so he tried his best to calm his emotions and hold back the expression on his face.

"You, if it was me that day, I scared you, it was my fault, but do you have to stay away from me for those few words? You...... Do you hate me? ”

The man is low, full of confusion and panic, his temperament has always been silent and wooden, his mouth will not say good words, nor will he coax people, for Wen Xien's indifference and alienation, the first time is that he thinks that he is wrong.

Wen Xien knew that it was wrong to say more, so he didn't say it directly.

She was like falling asleep, her eyes closed and delicate like a jade man, Guo Zhenfei stood for a moment, without getting any response, her mind was like a window curtain dancing in the wind surging up and down, trying her best to suppress her anxiety and panic, and as time passed, it only increased a lot.

Wen Xien was still silent with his eyes closed, as if there was no one standing next to him, just an inconsequential air.

Miao Hua saw that the atmosphere was very wrong, and it was no wonder that he couldn't insert it, his brows furrowed, and he raised his hand to take the medicine in the man's hand.

"Let's go."

That's a very polite thing to say.

The man didn't even look at the child, just stared at Wen Xien paranoidly and persistently, he was waiting, waiting for an explanation.

But disappointingly, he couldn't wait.

Miao Hua looked at this man as an eyesore, and his eyes became cold, "Wen Xien doesn't want to see you, so go out." ”

I don't know which of the child's words poked the man's heart, his tall body shook a little, and the fingers hanging at his side shrank.

He stood aggrievedly by the bed, like a big dog that had been abandoned.

“…… Don't you want to see me? ”

The man didn't seem to stop until he got an answer, and he asked over and over again.

Wen Xien finally opened his eyes, his dark eyes were quiet and cold, like two glass beads picked up from the ice and snow.

Guo Zhenfei observed those beautiful eyes very carefully, and it was a pity that he didn't see the softness and gentleness that often appeared in them.

"Brother Guo, go back, don't come in the future."

The voice was so soft, but the damage inside was so great.

Even if she says ruthless words, it is also touching and pitying.

Guo Zhenfei's heart seemed to be empty, leaking with cold wind, cold and biting.

"Wincyne ......"

Wen Xien was indifferent, and his light-colored lips pursed slightly.

After a minute of silence, Guo Zhenfei finally moved, and he walked out without saying a word, without looking back.

Wen Xien blinked, her expression was extremely cold, but the man's footsteps disappeared, and she raised her eyes to look.

That kind of look is indescribably complicated, and Miao Hua doesn't like Wen Xien to look at others with this kind of gaze.

The cold expression on her face had long since disappeared, and what emerged was sorrow.

So what is she worried about now?

What are you worried about?

Miao Hua said casually: "Drink the medicine." ”

After a moment of silence, Wen Xien withdrew his gaze, his cold voice was still a little hoarse, revealing an ethereal energy, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale lips were bent, but there was no smile.

"I had a long dream."

Miao Hua thought of the two words that Wen Xien said when he woke up, his heart ached, and he listened quietly.

"In my dream, I was walking alone, I didn't know where I was going, I didn't know where I was going, I had no direction, but I knew I couldn't stop."

Wen Xien spoke very slowly, his voice was as soft as a whisper, and his eyes didn't know where to fall, "I just keep walking, walking, there is no end......"

"Until I heard him calling me and he said he was going to take me home......"

Wen Xien smiled, but her brow furrowed, because she knew that it was all a dream.

She was still alone, and no one was going to take her home.

Miao Hua stretched out his hand to smooth the folds between her eyebrows, and her eyes were very soft: "This is home." ”

Wen Xien chuckled, her straight black eyelashes were stained with tears, but she smiled brightly, Miao Hua was fascinated by this clean and beautiful smile, and stared at Wen Xien tightly in a trance.

Touching the child's hair, Wen Xien tilted his head, with a smile on his face, "You're right, this is my home, Xiaohua, I only have you." ”

There was an inexplicable sour look in his eyes, Miao Hua blinked, and said very seriously: "Then you can only have me, and you can't have anyone else." ”

Wen Xien's smile deepened: "Okay." ”

That dream seemed to be really regarded as a dream by Wen Xien, and she didn't mention it again, Wen Xien drank the medicine, and the bitter taste made her expression deformed.

Miao Hua seemed to be prepared, and took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into Wen Xien's mouth.

The sweet taste instantly dilutes the bitterness.

The child was afraid that Wen Xien would be hungry, so he didn't stay long and ran to the stove to cook porridge.

She was the only one left in the room.

Wen Xien turned his face to the side of the window, stared through the crack in the window at the sky and the eaves, and stretched out his hand from the quilt, blocking the light that fell on his eyes.

——

This wind and cold was menacing, directly crushing Wen Xien's already very dilapidated body, and it didn't take long for it to spread throughout the village, Wen Xien had no relatives and no reason, it was all a joke.

Although the child is young, he takes good care of Wen Xien, and sometimes Wen Xien is very embarrassed, after all, he is only a five-year-old child, and he can do very little, Wen Xien looks very distressed.

(End of chapter)