Fu Nanli held her waist and asked, "Have you heard the news?"
"Hmm? What's the news?"
"A drunk man accidentally bumped into a fish tank at home, which shattered all over the floor. He fell and the glass pierced his aorta, causing excessive bleeding. He died despite failed rescue efforts."
Wen Qiao said seriously, "I haven't heard of it."
Fu Nanli: …
"Besides, you don't have a fish tank at home."
Fu Nanli: …
"It's just an analogy."
Wen Qiao put down the cup in his hand and said, "Okay then, I'll stay. It's hard for Youyou to cover up the lie for me."
Wen Qiao helped him to the bedroom. While he was taking a shower, she waited outside, fearing that some drunk man might accidentally slip and fall.
The slight smell of alcohol on Fu Nanli's body had long since disappeared after taking a shower, but when he came out, he pretended to stagger a little. Wen Qiao hurried to help him up: "Be careful."
Where she couldn't see, the corners of the man's mouth rose slightly.
With wet hair dripping with water, Wen Qiao picked up the towel beside him and said, "Let me help you wipe it."
Fu Nanli sat down heavily on the sofa beside the bed: "Help me blow dry my hair."
"Where's the hair dryer?"
“In the cabinet next to the bathroom mirror.
Wen Qiao obediently took the hair dryer, sat next to him and helped him blow dry his hair.
As she was blowing, she was kissed by the man.
Because of Fu Nanli's words, Wen Qiao slept uneasily at night, worried that he might fall somewhere. She fell asleep in a daze and had a nightmare. She dreamed that Fu Nanli got up to get some water and accidentally bumped into the glass door. The glass shattered all over the floor and he fell on it, piercing his aorta.
Wen Qiao woke up suddenly, his heart seemed to jump into his throat. He hurried out of the bedroom and went to the door of the master bedroom. He listened for a while, but there was no sound. Only then did he feel relieved.
She did not go back to the guest bedroom to sleep, but slept on the sofa in the side hall outside his bedroom, so that if there was any noise, she could hear it more clearly.
One of his words.
She took it to heart and couldn't sleep at night, fearing that something might happen to him.
In the morning, Fu Nanli opened the door and saw the person curled up on the sofa. His heart couldn't help but choke. He walked over, sat beside her, and gently touched her face. "Why are you sleeping here?"
Wen Qiao said dazedly, "I'm afraid you'll fall. I can hear you more clearly here."
Fu Nanli's heart tightened, "Silly girl."
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Xu Lu was discharged from the hospital with the gauze still stuck on her nose.
It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Her nose is seriously broken and she needs to wear a plaster cast for at least two months. How can she see people
Unexpectedly, she ran into Zhuang Yan on the first day back to school. She subconsciously covered her nose with her hand.
Zhuang Yan naturally noticed the gauze on her nose, but he didn't ask any further questions.
Xu Lu felt aggrieved and indignant. She quickly caught up with Zhuang Yan and said with an aggrieved look, "I was beaten."
Zhuang Yan asked indifferently: "Why?"
Xu Lu gritted her teeth and said, "I was beaten by Wen Qiao."
Zhuang Yan paused, his eyes clearly showing impatience: "How much more dirty water are you going to throw on Wen Qiao?"
Xu Lu was filled with grievance: "Can you at least believe me for once? It was really Wen Qiao. She didn't hide anything. She beat me in our neighborhood and broke my nose bone."
"Where's the evidence?"
Xu Lu's eyes were red: "She destroyed the surveillance video of the community."
"Is Wen Qiao so all-powerful and omnipotent in your eyes? You have done everything you can to discredit Wen Qiao. Can you use some logic?"
Xu Lu said angrily: "Zhuang Yan, one day, you will see Wen Qiao's true face. She is not a good person."
"That's enough. Just be yourself and stop trying to elevate yourself by slandering others."
Zhuang Yan left, once again, leaving her sight cleanly and decisively, never to believe what she said again.
Xu Lu felt that her heart was already full of holes.
Wen Qiao's voice came from behind. There were several weirdos surrounding her, including Lu Youyou, a tomboy, the one called Chun Xiao who wore ancient clothes all day long, and Lin Xiang, who was neither male nor female. Each of them was disgusting to look at.
"Xu Lu, you should know the story of the boy who cried wolf, right?"
Xu Lu clenched her fists: "Don't be so complacent. One day, your disguise will be seen through."
Update is coming, Merry Christmas~
(End of this chapter)