Upstairs, in the bedroom.
Feng Nai was already lying on the bed.
As a clean freak, he didn't go to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol on his body. Instead, he just stared at the ceiling without turning on the light.
He could hear the sound of Nailin walking in.
"Brother." Nailin moved a little closer, and said with a pair of rounded eyes: "Did you quarrel with my little brother?"
Feng Nai snapped her fingers: "No."
"Little brother didn't reply to my message today." Xiao Nailin lowered her eyes: "I thought you two had a fight."
"Really? He should be asleep."
Feng Nai could no longer feel any blood flowing in his heart.
The voice is also very low.
This night was probably the longest night he had ever spent.
Nailin noticed it, but it was still useless.
I don't know why, looking at his brother's back, I always feel that his brother is about to cry.
But that face was still very handsome, but compared to usual, the coldness and unruliness had been taken away.
Feng Nai didn't speak anymore, he had never felt that time passed so slowly, and the feeling of weightlessness was getting worse and worse.
At first, Xiao Nailin would occasionally say a few small words by the side.
After a while.
There was no sound in the room.
Feng Nai reached out and covered Nailin with the quilt.
At this time, Feng Nai had already started to cough.
He didn't notice it at all.
Sometimes all internal organs hurt, so I can't notice any other places.
Fortunately, he finally felt tired.
Even the eyelids are sinking.
The wind can no longer be heard.
The sky outside was slightly brighter.
Mo Bei didn't see the text message until seven o'clock in the morning.
Yun Shen next to him was still sleeping.
Mo Bei sat up from the bed, her black hair was still a little fluffy, but she didn't care about it, she just lowered her eyes and typed a few words: "No, what's wrong?"
At this point, it is impossible for Xiao Nailin to wake up, and he is using the housekeeper's mobile phone.
Mo Bei naturally didn't receive a reply.
Look at your phone again.
On the WeChat page, a certain god still hasn't spoken to her.
It was almost eight o'clock.
Mo Bei made a voice call, but no one answered.
At this time, Yun Shen had already woken up.
Seeing that she was on the phone, she smiled: "What's the matter?"
"No." Mo Bei put away his phone, glanced at the calendar, forget it, it's more direct to find someone.
Yun Shen noticed the school uniform she was wearing: "Are you going to school today?"
"Yeah." When Mo Bei wore his school uniform, he always had a cool sense of abstinence.
This made Yun Shen hold his chin and stared at it for a long time: "I really envy the people who are classmates with you now."
In order not to waste Mo Bei's time, Yun Shen didn't even put on makeup, took the car key and sent him to the school: "I'll pick you up after you leave school, Mo Nan said, when you meet Mrs. Feng, In these two days, we will go shopping for clothes and buy you a skirt."
"good."
Mo Bei still had few words.
After getting out of the car, she didn't go to No. 2 Middle School.
Instead, she hung her schoolbag on one shoulder and walked towards the gate of No. 1 Middle School.
This is the time to besiege Mo Nan's army to go to school.
At the gate of my school, I saw the bosses of No. 2 Middle School, and everyone knew what expressions they had on their faces.
However, this is not the point.
The point is.
This man actually talked to them!
"It's you." Obviously Mo Bei still remembered them: "Just right."
What's good
"Which class is Young Master Feng in?"
(end of this chapter)