Nokia's vibration sound is much stronger than that of current smartphones.
Mo Bei's cell phone was in his school uniform pocket.
The buzzing vibration caused her to slowly open her eyes.
His black eyes looked at the unfamiliar decorations around him.
For a moment, she didn't realize where she was.
There was no one in the room except her.
Until her eyes fell on the computer chair, which was covered with a black flame uniform.
It's the Feng family.
And it's his room.
Mo Bei sat up, his pale and clear side face was completely immersed in the twilight, and it seemed to be clean with a faint light.
After her illness, she was whiter than usual.
It only seemed that the sense of abstinence would break if there was too much abstinence.
When she raised her hand, the first thing she saw was the medical infusion sticker left on the back of her hand.
My head is still a little dizzy, but it is much better, at least it is no longer the same as before, and my thoughts are like paste.
She was taken to the infirmary by him.
Just think about it.
Mo Bei frowned slightly involuntarily.
She almost thought of what would happen to the No. 1 and No. 2 middle schools.
Mo Bei lifted the quilt. At first, he didn't check the information on his phone.
He only turned his eyes sideways and glanced at the time on the clock.
In the water glass next to the bed, someone poured a glass of water.
Mo Bei lowered his eyes and picked it up. It was still hot. He must have just gone out.
It's five o'clock in the afternoon.
She almost slept through the day.
time to go.
Otherwise, it will definitely be left behind.
And she is not fit to spend the night here now.
Mo Bei took another look at the cup of hot water.
When I was just about to start.
Another vibration came from the pocket of the school uniform.
Mo Bei thought it was her brother.
After all, not everyone knows about WeChat on this phone.
Turn on the screen and see the other party's profile picture.
Mo Bei's fingers stopped for a moment.
"Bey, I'm coming to China."
"Let's meet up."
Ye Bing
Mo Beigang wanted to reply.
The door was pushed open.
She quickly lowered her hand and put it in her coat pocket, then pressed the power off button with her side hand.
Not only Feng Nai came in, but also Nailin who followed behind him.
Originally, he was just here to pester his brother, but he didn't expect it!
"Little brother, you're finally awake!" Nai Linyuan's eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand, and hugged Mo Bei's long legs: "If you don't wake up, my brother will destroy the kitchen. He insists on making porridge, but he is worried."
With a handsome face sideways, Feng Nai reached out and grabbed the little man's collar, pulling him away from Mo Bei's body, his tone still casual: "Stay away from your little brother, it's easy to contagion."
"Brother, not everyone is like you, like a sick cat." Nailin stretched out her hand again.
Feng Nai simply blocked the person, and said in a very calm voice, "Mobile phone."
In front of the capitalists, Nailin could only bow his head. His brother didn't know what kind of nerves he had, as if he didn't want him to hug his little brother.
"Hmph." Xiao Nailin stood there, seeming to have remembered something, ran away in a snap, and then ran back again in a blink of an eye, raising her hands: "Little brother, these are all from the school." Someone who likes you gave it to you, I took a look, and there is still milk in it."
Feng Nai originally thought that this bag of snacks should have been wiped out by Lin Keng Keng, a foodie.
Why do you still keep it
"Which sick person have you ever seen is suitable for eating these things?" Feng Nai said, robbed the bag of snacks, then turned his eyes and looked at Mo Beidao: "What do you want for dinner, I'll let someone do it .”
Just because Nailin couldn't hold Mo Bei's legs didn't mean that Mo Bei couldn't touch his head.
"No, I'll go back."
Nailin smiled and narrowed her eyes when she was touched, but when she heard these words, her ears began to droop: "Little brother, you just finished the infusion, and you might have a fever at night. Aunt Mo has already gone back. Who will take care of you at that time? I thought you could stay here, so I was forced to agree to my brother. I will wash the dishes today, so he will agree with you to take me to play two games. If my little brother leaves, no one will play with me gone."
"I'll go back and play games with you." Mo Bei still couldn't see the little man showing such an expression.
Nailin bit her lower lip, her delicate face was completely free of the indifference she had in the noble school: "It's different going back, little brother, don't go back, the house is deserted, only me and my brother are left, and he doesn't like it Eat with me, I will almost become an unwanted child."
Unwanted child? Mo Bei thought he was just talking casually, and was about to rub Nailin's head and told him, "Today is really not possible."
Over there leaning against her left ear, there was a low magnetic sound, as if the voice was deliberately suppressed to a low level, for fear that the villain would hear it, with a shallow breath: "The picture of my dad with other women outside , was photographed by a magazine, my mother wants to divorce my father, and even the contract has been drawn up. Come down and just be with him."
Nailin was listening nearby.
I really admire his brother.
In order to let the little brother stay, even this trick was used.
However, he has the same purpose as his brother.
That's a very positive cooperation.
"Father doesn't come home these days." Nailin continued to lower her head, and said in a low voice, "I saw my mother crying that day. Little brother, do you think they will get divorced?"
Mo Bei's heart softened when he saw him like that, let alone what he said: "No."
"But I'm afraid." The current Xiao Nailin is quite different from the person who had already decided to kick his father out in the morning, and she still sniffed there: "Little brother, you just stay and stay with me for a day , I’ve been suffering from insomnia recently, and I can’t sleep well even if I can’t eat well.”
Normally, when his brother acted like this, Feng Nai would have laughed at him long ago.
In order to match the atmosphere today, Feng Nai was extraordinarily silent.
Such silence made Mo Bei's heart stung, and he said in a light voice: "Yes, but I have to give me a guest room. Viral colds are easily contagious."
"No problem!" Xiao Nailin raised her face immediately, smiling like a flower.
No problem, Feng Nai, who originally wanted to trick someone into sleeping in the same room with him, casually glanced at his brother.
But forget it, the most important thing is to keep people overnight.
"Then let's go down and tell Auntie what to do for dinner."
"I want to eat hot-boiled mutton!" Xiao Nailin said with bright eyes, "It's the best time to eat hot-boiled mutton at home in such a cold day!"
Mo Bei looked at the little figure from behind: "Isn't it because I can't eat?"
"It's because of your appetite that you stayed." Feng Nai paused, and said: "Two days ago, he was full after licking his mouth, but as an older brother, I have nothing to do."
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(end of this chapter)