Just confronted with my elder brother's clear eyes.
Mo Luan gave a light cough and lifted his phone, "Friend's phone."
Mo Qianxin: "No need to explain, you have your own sex."
This sentence is a bit of a point.
Mo Luan smiled, "Okay."
Sure enough, my eldest brother’s next sentence was: "You are still young, and you can make friends, but you can’t be defensive and unpredictable."
"……Oh."
Mansion
The light in the room was warm and soft, and the person sitting on the bed was wearing a light-colored nightgown.
Ice muscle and jade bone, elegant and elegant like a lotus.
Xunhou held the mobile phone in his hand, and chewed slowly on the molesting that the girl had changed temporarily before hanging up the phone.
His eldest brother should pay attention to being around, but—
Suddenly, his head hurt violently.
Since Ah Fu became ill, he has been hiding in his body without any reaction.
Xunhou couldn't feel his existence at all, as if he had disappeared.
But the reaction of the body told him.
Ah Fu did not disappear, but the depression became more serious.
Therefore, from time to time, the headache and anxiety are worse than before.
Xunhou's breathing was weak and heavy.
The unbearable anxiety and headache made him grasp the quilt tightly.
The joints were white, and the phalanx almost pierced the skin.
The pain this time was more violent than any other time.
After a long time, the pain dissipated a little when Xunhou thought he was going to be unable to survive.
Dense beads of sweat ooze from his white forehead.
The tight nerves slowly eased.
Xunhou leaned back on the pillow, rubbing his forehead with his green fingers.
If this happens several times, it will affect the nerves of the brain...
This body is already broken.
The condition continues to deteriorate-the only way is to find a psychologist.
The four words "psychiatrist" are eager and disgusting existence for the three of them.
Even suppressive drugs are hardly taken.
Because if you want to live, you have to do the opposite.
Sweaty and sticky feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Xunhou got up and the wheelchair was in front of the bed.
He moved onto the wheelchair with the edge of the bed and went to the bathroom.
The curtains in the bedroom were not fully closed, and the night outside was like ink, dark and oppressive, and suffocating.
Xunhou's warm eyes deepened, and his expression was a bit heavy.
Although Ah Fu is depressed and disgusted, he has not experienced such a serious illness for several years.
In the past, he would hide in situations that made him uncomfortable.
Let A Jie or him come out to fight.
And now... Is that girl able to influence him to such a degree?
He could understand what A Jie said.
But Ah Fu, he has no memories of his childhood at all.
Just because of this period of time, I have been together a few times-
Xunhou suddenly laughed at himself, without any doubt.
That girl-no one can look away from her anymore.
The next day Mo Luan accompanied the little girl to buy review materials.
Then he hired a caregiver to help take care of her mother.
After arranging everything, the two set off.
When I was in Baili City, the sky was already full of sunset clouds and the street lights were dim.
Mo Qianxin always cooks at home.
When he is busy, he works part-time.
In the past two days, they drove the car all the way, and the aunt also got off work.
So Mo Qianhong ordered a meal in the restaurant.
On Mo Luan's side, the car drove directly to the restaurant.
Mo Qianhong arrived first.
Seeing him, Mo Luan frowned, and her clear phoenix eyes scanned him up and down.
He narrowed his eyes, "Second brother, what happened?"