Chapter 42 You gave me hope and blocked my light (41)

The young man's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he glanced at the young man in a particularly cold manner. His voice was light and hoarse, "Jiang Chun, enough."

The boy's face was flushed, his eyes were chaotic, but he also had a fantasy madness, just like a demon released from midnight.

"Brother, don't cry for others, I'll be unhappy."

This is not like what a younger brother should say to his brother. He is too rude. In fact, Wen Xien has become a little used to it and has become tired of it.

From childhood to adulthood, she has met too many perverts, so Wen Xien is not afraid, because her fear will only make those people more excited.

But she couldn't express it, otherwise Jiang Chun would be like a lunatic, crying and making trouble, and the whole family would be in peace.

Wen Xien pursed his pale lips and looked cold.

"Speak!"

The boy had not received a response for a long time, and his emotions began to lose control. A hint of gloom appeared on his delicate and white face, and his tone became stronger: "Wen Xien, answer me!"

He did not call his brother again, but called his full name, indicating that the boy was already angry.

In Jiang Chun's heart, he thought he liked Wen Xien, at least now...

But that kind of love is like a child who likes a beloved toy.

It's a toy that suits your heart.

It made him gradually become a little unwilling to let go.

Eat the marrow and know the taste.

He is a person who is so fond of the new and old. For example, when he finds it interesting, he will act foolish and act spoiled. When he finds it boring, he will abandon it as if it is worn out.

Wen Xien didn't want to make trouble with him, so he sighed in compromise, and his eyebrows and eyes softened: "Brother, can you listen to yours?"

Jiang Chun finally laughed, and the dimples were soft and sweet, "Brother is so nice, I like my brother the most."

Wen Xien was slightly tolerant of Jiang Chun's increasingly mentally ill behavior, which made Jiang Chun become more and more eager, and his greed would never be satisfied.

So Jiang Chun shamelessly proposed to sleep in her room.

Wen Xien: “…”

This is typical for giving some sunshine and he will be brilliant.

Wen Xien directly pushed the person out.

The boy pierced the door, "Brother, I'm afraid of sleeping alone, I'm afraid of ghosts."

Of course, Wen Xien didn't believe Jiang Chun's nonsense, but he also coaxed the boy back to his room with a good temper.

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In the morning, Wen Xien asked the class teacher for leave and said he was feeling uncomfortable, and the class teacher also readily approved the leave.

She took a taxi to the hospital, bought some fruits and a bouquet of lilies nearby, and stood at the door of the ward and knocked on the door.

Mu's mother opened the door, looked at the young man in surprise, and took the things from Wen Xien with a smile, "Did classmate Wen come so early? Aye just woke up, come in quickly and come in quickly."

Wen Xien thanked her and followed Mu Mu in.

The boy on the hospital bed was watching TV and looked over when he heard the noise.

The young man with pale skin and gentle eyebrows walked quickly to the bed, smiling like a spring breeze, and his pure and clean eyes were filled with emotions that Muye couldn't understand.

"Brother Mu, I'm here to see you. Does it still hurt?" Qingrun's voice was more ethereal and gentle than the wind blowing off the cherry blossoms.

Muye stared at her for a long time, and only smiled until he was uncomfortable when he stared at the young man. His face was still a little pale, and his eyes were not as hot and paranoid as before, but without any turmoil, and his smile was a little indifferent.

The boy hesitated and said: "Who are you...?"

?          ?Haha, you have guessed this bloody game

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!