Chapter 731 Returning from the Death, Scattered Flowers (14)

Wen Xien was overestimating his abilities and wanted to help, but later he found that there was no need at all. A man could easily lift it up and his steps were steady.

Guo Zhenfei's appearance is really intimidating. There is a scar on the corner of his eyes, which is neither long nor obvious, but it makes his originally upright and handsome face look fierce and terrifying. His eyebrows and eyes are too sharp, making people feel scared when they look at it at one more time.

At this moment, his eyelashes trembled, staring at Wen Xien's at a loss, and there seemed to be some unknown emotion in his eyes.

He knew that Wen Xien's legs were inconvenient, so he slowed down deliberately. The two of them walked side by side. Wen Xien would occasionally turn around and say a few words to the man, and the man would respond proactively.

When he got home, Wen Xien went to pour hot water, and there was no tall figure in the room.

Only the pomegranates placed on the table were left. When Wen Xien lifted the cloth, he found that most of the pomegranates were here. I'm afraid Guo Zhenfei took them away and didn't even have ten. After such a lot of effort and busy for a day, all the results were given to her. In addition to being grateful, Wen Xien also had a warm feeling.

Miao Hua was always quiet. He looked at Wen Xien and smiled at the pomegranate on the table for a while, and then put it in a pretty way. His gaze fell on the corner of Wen Xien's mouth, which was always raised without any slightest, and his fingers hanging from his side were clenched tightly.

The child was always quiet, so Wen Xien didn't notice anything wrong.

But when I saw the child standing alone, I couldn't help but pinch the child's face, which made the child's face a little deformed, funny and cute.

"Xiaohua is so good today."

That elegant and beautiful face, black eyes, like the lake water on a spring night, looking at him, as if he sighed.

"You don't have to be too obedient."

Wen Xien's care and gentleness made Miao Hua's heart feel like it was suddenly penetrated by a sword made of ice.

Wen Xien's hand did not pinch his face anymore, but instead touched it, "Xiao Hua can be more willful in front of me."

This time, Miao Hua forgot to dodge and froze there without moving, along with his breathing and heartbeat.

At night, the child did not get into her bedding like a scoundrel, but instead slept back to his original position, with his back facing Wen Xien, and his small back showed a bit of loneliness.

Although the child said nothing, Wen Xien felt that the child was unhappy. The child's thoughts were always the hardest to guess, and Wen Xien didn't ask much.

But in the middle of the night, I tucked the quilt for the child, and in the extremely quiet room, someone sighed softly.

Before dawn, Wen Xien opened her eyes. She subconsciously went to see the location next to her, and there was no one.

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Guo Zhenfei's rest time is very regular and others are also very diligent. He gets up early before dawn, then washes, washes clothes, and prepares breakfast. His appetite is larger than that of ordinary people. In the morning, he has to eat four steamed buns, three buns, and a large bowl of porridge, and he has only been full of seven or eight cents.

After finishing the meal quickly, Guo Zhenfei packed up his things and prepared to go up the mountain to catch prey. As soon as he packed up his things, he saw Wen Xien rushing over.

Wen Xien's legs were inconvenient, she could hardly walk fast, but now she limped and almost ran over.

Seeing the figure from afar, Guo Zhenfei hurriedly ran over to support Wen Xien. Seeing Wen Xien's face turned pale with anxiety, he asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong."

"The little flower is gone..."

Wen Xien's voice trembled.

Guo Zhenfei was stunned, his tight jaw, and his heart suddenly fell down. He thought something had happened to Wen Xien, but it turned out to be that child...

The man's eyes were slightly dark, and a little bit of secret joy rose. He had originally hated that child, so it would be better if he left. Isn't it all the same thing?

But on the surface, the man still pretended to be anxious as if he was hypocritical. He comforted him: "Yeah, don't be anxious first, can you explain it to me clearly?"

Wen Xien had been so anxious that she was just a cripple who was not easy to walk. After searching around the room, she found that there were no children. She subconsciously came to seek Guo Zhenfei's help.

"Me, as soon as I woke up in the morning, Xiaohua disappeared, and I couldn't find it anywhere..." Wen Xien grabbed the man's fingers holding her arm at a loss, frowned tightly.

Guo Zhenfei asked hesitantly: "Can he leave by himself?"

Wen Xien was stunned, her whole body felt as if she had been drained from strength, and fortunately the man quickly supported her.

Guo Zhenfei could feel the slight trembling of the person in his arms. She looked particularly weak and beautiful under Guo Zhenfei's tall and strong body. Her wandering appearance could almost make everyone feel soft. Her voice was rustling, and Guo Zhenfei almost heard a fragile tremor, "...what do? Xiaohua is so small and the weather is so cold... he will be frozen to death."

Guo Zhenfei hugged his hands empty-handedly around his slender waist, as if he had wrapped her in his arms. He lowered his head slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "But this is what a child means, he wants to leave himself, and we can't stop it."

The slender and thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Wen Xien's beautiful face was as pale as snow, like a beautiful swan caught, as if it would break with a slight touch.

It is indeed as Guo Zhenfei said, the child was going to leave by himself. When he left, he didn't take anything, the bedding and quilts were folded neatly, without a trace of popularity, as if no one had ever lie down from beginning to end.

But the child is still so young, and he has no way to survive in the cold winter of the walnut day and the cold winter.

Guo Zhenfei raised one hand to tidy up Wen Xien's slightly messy collar. He was expressionless and calm at this moment. God knew that his heart seemed to be about to pop out of his throat. He finally asked, "So, don't worry about him, okay?"

Wen Xien lowered her head and was silent. After a while, she took a step back and raised her head again, with the smile on her face a little far-fetched.

"Brother Guo, I'm disturbing you."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Guo Zhenfei chased after him without thinking. He asked, "Yeah, where are you going?"

Wen Xien didn't even look back, "I'm going to find him."

Guo Zhenfei frowned, and he pulled Wen Xien's arm, "Your leg is still injured, and the child left by himself. Even if you find him, he may not go back with you. Why bother?"

Seeing Wen Xien's drooping eyelashes silently, Guo Zhenfei continued: "This matter cannot be forced. Yes, let him go if he leaves."

Wen Xien was slightly stunned, holding Qingquan's eyes, moved slightly as if at a loss, pursed his lips and whispered: "Is it because I was not good to him?"

Guo Zhenfei hurriedly said, "You are good enough to him, and you are better to him than to yourself."

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(End of this chapter)
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