Chapter 772 Returning from the Death, Scattered Flowers (56)

He walked over to comfort the little girl, but the little girl was really scared and cried and didn't say anything.

Wen Xien had no choice but to turn his head to look at Miao Hua, and asked with a serious face: "Did you bully Lingling?"

Miao Hua stared at her silently, and a surging curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a bit of yin and sea color.

Seeing this, Wen Xien's heart thumped, and she realized something was wrong with the child at this time.

"Little Flower?"

Wen Xien called out again.

Miao Hua blinked slightly, and he lowered his head slightly, "I don't."

Wen Xien knew the child, and of course he knew that he would not bully people. Just ask, Lingling was still crying. Wen Xien took out two candies from her sleeve and gave them to her, and stopped crying.

Lingling sobbed and went to get the candy in Wen Xien's palm. Before she could touch it, someone else pulled it to the side. She turned around and saw the person's face clearly, and she felt extremely guilty in an instant.

"mother……"

The woman pulled Lingling back several steps, as if Wen Xien was a virus, and she put down her harsh words to Lingling.

"Wait until I go back and get rid of you."

The woman glanced at Wen Xien, cursed in her mouth, and left with great momentum.

Wen Xien, who was still squatting on the ground, paused for a while, and said nothing, and pulled Miao Hua in.

Miao Hua turned his head and looked at the departing woman. He had just heard the curse in the woman's mouth clearly.

"A beast thing that is not human."

Wen Xien was preparing to cook, and the child who had been silent and a little weird suddenly spoke: "Why do they scold you?"

After a meal of cutting vegetables, Wen Xien's eyes were gentle: "Don't worry about them."

Miao Hua looked up at Wen Xien with serious dark eyes: "But I feel uncomfortable listening."

It pierced into his heart like a thorn. It didn't hurt much, but it was unacceptable.

He didn't believe any of the strong offenders Lingling said. He knew very well who Wen Xien must have framed her!

A layer of dark mist rose in Miao Hua's eyes. If he knew who it was, he would have to pay the price!

But as the protagonist, Wen Xien was very calm, as if she was scolded and rejected, and she seemed to have nothing to care about.

Wen Xien looked at him, his eyes as light as dew: "It feels uncomfortable to listen, don't listen. We are not afraid of being slanted by the shadows, I am not afraid, and Xiaohua is not afraid."

Miao Hua didn't understand, and his eyes felt a little uncomfortable: "I don't like them, I don't like them."

Just as Wen Xien said, you are not afraid of being slanted by the shadows, but how many people are drowned by spit? Wen Xien's step by step concession will only encourage their abuse.

Who can say that this saying is being insulted every day?

Thinking of this, Miao Hua thought of himself again, why didn’t he?

In fact, he was just like this villager, ignorant and ignorant. It was enough for him to think about Wen Xien, but he didn't, and he couldn't even bear to put in a little energy.

What he did was even more than these villagers.

Where is Wen Xien?

What did Wen Xien think?

Is it hatred or resentment?

When Miao Hua said childishly, Wen Xien's eyes showed a shallow smile. Her hands were wet, so she rubbed her arms against the child's head.

"If you don't like it, don't like it, so stay at home from now on."

The child seemed to be very sad. He stood beside him and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Do you have...an annoying people?"

Wen Xien was stunned. She didn't expect the child to ask this question. She originally wanted to make some jokes, but she didn't expect that when she lowered her head, she met the child's quiet and empty eyes, like a deep sea without any bottom, dark.

He was looking forward to her answer.

Wen Xien saw this sentence in his eyes.

"Or... do you have someone you hate?"

This made Wen Xien start to think deeply. She actually felt that hating someone was very tired. When will the revenge be repaid? It is already very tired to love someone, and it has used all the strength of her body. If she hated someone again, it would be so tiring.

Wen Xien lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "No."

Miao Hua didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or took a breath.

In fact, what he must say is that he hopes that Wen Xien can hate him a little more, not one saying: love is deep and hatred is intense.

But Wen Xien didn't. Her indifference and terribleness made Miao Hua feel nervous.

Holding his palm tightly, Miao Hua asked a question hidden in his heart.

"Then do you... have someone who pleases you?"

Looking at the child's extremely nervous and expectant look, Wen Xien couldn't help but chuckled, "Do you know what kind of heart joy is?"

It’s not that Wen Xien looked down on children, but a five-year-old child who could not understand so much emotion no matter how precocious he was.

Put the cut vegetables into the bowl, and when Wen Xien cleaned it, she wiped it with a dry towel, and she touched the child's head.

"You are still young, and you don't understand if you say it."

Miao Hua was particularly eager to know the answer. He didn't even care about Wen Xien treating him like a child, but just kept pestering Wen Xien, extremely urgent.

Wen Xien was annoyed, so she covered the lid onto the pot and then squatted in front of the child.

"Do you really want to know?"

Miao Hua nodded vigorously, and his two little hands tightly grasped Wen Xien's clothes, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

Wen Xien sighed, his eyes very gentle, like cold moonlight projecting into the river, nothingness and ethereality, and the dream shattered as soon as he touched it.

She told the five-year-old child that had been hidden in her heart.

"When I was young, I had a person I liked very much. I knew I was not worthy of it, but I still had extravagant hopes. Later, I ended up like this and I was asking for trouble."

Miao Hua's heart trembled, his throat seemed to be blocked, his heart seemed to be hollowed out, and his teeth clattered.

He tried his best to calm himself down, but his slightly trembling voice betrayed him.

"What's the name of the person you like?"

Maybe he knew that the other party was just a five-year-old child, and Wen Xien didn't hide it. Anyway, no one in the mortal world knew that person.

But she said the person's name.

"His name is Miao Hua, and he is an unparalleled person. I respect him very much and... like him very much."

He couldn't bear the control of his trembling, his whole body seemed to be cold, and he said hoarsely: "What about now?"

Miao Hua's first reaction was not to be ecstatic, but to be extremely frightened. He was afraid that he was also afraid that Wen Xien would not like him now, and to be afraid that Wen Xien would forget him, and that neither of them would work!

He doesn't allow it!

He is still looking forward to Wen Xien's love for him.

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(End of this chapter)
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