Chu Zheng rubbed his nose. What is the situation?

When did he begin to be treated like a woman?

What else are you going to do? Is it to go to find Vernon Xiang to fight alone?

There was a traffic jam on the road. Su Mohan's face was so heavy that he ran several red lights all the way and finally arrived at the Sixth People's hospital half an hour later.

After parking the car, he went straight to the hospital. Sure enough, from a distance, he saw a white dress Ye Fei sitting on a step, her eyes swollen like two peaches, helpless.

Ye Fei is staring at the withering flowers. She doesn't know why there are so many things in the world that are not what she imagined. Her father who loved her didn't love her, and her good stepmother was not. She thought that her grandfather had not abandoned her. Many things were not what you saw, and there were many things that were not That's what you think.

At the thought of her grandfather lying in bed and her estranged uncle, ye Fei can't help weeping. The remorse and guilt make her want to slap herself hard, but even so, it still can't reduce her sense of guilt.

Suddenly, a pair of black shoes suddenly stopped in front of her. Ye Fei looked up along the shoes. The sun was a little dazzling, blurring her vision, and she couldn't see the face clearly.

"Get up."

Even if it is not clear, but listen to that overbearing low voice, ye Fei is still very easy to distinguish who is coming: "Su Shao."

"Stand up." Looking at the tear marks on her small face, Su Mo Han's tone slightly eased a few minutes, and repeated it again.

Ye Fei nodded and wiped her tears. She stood up from the steps. Then she did not wait for him to open her mouth. She threw herself into his arms: "Su Shao, I feel sad."

Su Mohan was a little stiff at first. When he realized her Softness, he relaxed his body, protected her in his arms, patted her back constantly, and comforted her soundlessly.

Ye Fei put her small head on Su Mohan's shoulder, drooping her eyes and thinking nothing. She just wanted time to stay at this moment, hoping that someone could accompany her and rely on her like this.

More than ten minutes later, Su Mo said in a deep voice: "someone bullied you?"

"No Ye Fei sniffed and stopped making a sound. She only felt that his arms were really warm, and the clear fragrance was really good. She couldn't help but be attached to her.

Su Mo Han stood still, letting Ye Fei wipe his nose and tears on his expensive coat. He didn't know what would make her cry like this, but he knew that watching her cry, his heart would hurt.

Until half an hour later, ye Fei raised her head and looked at Su Mo Han wrongly. The tears in her eyes kept turning: "my feet hurt."

Su Mohan looked down and saw that she was wearing a pair of light pink high-heeled shoes. The heel was not too high, but it was very thin. No wonder her feet hurt. She bent slightly and held her up.

"Ah --" Ye Fei exclaimed, but immediately noticed that many people's eyes were looking at her. She quickly stopped and leaned against Su Mohan's chest and buried her head.

Aware of her small movements, Su Mo Han mouth hook up a tiny arc, directly holding her on the car.

Ye Fei looked at the man sitting in the driver's seat. She was a little distracted. After a long time, she said softly, "thank you, Su Shao."