Chapter 395

When entering the unit door, Nanzhi firmly closes it.

The thin back clings to the cold hard door frame.

Long eyelashes quiver like the wings of a wounded butterfly.

There was a blush in the eyes, the fingers were clenched into fists and put them on the mouth, trying to control their emotions.

She is really tired of such entanglement.

Finally let her heart cool down, but let her give birth to a kind of illusion that he doesn't care about her.

Her chest and mouth heaved so much that she closed her eyes.

When she opened it again, her mood calmed down.

Can't be deluded any more.

She didn't want to experience the feeling of being abandoned, hurt and cheated again and again.

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Mushan stood outside the unit door. His face was stained with scarlet blood. His thin jaw fell to his shirt. His handsome and rebellious face was very pale.

He was indifferent, as if he could not feel a trace of pain and discomfort.

The dark and deep fundus of the eye was stained with scarlet.

The grumpy factors in the body are ready to move.

He made a fist and thumped on the wall beside the door.

He stood in the doorway dispirited and depressed, motionless, like a sculpture that had been fixed. However, the bright red on his forehead was too shocking.

When he came out of the hospital, Xueer followed him by taxi.

She was as thin as a bone standing in the dim light, watching the wound on musihan's forehead hit by Nanzhi, her heart hurt as if it were cracked.

Her legs wanted to come forward, but she knew that he would not want to see her at this time.

From childhood, she had never seen him care so much about women other than his family.

Although he is extremely arrogant, he is indifferent and ascetic to anyone.

He is handsome. When he is rich or has no money, the girls who like him are all forward and backward. But he will never rely on his own conditions, and women to warm up or play with women.

His private life is cleaner than anyone else.

She had never seen him flirt with any woman. She thought he had high IQ and low EQ and would not do that.

It turned out that he would not, but in the face of women he did not like, he did not disdain and would not.

In fact, no one knows that he has a soft and sensitive heart under his wild appearance.

Xueer looks at the blood on his face, and her heart clenches.

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Click and wipe.

Nobody noticed that in the dark corner, someone had just shot this scene into the camera.

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Mu house.

The old lady was sitting on the sofa, embroidering with old glasses. Her throat was uncomfortable. She coughed. She coughed up blood on her handkerchief.

I'm afraid I can't live for a year as my health is getting worse.

After Xueer left the community where Nanzhi lived, she didn't go to the manor, but to the Mu house. She sat quietly beside the old lady and watched her embroider.

The flowers embroidered by the old lady are unique, beautiful and vivid.

"Old lady, someone just sent this here." The servant handed an envelope to the old lady.

The old lady put down her needle and thread, pushed down her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and took the envelope.

The old lady opened the envelope and saw the photos inside, the turbid eyes, flashing a sharp light.

Three photos.

The first picture of Nanzhi bumps into Musi's forehead.

The second one was full of red blood.

The third one is that mushihan beats hard on the wall and hurts the back of his hand.

"This wench, knowing that Si Han has been hurt, is still hitting him hard?" The old lady had already regarded mushihan as her own grandson. Seeing his face full of blood, she was very distressed.

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