Standing outside the room, Han Muzi looks at the person lying inside through the transparent glass.

It's different from Meng Xueyou.

She had been put on the mental clothes of the hospital, and her body had been wiped clean, revealing her fair skin.

Just those white skin, there are many scars.

Scratches, burns, all kinds of

Although they were all scabby, these wounds were intricate, spread all over the neck and wrist, even on the face, and looked startled.

Han Mu Zi felt a breath, at this time, a hand gently covered her eyes.

"If you look scared, don't look."

It is the voice of night Mo Xuan, he stands behind her and gently opens his mouth.

Han Mu Zi is quiet for a moment, then pulls the hand of night Mo Xuan down, gently shakes his head.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little surprised that she was so badly hurt."

Night Mo Xuan probably learned some information from her words, micro frowning: "you have a bad relationship with her?"

Listen to words, Han Mu purple also don't answer, just a little smile, eyes looking at lie inside of Meng Xue you.

At this time, she fainted there, looking quiet, reminds her of a long time ago, when they were good sisters, they often slept together and lay together. Every time, she woke up earlier than Meng Xueyou.

Meng Xueyou is willful and always kicks the quilt when sleeping.

So every time Han Muzi wakes up every morning, she will cover the quilt for her.

was as like as two peas at the time.

Just like before.

In the past, she always came to Han Muzi with heavy and strong colors. Thinking about it, she felt a little pain in her chest and a little moist in her eyes.

"In the past, we had a good relationship. I saved her, so she relied on me very much. She always said that I was kind to her and would be good to me all my life. She also stood up and helped me a lot when I was very difficult. I thought We're going to be good sisters. At that time, it was even discussed that whoever got married first, the other party would be the bridesmaid first. I didn't think that later... "

It turned out that it was just a play.

She didn't know that Meng Xueyou was kind to her because she really appreciated her, so she became her good sister. Or, know her secret, want to use her to get more and close to her.

But no matter what reason it all comes from, the little things we get along with are still burning her chest like fire.

"You don't remember her, do you?" Han Mu Zi suddenly looked back at the night ink Xuan one eye, "you also know, maybe you can have a good look at her face, may also help you restore memory."

Originally night Mo Xuan didn't pay attention to the woman lying inside. After listening to Han Mu Zi's words, he looked at Meng Xue You's face.

At first, he thought there was nothing strange about this face.

He didn't have any impression either.

But after a while, several pictures came out of my mind.

And there is Han Muzi in these pictures, but It's not good.

The woman in the picture wears a pair of Pink Earrings, and he takes out a pair of similar earrings. After Han Muzi sees it, she is stimulated and breaks the Pink Earrings he sent out.

Never before has the picture been so clear.

But he hurt Han Muzi, night ink Xuan chest a dull pain, but he did not have time to experience the pain of the cone heart, the head and severe pain.

"Do you have an impression?"

Asked Han Mu Zi.

The night Mo Xuan takes back the vision, the vision falls on Han Mu Zi's face again, in front of her looking at her own vision extremely worry and concern, then gradually and just remember that painful face overlap together.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he only used a pair of deep black eyes to look at himself. Han Muzi was a little scared. She didn't think so much just now. She just let yemoxuan see Meng Xueyou.

After all, they all came here, and Meng Xueyou should have left a lot of memories in their lives before. Maybe it's helpful for him to have a look?

I didn't expect his reaction to be so big.

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi grabbed his hand anxiously: "are you ok? Do you remember something? "

Xiao Su also realizes that something is wrong, and goes forward to help Han Muzi help ye Moxuan.

"Yeshao, are you ok? Why don't we go out first? "

Han Mu Zi also nodded: "OK, go out first."

As a result, she just wanted to take a step, the hand was night ink Xuan anti buckle, "I'm ok."

"Nothing?" Han Mu Zi's heart didn't come down, because night Mo Xuan's face and appearance didn't look like nothing. She looked into his dark eyes: "do you think of something?"

How exciting is Meng Xueyou?Is it because she has done too much?

Don't know why, Han Mu purple suddenly feel a little bad taste in the heart.

Of course, she knows that yemoxuan has only herself in her heart, but yemoxuan's reaction is so strong after she meets Meng Xueyou that she is still a little weak.

She knew exactly where the trouble came from.

But at this time, of course, she has no energy to care.

"Think of some." The night Mo Xuan sinks a voice, grasped her hand to use some strength, eyebrow always tightly Cu, looking at her eyes seem very painful.

Looking at him like this, there was a sweat on his forehead, but there was no other extreme reaction, and he could even tell her that he thought of something.

It seems that He really remembered something.

"You Do you think of some bad memories? " Asked Han Mu Zi.

The night Mo Xuan stopped for a moment and nodded.

Han Mu Zi suddenly couldn't speak. She took a deep breath and looked around. She found that there was a bench not far away. So she turned around and said, "let's go over there and sit down first."

Night Mo Xuan thought for a moment, then nodded: "good."

Think of those things, night ink Xuan headache gradually fade, his breath gloomy to accompany Han Muzi forward.

After sitting down, the medical staff of the mental hospital probably saw this scene and asked curiously, "are you ok? Is there anything I can do for you? "

Xiao Su quickly replied: "no, thank you."

After that, I wiped a cold sweat. They are all normal people. Where do I need the help of the staff of the mental hospital?

After sitting down, Han Mu Zi takes out a paper towel from his bag and wipes the thin sweat on his forehead for ye Mo Xuan. Then he wipes both sides of his nose, but his hand is caught by Ye Mo Xuan.

"Don't be angry," he said suddenly

Han Mu Zi paused for a moment, "eh?"

The thin lips of the night Mo Xuan moved and vomited a word after a while.

"I have nothing to do with her."