"When the time comes, I will have my own arrangements, so you don't have to worry." Mo Siyu said calmly.
After hearing this, the three guys felt relieved.
That being said, the landlady will still accommodate them, as long as they have a place to settle them!
The three of them are all people with no opinions. Once they are not given the decision, they will be in chaos. They don't even know how to survive. They are born to be servants!
The three guys continued to pick up the pieces.
Mo Siyu handed something to Fenghua.
It’s a triangle-shaped peace charm!
When Fenghua saw the thing in her hand, he frowned and touched his chest, "Why is this thing here with you?"
She pursed her lips and said, "Next time, don't lose things given by others."
"I'm sorry." Fenghua took the peace talisman in her hand. She couldn't remember when she lost the peace talisman. Speaking of which, she also felt guilty. She lost the jade pendant that Yelujun gave her last time.
Lost.
This time she lost the peace charm she gave her again.
She is really not a person who knows how to take care of things.
Thinking of the jade pendant Yelujun gave him last time, Fenghua felt sad again.
If only he could get that jade pendant back, he would be very happy.
But this place is so far away from the inn last time. I don’t know when I lost it and how I can find it back.
She held the peace charm in her hand and made sure not to lose the things given by others.
"Is he okay?" Mo Siyu noticed the sadness on his face and asked softly.
Fenghua glanced at her and shook his head, "I just woke up and fell asleep again."
Mo Siyu sighed and patted her shoulder: "Don't be too sad. My condolences! A person's life will always end one day, it just happens a little earlier or a little later."
Fenghua didn't speak, just pursed his lips and looked at the peace charm in his hand.
"He probably won't last long. Spend more time with him." Mo Siyu said the last sentence and passed her.
Not far away, Han Qing looked steadily at Fenghua, with those eagle-like eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
Guo Jing noticed it, glared at him, and warned in a low voice: "You pervert, why are you staring at my gang leader again! Don't think so wildly, my gang leader can't bear to be insulted by you!"
"None of your business?" Han Qingjue glanced at him and continued to "insult" Fenghua with his eyes.
"You bastard -" Guo Jing was so angry that he wanted to approach him, but because the gang leader was present, how could he dare to do it?
I can only let him insult me...
Returning to the room again, Fenghua stood beside the bed, looking at the face that was getting paler and paler, and her heart sank.
Is it really hopeless?
Outside the door, a slightly familiar voice shouted: "Xiaoer! Xiaoer——"
"Hey, here we come!" Ah Fu's voice came from downstairs, followed by the sound of the stairs and the thump of footsteps: "What are your orders for this guest?"
"Pour me a pot of tea, and..."
Fenghua frowned when he heard the voice. Why is this voice so familiar?
She walked over slowly, opened the door, turned around and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat talking to Ah Fu.
The bamboo hat on his head was covered by a layer of white gauze, so she couldn't see his face clearly and was wondering.
The man in a bamboo hat seemed to notice someone looking at him and looked up - he was stunned!
"Fenghua?" The familiar voice rang again, but this time it was her name?