Nan Xixuan thought curiously, and everything on the other end of the phone was quiet.
"..." Huang Xiaojue rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. This girl is very cute, but no matter how cute the girl is, she is not as good as the real An Ran...
He couldn't be sure that she was Ran'er, so he couldn't fall in love with Mo Xiaoran. His heart was reserved for Ran'er...
"Is she cheating on you? Let her do whatever she wants."
After a while, a voice came from the other end of the phone. His tone was very calm, so calm that Nan Xixuan found it incredible.
"Jue, you really disappoint me!" Nan Xixuan held a moment of silence for Huang Xiaojue, and for Mo Xiaoran, "Jue, let me tell you, the man who robbed Mo Xiaoran was..."
But Louis!
"Dudududu..."
Before the words "Louis" came out of my mouth, there was a busy signal on the other end of the phone.
"hateful!"
Nan Xixuan hung up the phone angrily, how could he have a buddy like Huang Xiaojue? He has no brains at all! He obviously likes Mo Xiaoran a little bit, but he still looks cold and cold.
Forget it, Huang Xiaojue is still very bad-tempered and hangs up the phone without listening to what he has to say. If he regrets it then, don't come to see him Nan Xixuan! He has already informed the news in a very righteous manner!
After hanging up the phone, Huang Xiaojue became restless. A strong force forced him to go to school, but he had to resist this strong thought.
Opening the photo album on his phone, he skillfully found a photo that he had seen countless times. In the photo, a little girl about eight years old was sitting among a cluster of flowers. She wore a white skirt with a snow-white bow on her head, and her flowing hair.
Black hair, innocent and sweet smile...
Everything about her... makes people fall in love with her irresistibly just by taking one look at her.
That's his nature...
If we talk about looks, Mo Xiaoran looks a bit similar to her...
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"Louis, are you listening to the class?!"
Mo Xiaoran couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table, stood up proudly, and stared angrily.
Enough is enough! Louis insisted on sitting at the same table as her, so class time became the time for him to torture her...
"Have I not been listening to the lecture? Why are you so excited?" Louis looked at her innocently, his blue eyes sparkling invisibly.
"Is there anyone else who listens to a class like you?" He squeezed hard against her throughout the class and kept leaning on her with his legs, so she had to keep moving aside. In the end, she only had the last corner of the table left.
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God! Send a devil quickly to catch this idiot! Amen!
While Mo Xiaoran prayed silently in her heart, she stared at Lewis with contempt. That was really not pious...
"Then tell me, why did I miss the class?"
"You..." Mo Xiaoran couldn't say a word. She couldn't say in front of so many people in the class that Louis was rubbing her in class, right? Ah... in that case, her reputation would be completely ruined...
"Say it!"
"No...it's nothing..." Mo Xiaoran lowered her head in frustration, she was so incompetent...
"Mo Xiaoran, it's too much for you to interrupt the class for no reason! Go out and reflect on it!" The Chinese teacher on the podium looked angry, so Mo Xiaoran was once again gloriously beaten by the teacher in front of everyone.
"Please" leave the classroom.
Hum, just go out when you go out...
Mo Xiaoran felt that she was a bad student, and now she actually felt that she wanted to be kicked out of the classroom by the teacher. She really couldn't stay in that classroom for a moment!
It was boring to leave the classroom, so Mo Xiaoran made a bold decision... She was going to skip class!
*****
After leaving the gate of Tianxi College, Mo Xiaoran walked quickly home. Her little heart was beating fast. This was the first time she skipped class for such a long time...
Forget it, indulge yourself just once. You're already out of school anyway, so there's no reason to go back.
She hadn't been home for a few days, and Mo Xiaoran wanted to go back to her small, shabby home to take a look.
Although it was a lonely and deserted home where she was the only one, it was also the place where she grew up. After not going back for a few days, she would inevitably miss home...
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Nanting Street, a civilian residential area in this city, exudes the busy but happy life of ordinary people everywhere.
Mo Xiaoran lives at the end of this street, in a small bungalow, which is her home for many years.
Taking out the key, Mo Xiaoran gently turned the door lock and opened the door. A faint fragrance rushed into the tip of her nose...
She raised some flowers at home, and she liked to make the house full of warmth. Even if the appearance of this small bungalow was so bad, she could make it beautiful and warm inside. This would make her feel safe.
However, as soon as she entered the house, she felt a gust of cold wind rushing past her back. The cold sense of danger made her flinch. Just as she was about to turn her head, she felt a pain in her neck, and then her vision went dark and she lost consciousness...
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A tall, thin, dark-faced man with tattoos on his arms counted the money in his hand, "Boss, I searched all over this shabby house, but I didn't find much money." The few dozen dollars were still there.
It's not enough for him to eat a meal.
"What a pauper."
The stout man snorted disdainfully, "Just sell this girl. She looks good and should be worth a little money."
As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Xiaoran, who was sleeping in the corner. His petite body was tightly tied with hemp rope, and his small mouth was stuffed with a piece of white cloth.
"Boss, stop joking, who would eat such a green fruit?"
"Young fruits can be cultivated into mature ones." The man said nonchalantly and roughly picked up Mo Xiaoran on the ground, "Mo Xiaoran, I'm so sorry. Don't blame us when you wake up.
It's strange, just blame your father who doesn't pay back his debts...Who made you unlucky enough to meet such a father?"
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