Finally, Mo Xiaoran brought his book and quietly went downstairs.
I wanted to leave like this and not attract their attention, but they were all sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a large blue and white hospital gown, with a pale face, but full of a happy smile, and two little hands
Holding Huang Xiaojue's arm tightly, his head leaned on his shoulder as if he was acting coquettishly. The two seemed to be watching a love movie.
Mo Xiaoran sighed lightly and walked gently from behind them. Unexpectedly, An Ran turned his head and unexpectedly saw Mo Xiaoran. She was very surprised, "Xiaoran? Did you go to class so early? Breakfast
Not ready yet.”
Mo Xiaoran's eyes darkened, and she felt a little angry. What does it mean that breakfast is not ready? An Ran means that she must prepare breakfast before she can leave?
Mo Xiaoran did not look back at her, and hugged the schoolbag in her hand and walked out quickly.
"Mo Xiaoran!"
A cold order suddenly came from behind.
Mo Xiaoran stopped and looked at them slightly, "I'm going to move out... I won't disturb your sweet little life anymore. Huang Xiaojue, I didn't take away what you gave me..."
It's ironic, as if laughing at myself...
"Move away?" Huang Xiaojue frowned, feeling uneasy for no reason, "Where are you moving?"
"Go back to my own house." Go back to her cold little bungalow...
Even if she doesn’t have the warmth of family, she can still be happy even if she is lonely.
After all, haven’t she been here happily for so many years?
"No!"
Huang Xiaojue blurted out, his tone suddenly raised a few points, and he didn't even notice it himself. After hearing Mo Xiaoran's decision, he felt inexplicably panic.
"..." Mo Xiaoran gritted her teeth and endured the grievance in her heart, "Why?"
Huang Xiaojue's brows frowned deeper, and the temperature in the entire living room seemed to have dropped due to him, "...No reason!"
Mo Xiaoran's black eyes were instantly filled with water vapor. Her hands tightly grasped the bag belt and stood there motionless.
The entire living room suddenly fell into a deadlock.
It seemed that it had been quiet for a long time. Mo Xiaoran lowered her head, sniffed, held back her tears, and left silently with the bag in her arms.
"Mo Xiaoran! Stop!" Huang Xiaojue's heart tightened. Did this girl not listen to him?
Damn it!
He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. If there wasn't An Ran beside him, he would have rushed over and brought her back!
He absolutely won't allow her to leave him!
Mo Xiaoran listened numbly to the domineering orders behind her, and her pace gradually accelerated. Finally, she almost ran...
In her fragile little heart, there was a small voice calling, hoping that Huang Xiaojue could chase him out...even if she asked her to stay for all kinds of excessive reasons.
As long as he could chase him out... she thought, she would continue to be bewitched by him, go back with him obediently, and accept his torture willingly.
However, there is only a spacious road behind you, so there is no trace of him...
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Updated~~Good night, beauties╭(╯3╰)╮Go to bed early