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he must be crying

"Stop doing your housework and wait until your hands are ready. Otherwise, I can come and help."

Ahem, actually she doesn't know how to do housework at all.

Leng Yan nodded, opened the door and asked her, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Xia Nuo was a little hesitant. She had not been to his home yet. But she did not dare to go in. After all, his home was unfamiliar to her.

"Xiaoyan." At this moment, Yin Cui suddenly came back.

Seeing her, both of them were a little surprised. Xia Nuo cursed in her heart that this woman was finally back. She thought she didn't know she had a son.

"I'm going back." Xia Nuo said nothing and walked straight into his house without looking at Leng Yan's mother.

When she closed the door, her mother, who heard the cold words, said displeasedly: "Why are you hanging out with that girl?"

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The next morning, Aunt Zhao prepared the meal and asked Xia Nuo: "Leng Yan should know that dinner is about to start at this time, why hasn't he come yet?"

Xia Nuo answered her: "His mother came back yesterday, so she probably won't come over for dinner today."

"oh."

After dinner, Xia Nuo planned to go out and buy a comic book. She put on her bag and went downstairs, just in time to see Leng Yan's mother being held in the arms of a man, and the man kissed her forehead.

The man drove an off-road vehicle. They got into the car and Leng Yan's mother saw her, but she didn't take the little girl seriously.

After the car left, Xia Nuo stopped buying comic books.

She slowly went upstairs, hesitated for a moment at the door of Leng Yan's house, and knocked on the door.

Leng Yan didn't open the door right away. She knocked a few more times without giving up, and then the door slowly opened.

"What's the matter?" Leng Yan raised his head and asked her. His expression was indifferent, as if the two of them didn't know each other at all.

Xia Nuo saw his reddish eyes and thought he must be crying.

She usually looks so stubborn and indifferent, but she is still very fragile inside. My mother, who had been away from home for more than a month, came back, but only stayed for one night and then left. This matter made everyone feel uncomfortable.

"Have you eaten? Why didn't you come to eat?" she asked him nonchalantly.

Leng Yan lowered his eyes slightly: "I've eaten."

Xia Nuo didn't bother to ask whether he had eaten or not. She asked him with a smile: "What do you want to eat this afternoon? I'll let Aunt Zhao make it."

"That's fine. Do you have anything else?"

"No, you go in, I'm going back too."

After this incident, Xia Nuo understood that even though they ate together every day and often went home together after school, in the little kid's heart, he was not open enough to talk to her about everything.

He would keep quiet about things on his mind and would not tell her. Although his attitude towards her had softened, he was still very distant.

However, she truly regarded him as her brother.

Hey, why does this matter make me feel more and more uncomfortable the more I think about it? Forget it, stop thinking about it, it’s just causing trouble for yourself.

From that day on, Leng Yan would still come to her house for dinner, but the frequency of his visits was getting less and less. He had all kinds of very valid reasons for not coming to her house for dinner, and it was completely invisible.

But Xia Nuo was a sensitive child, and she thought she might know a little bit about his thoughts.

Time flies by and the final exam is coming soon. Xia Nuo usually doesn't study hard, but when it comes to exams, she still works very hard.

Even if it's just a temporary cramming, at least I can hug it.

The intense study made her temporarily forget the existence of Leng Yan, and she hadn't seen that kid for half a month.


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