As she spoke, her little face got closer to Pei Mochen's handsome face.
Liu Xizi's roar came from behind, "Zhang Mofei, how can you bully Yangyang?"
Hearing this, the corner of Zhang Mofei's mouth twitched silently. Is she bullying Yang Yang? Is there such a mother in the world? Her daughter is with a boy. Instead of saying that the boy bullies her daughter, she actually says that her daughter bullies the boy.
This... made her heartbroken.
Beneath him, Pei Mochen seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and placed his hands on the grass motionless.
Zhang Mofei did not give up painting. Her daily study tasks continued to increase, and the lights in her room stayed on until eleven or twelve at night.
The alarm clock rang, Zhang Mofei drowsily pressed the alarm clock, and said vaguely, "I'm so sleepy, let's sleep for a while."
The alarm clock was stopped and she fell asleep again.
‘Dong dong dong’ She had just slept for a while when the knock on the door woke her up again.
With a click, the door opened.
"Feifei, why don't you get up yet? Yangyang is already waiting in the car."
Liu Xizi said and walked to the bed.
Zhang Mofei covered her head in the quilt. The warm-colored decoration style made the room look very warm. On the bedside tables on both sides were photos of the Liu family on one side, and on the other side were photos of two beautiful children with cakes on their faces.
Those were the photos taken during the celebration at home after Pei Mochen was discharged from the hospital. From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Mofei carefully saved every photo.
She saw the photo album that Pei Yifeng made for Lu Anyi at the wedding of Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng. At that time, she was young and didn't understand what romance was. When she became more sensible and thought about it, she seemed to be able to understand why that photo album made so many people cry.
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Liu Xizi shouted to Zhang Mofei not to move, and pulled back the quilt, "Feifei, what's wrong with you?"
She nervously reached out and touched Zhang Mofei's forehead, "You have a fever."
"Uh, it seems like my head hurts so much. I forgot to close the window yesterday."
Zhang Mofei was sleepy and felt that her eyelids were too heavy to open.
She has been strong since she was a child and rarely catches colds or fevers. She sniffed and said, "Well, I have a cold. My head hurts."
As she said that, she turned and looked at the alarm clock, "Ah, it's almost eight o'clock."
She quickly sat up and prepared to get dressed.
Liu Xizi said, "If you have a fever, why go to school? Get up and go to the hospital."
Zhang Mofei asked, "Didn't you say Yangyang was waiting for me in the car?"
"Mom, go tell him." Liu Xizi said and walked to the balcony and shouted at the door of the yard, "Yangyang, Feifei has a fever, so I won't go."
Zhang Mofei had a headache and really didn't want to go to school. She leaned on the bed and felt like her head was as heavy as gold.
"Get up quickly, I'll take you to the hospital." Liu Xizi closed the window and urged Zhang Mofei while helping her get clothes.
Zhang Mofei had just put on a sweater.
Pei Mochen's tall figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a light blue down jacket and light blue jeans. He walked to the bed and looked down at Zhang Mofei.
Zhang Mofei raised his head and looked blankly into Pei Mochen's dark eyes, "Yangyang, why haven't you left yet?"
"It's just on the way to the hospital."
Pei Mochen said and sat down on the lazy sofa nearby. He picked up a textbook on the table and flipped through a few pages with his long white fingers.
Some important contents in the textbook were printed out with marker pens, and the notes made with gel pens next to them were very elegant.
