Day after day, Zixuan spent a long time waiting. Looking at the madman Wei'er beside her, Zixuan did not dare to fall asleep every time. Once again, she went crazy and picked up a stone to smash it.
Xiang Zixuan, fortunately Zixuan woke up quickly, otherwise I really wouldn’t know what to do.
Now Zixuan can only look forward to being released from prison as soon as possible. Today is when she is released from prison. After Zixuan simply packed her things, she took a deep breath and slowly stepped out of the prison.
When she walked out, Zixuan looked back in disbelief. She still can't believe that she spent three months here. Thinking about it, it's really painful.
"Zixuan, congratulations on your release from prison."
At this moment, a gentle voice made Zixuan suddenly stunned. She turned around and saw Mo Qifan standing behind her. Was he here to pick her up?
"What are you doing here?" Zixuan asked such words, which were obviously a bit unnecessary. Looking at Mo Qifan, it was clear that he was here to pick her up. This made Zixuan's heart feel warm, but warm.
And after that?
Zixuan also saw his car. Zhou Tian came down and gave Zixuan a friendly smile, "Zixuan, congratulations on coming out." While speaking, Zhou Tian walked up to Zixuan and met Mo Qi.
Standing together, the two of them looked so in tune.
"Thank you." Zixuan quickly put away the expectations that she shouldn't have in her heart and looked at the two people in front of her. In fact, they really matched each other. She shouldn't have any different thoughts. They really matched each other.
"Zixuan, get in the car! I'll take you home." Mo Qifan looked at Zixuan's stiff and hypocritical smile. He didn't know why, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The smile at the corner of his mouth also became a little uncomfortable.
Of course. But he still stepped forward to take the baggage from Zixuan's hand, then got into the car with Zixuan and left.
Zixuan's mind kept thinking about what Mo Qifan said about 'going home'. These two words made her feel sad. What kind of home does she have now? She is already a street child, what else is there?
Where is home?
Looking at the scenery outside the window, almost nothing in the world has changed in three months, but for her, three months have already been an earth-shaking change. Zixuan will not forget what happened three months ago.
Whenever things made Zixuan want to commit suicide, she gritted her teeth and survived.
"Zixuan, where do you live now?" For a long time, Zhou Tian felt that Mo Qifan seemed to be taking Zixuan to his home, so he immediately asked.
Zixuan just smiled bitterly and didn't say anything. She continued to look at everything in front of her and said, "Let me get off at the stop sign in front!" Just such a sentence made Mo Qifan, who was driving, suddenly feel uncomfortable.
"Can you tell me where you are going? Otherwise, I won't let you get off the car. Just go to my house first." Mo Qifan had already found out that this woman was basically homeless.
He would never let her get off the bus like this.
Zixuan didn't answer lightly. Looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Tian had never seen such an attitude from Mo Qifan. In the hospital before, he was always so gentle and would not disrespect other people's opinions. But this time
moment...
Zhou Tian also felt that something was wrong. Looking at Zixuan beside him, he couldn't help but feel a little dazzled. This woman could no longer stay with them.
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At the gate of the prison, Xu Xiujie watched Zixuan being taken away by the car, and his already unhappy expression became even more ruthless. Zi Yan next to him was also very curious, and he didn't expect Xia Zixuan to be there at this time.
Someone help.
But this is okay, if Xiujie sees all this, Xia Zixuan will be in even more trouble in the future.
"Drive!" Xiujie just said coldly and asked the driver to drive away.
"Xiujie, I didn't know that Sister Zixuan had friends coming to pick her up. Why is this man's back different from the one we saw last time?"
Such words made Xiu Jie, who was already uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable. His thin lips pursed tightly. Xiu Jie didn't speak. He just looked out the window coldly and clenched his hands into fists.