He had no idea what had happened to him that day. He seemed to have changed into a different person. He who had always looked up to Chen Muchen like his life, for the first time smiled coldly and bloodthirstyly: "Then just go die."
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Yang Mufan stood not far away, watching Yang Muchen take out a fruit knife from his schoolbag and cut his wrists again and again, and then with a crazy smile on his lips: "In that case, then I...
Just die."
The bright red blood instantly soaked the shirt of Yang Muchen's uniform...
Admiration for those who wake up from fear.
He suddenly sat up from the big bed and looked around in panic.
When I saw clearly the environment I was in, I realized: I was having a nightmare.
He felt a splitting headache and covered his face with both hands. Then, he inserted his long fingers into his flowing hair and pulled it hard.
When he turned on the desk lamp, he was going to pour a glass of warm water to drink to calm his restless mood.
However, the moment he turned on the desk lamp, he discovered that the sofa next to him was empty, and there was no figure of Mu Wanqing.
Just when he was wondering where that damn woman was going to fool around after staying up in the middle of the night, a loud "thunk" sound suddenly came from the cloakroom, followed by an extremely miserable wail.
Yang Mufan was stunned for a moment, obviously unable to recover.
When he realized what had happened, he jumped out of bed angrily, and rushed to the cloakroom with bare feet without even wearing slippers.
He turned on the light with a "pop" sound and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?!"
Yang Mufan frowned with his thick sword eyebrows, and his black eyes as deep as a deep pool quickly looked towards the source of the crying sound——
Mu Wanqing, with disheveled hair and crookedly wearing pajamas, stood there with a sleepy look on her face. She glanced at the man who appeared at the door with tearful eyes. She pointed at the three-dimensional clothes hanger that she had accidentally knocked over with extreme grievance:
"Woo, Mu Fan, woo, the hanger hit my foot, it hurts, wu wu... it really hurts..."
After hearing her explanation, Yang Mufan suddenly had black lines in his head.
He asked angrily: "Why did you come to the cloakroom when you didn't sleep in the middle of the night?! You deserve to be beaten."
The stimulation of pain made Mu Wanqing slightly clearer, but she was still very confused.
She pouted her little mouth and whimpered: "I can't find the toilet, I want to pee..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan... not only the corners of his mouth and eyes, but his entire face twitched violently.
Anyone who knows Mu Wanqing probably knows that this woman is not smart to begin with, she is as stupid as anything, especially when she has just woken up and is in a daze, she is the stupidest.
That kind of stupidity, I really can't find any adjectives to describe it.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he thought inexplicably: the first night she spent the night at his house.
Before going to bed, I asked him n times where the bathroom was, and then asked Yang Muchen n times. After that, even his adoptive mother didn't let him go.
He was wondering at the time how crazy this woman could be, but the toilet two hundred meters away could actually allow three people to talk to each other.
That night, she got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and woke up the whole family.
He was the first to rush out.
At that time, Mu Wanqing was so confused that she couldn't find the toilet. She squatted in the yard and cried heartbrokenly. She kept shouting where the toilet was, but she couldn't find it...
Yang Mufan felt a sharp pain in his temples.
I never expected that twenty-one-year-old Mu Wanqing would still be this kind of thing.
