Ni Xiuer came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, found the medicine box and treated the wound, then changed into a sweater and went downstairs.

When Ni Xiuer went downstairs, West Elm was already eating. When he saw Xiuer come down, he muttered, "Why is it taking so long?"

Ne Xiu'er pulled out the chair and sat down, "I thought you'd like to see me after eating, or you'll have indigestion!"

West Elm was drinking soup, when he heard this sentence, he choked and coughed hard twice.

Aunt Li came over with Ni Xiuer's share of rice noodles, and said, "Xiyu, what are you in a hurry for? If you don't have enough, I'll make it for you."

"Thank you, auntie, don't pay attention to her, she can't eat much even if she sits here."

West Elm frowned, feeling that what Nie Xiuer said was neither salty nor bland, but quite irritating.

Putting down the chopsticks, West Elm said seriously: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now, can you accept my apology?"

Ni Xiuer looked up at West Elm for a while, nodded, and went to eat without saying a word.

While Xielm was eating rice noodles, she had been observing Nei Xiuer, and felt that the feeling Ni Xiuer gave her was not quite the same as in the morning. Where did the news about him go for most of the day?

West Elm hesitated but didn't dare to ask, so he struggled until Ni Xiuer finished eating.

After finishing eating, Nixiuer went back to his room, and Xielm followed, but Nixiuer didn't seem to intend to let her into the room.

So West Elm simply stood at the door of the room and asked him.

"Where did you go today? Aunt Li was worried about you, so I went to the hospital to look for it, but Wen Dong said you left early in the morning."

Ni Xiuer grabbed the doorknob without turning his head, and said, "It seems that I don't need to tell you everything about my private affairs, just like you wouldn't tell me everything about you and Ruan Peichen."

"Since you don't need me to care about you, then I don't need your cheap care, sister!"

After Ni Xiuer entered the room, he slammed the door hard, and Xiyu stood outside the door in a daze, suddenly felt a little wronged for some reason, and his eyes were red.

Ni Xiuer seldom calls her sister honestly, as if his memory started in junior high school, this guy doesn't call her that anymore.

He explained that they were the same age, and he didn't like to call her sister, but she found out later that it was because he had other thoughts.

Now he called her sister, maybe it was because he was angry for a while, or maybe he was thinking about it... He will definitely be happier than now if he is no longer pestering her, she should be happy.

However, West Elm felt that the distance between her and Nei Xiuer seemed to be getting farther, and the gap between the two people was getting bigger and bigger. No matter from which aspect, even the intimacy between relatives All became thinner.

Aunt Li wanted to keep West Elm to live at home, and said that it was Xiuer who came back, and she cooked a table of dishes in the evening, and everyone was lively and lively.

West Elm originally wanted to refuse, but she had to rush to the hospital.

But Aunt Li was very angry and insisted on staying with Xiyu, saying: "Miss Xiyu, I shouldn't talk to you like this. But I watched you two grow up, and now I feel uncomfortable when you are so divided Is it difficult for relatives to sit together and eat together?"

"I know you want to say, you go to the hospital to see my uncle, but is there really no one to take care of my uncle? It's such an important day when Xiuer comes back today. He came in this time because of you. Why don't you feel sorry for him? Where's Shure?"

Aunt Li was talking, her eyes turned red with anger.

West Elm had no choice but to stay.

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