Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

If it was normal, Mo Ziqi would definitely give him a cold face, but today, Mo Ziqi is really unusual. Hearing this, he turned to look at Lu Hanfan behind him: "Have a drink?"

Hearing this, Lu Hanfan stared again: "Are you a fake?" Calling him to drink?It's not like his cold image at all.

Mo Ziqi glanced at him, turned around and entered the study.

Mo Ziqi seldom drank, not because he didn't know how to drink, but because he didn't like it. He asked Butler Xu to bring the wine, turned around and sat on the edge of the table on the balcony, poured it for himself first, and ignored Lu Hanfan who followed behind , I drank it first.

Seeing him like this, Lu Hanfan put away the joke on his face, sat down beside him seriously, held down the wine glass that Mo Ziqi was sending to his mouth, and asked with a frown, "What on earth are you doing?" gone?"

Mo Ziqi turned to look at him, put aside his hand, and continued to drink.

Lu Hanfan frowned even more, but he didn't stop him from drinking, but waited silently for him to speak.

"She's going to die."

As soon as Mo Ziqi said it, Lu Hanfan was terrified again, but it was strange that he almost immediately guessed who he was talking about.

Back then, his cousin was only ten years old. Regardless of everyone's obstruction, he had to leave Country Z and come to City C. He would stay there for eight years. Wasn't it because of that Xin Miaomiao?

However, Xin Miaomiao didn't look like she was terminally ill, so how could she say she was about to die?

"Why is she dying? Was she suffering from a serious illness?" Lu Hanfan asked, thinking about it, he still didn't feel like it. The little guy looked dazed, but he was white and tender, not like a dying person.

Mo Ziqi didn't answer, Lu Hanfan thought for a while, thought about what happened during the day, and asked again: "You said you were going back soon because she was going to die during the day? Are you going back after she dies?"

"En." Mo Ziqi nodded, with no expression on his face, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart. It's just that he always hides his emotions, but Lu Hanfan didn't see anything, and he felt that if he really cared about a person, facing that person The death of a person will never be such an indifferent expression.

He stretched out his hand and patted Mo Ziqi's shoulder, said something very angry, and comforted him decently: "Who has never died in life since ancient times? Be careful."

Relatively speaking, a person like Lu Hanfan who is full of smiles every day is actually colder than anyone else in his heart, so he hardly feels the death of Xin Miaomiao, and even thinks about dying early. Ziqi can also go back earlier.

Hearing this, Mo Ziqi glanced at him coldly, turned his head and continued drinking.

This night, Mo Ziqi drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk. He just felt a headache after falling asleep, and even had a very weird dream.

In the dream, a man who couldn't see clearly was lying on the ground with a petite woman in his arms, screaming and screaming, and the desperate sorrow lingered in the sky... Although he was an outsider, just looking at it like this, he also felt extremely uncomfortable. up.

This weird dream even made him cry in the middle of the night, but when he woke up the next morning, he didn't remember the dream at all.

Today is Sunday, Xin Miaomiao doesn't have to go to school, and she wakes up late, arching her little buttocks and wriggling in the quilt, Yang Rong is going to go to work, but Xin Miaomiao hugs her waist coquettishly and refuses to let go, muttering I want my mother to play with me.