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I am crazy about books, and I am extremely stupid.He doesn't understand human affairs, and he speaks slowly, just like a master teaching. He is still there when you are so anxious that you are crazy.

Now he is pacing in the study room surrounded by books, leaving only a small space, saying in his mouth: "To read or not to read?"

The cries on the other side of the wall are getting louder and more miserable, the sympathy and tactful, it makes people feel heartbroken and sad.

Congming made up his mind and said: "Look." After finishing speaking, he turned and left. Just as he walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something.

On the other side, Xiaobao was still crying desperately, with tears all over his face.

Xiaobei was irritated by her crying, and said with a firm voice: "Have you cried enough?"

"It hurts...I bit... my tongue. Huh..." Snot and tears wiped Xiao Bei's body.

Xiaobei grabbed Xiaobao's hand, said in a soft voice, "Let me see, open your mouth wide." After speaking, she slowly moved her head up.The shadows of the two slowly approaching were reflected on the wall.

The light from outside entered this room filled with a faint fragrance of women's powder, and the wavy fragrance stood up lazily, swayed, and danced in a dance that no one could understand.

Yuebai's figure was standing at the door, her left foot was outside the threshold, she raised it and then lowered it, and then continued to raise it.It wasn't until the people inside were so anxious that they rushed out to pull people away that he finally got up the courage to walk in.

"Mr. Mo, why are you here?" Xiaobei asked knowingly.

"Renrou is sick, I came to see her." Smart said in a low voice.

"Oops, didn't miss let you know that she is seriously ill? She doesn't want you to see her look sick." Xiao Bao bit his swollen tongue and said vaguely.

Clever scratched his head in a daze, turned around and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Idiot." A small voice said from the hanging veil.

Xiaobei was anxious when she saw it, but she couldn't say anything. She knew that Mo was clever, so she had a clever name, and the rest could be said to be a fool. I didn't expect to be so stupid. Wouldn't the young lady say it nicely when she was sick? Will a word of consolation win the lady's favor?

"Are you smart?" A soft voice came from inside, perhaps because of illness, it was so delicate that it made people feel their hearts trembling slightly. Such a good voice should be matched with someone named Jiao A beauty as weak as water.

"Gentle, are you okay?" Cong Cong stood by the threshold, far away from the bed, and said slowly, not in a hurry, making people want to roll their eyes at him, maybe when the young lady is about to die, He would also say calmly like this, Gentle, are you going to die.

"You're so mad, you idiot." Xiao Bao lowered her head, not letting Mr. Mo see her bulging round cheeks.

A small gap was opened in the gauze curtain by a small white hand, and the faint smell of medicine inside floated out. The fragrance in the room was filled with that bitter taste, which made Smart's brows slightly frown, and he wrinkled and straightened. Nose, don't like the smell.

Rourou stretched out that weak and boneless hand, called him, and said, "Smart, come here, okay?"

Clever walked towards the bed step by step, in the eyes of others, he looked a bit unwilling, which added to his anger.

When he walked to the bed, Xiaobao felt that his white teeth were about to be crushed.

Sitting smartly and peacefully on the chair, holding the book he didn't forget to bring out in his arms, and putting it on his knees, their atmosphere began to become awkward, and no one could say anything.

Clever said: "Gentle, may I read a poem to you?"

The hands of the person inside trembled violently, and then she heard her say: "Xiaobao, Xiaobai, you go out. I want to talk to him."

The twins walked out reluctantly, and when they went out, they gave back to the idiot with big white eyes.

When the room became quiet, Rourou said, "I heard from Dad that you want to cancel our engagement, right?"

There is a bit of questioning and danger in the calm tone, which makes people unconsciously want to touch the neck to see if it is still intact.

Clever looked down at his pair of big shoes, moved his toes in the shoes, looked at the undulating waves on the black upper, and then replied, "I don't want you to suffer with me, you know."

"I want to follow you, and you know it too." Rourou said in a soft voice, Clever felt strange in his heart, if he was usually gentle, he might have slapped him and smashed the bed pillars, how could he be so calm?

Clever touched his face, he didn't know if it was born or because of acquired reasons, it became more and more like a son's face, he felt that he didn't know his gender anymore.

"I want you as a husband-in-law. I'm about to die. I can't marry anyone anyway. Why don't I just marry you, cough cough..." There was a violent coughing voice from inside, and she said smartly and panickedly: " Wen Rou, are you really sick? Didn’t you feel fine yesterday?”

Clever remembered yesterday that Uncle Guan said that Miss Jia Wenrou from the next door smashed another excellent mahogany table. He thought that Wenrou should be as good as before, but he didn't expect to be really sick. Is it because of himself?