Sorry [Rebirth]

"The light here is still on, let me come over and take a look." Mo Jue looked at the clothes on Xun Mi, which were still the ones he wore yesterday.

He didn't say it was Xun Zezong's convulsion in the middle of the night, but he frowned, saw the black and blue under Xun Mi's eyes, and said, "Didn't sleep at night?"

Xun Mi scratched his nose, didn't know what to say, thought about it for no reason, and then said in frustration, "Well, I'm a bit insomnia."

There are too many imminent things, and each one is the kind that can't be rushed and needs a lot of time.Even if Xun Mi couldn't sleep, he could only worry.

Although housing buying and selling information is the largest market right now, the middle process is very troublesome, and there are many houses, but few people who can afford houses, and if they are sold at a low price, it is easy to cause more troublesome things.

He rented out the house over there for the time being, because there are only two bedrooms and one living room, so the monthly rent is only more than 3000 yuan, which is better than nothing, after all, it is just a decoration if it is always there.

Mo Jue stood there and glanced at it, then raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and finally said nothing, just said, "Don't stress too much about studying, you don't have to go to class tomorrow, sleep at home and have a good rest."

Xun Mi was taken aback, and just about to say something, he saw that Mo Jue had already turned around.

It's just that Mo Jue didn't go out directly, and stopped at the door for a while, then turned his head and said, "Rest early."

Xun Mi hadn't drunk the milk on the table, but he saw it, but for some reason, he swallowed the words again.

Xun Mi could only nod his head.

After Mo Jue left, he tiptoed to the door and closed it carefully.

Afterwards, Xun Mi turned his head, glanced at the newspaper materials on his desk, which was covered with a whole table, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

...I hope Mo Jue doesn't see anything.

Xun Mi really didn't sleep much that night, but he was still in good spirits the next day.I really can’t help but say that teenagers are indeed the most energetic—if this was put into the previous life, not to mention not sleeping for a night, a few hours less sleep would be like killing him, and he would not be energetic all day long .

He didn't have much to do if he didn't go to class, and the two-mode exam was due in two days, so Xun Mi really read books at home for a while.

I just looked at it for a while and was about to take a rest when there were bustling sounds from downstairs.

Xun Mi opened the door and saw an unexpected person.

"Dad?" Xun Mi yelled from upstairs, and watched as Xun Zezong directed the big and small bags downstairs to bring things in, then sat on the sofa safely, poured himself a glass of water, and said, " Why did you come back suddenly?"

It wasn't long before Xun Zezong came in. He just heard it, and before he could reply, Mo Jue, who looked like he had just parked his car from the outside, came back with his car keys.

Xun Zezong snorted softly and ignored people with his hands in his hands.

Seeing Xun Mi ask about this, Mo Jue's face darkened for a moment, and he felt a little helpless with his father who was getting older and more disobedient, "I don't know what to think, I am about to be discharged from the hospital suddenly, and the doctor can't stop me live."

Although it is said that it is almost healed, and the next step is to rest, but in the end there are still a few major checkups that have not been done.

It's close to the hospital, just wake up for a check-up. Doctors and nurses are also there, but they have to run home and drive there during the check-up.

I used to make trouble for myself.

When Mo Jue came back, he told Xun Mi a few words and was about to leave. Xun Mi was sent to the door, and looked at Mo Jue with blinking eyes.

Mo Jue, who was at the door, glanced at the room, thought for a while and said, "You spend more time with Dad these few days."

It came from the inexplicable worry of a middle-aged and elderly person, which actually made Mo Jue a little unclear.

Xun Mi didn't quite understand what it meant, but nodded obediently.

But after Mo Jue left, he saw Xun Zezong happily drinking tea on the sofa, with someone peeling grapes for him beside him, he didn't think... this person looked sick.

I don't know what medicine Xun Zezong took wrongly. After seeing Mo Jue leave, he dismissed all the people next to him, leaving only the two of them in the huge living room.

Xun Mi didn't know how to peel grapes for others, so he took a small fruit plate and ate it himself.

Xun Zezong approached mysteriously, "Mimi."

Xun Mi looked up and saw that Xun Zezong looked like a girl who was going to discuss gossip, his eyes were shining, he paused for a moment, held back his goosebumps, and silently moved away from Xun Zezong's big face, "What's wrong, Dad ?”

Xun Zezong over there seemed to be thinking about what to say, and after a while he said slowly, "Recently... is there a lot of pressure from studying?"

"It's okay." Xun Mi thought for a while, and sold Mo Jue a good deal, "Last night, I was a little late in school, and my brother said that he was not in a hurry, so he asked me for leave and let me rest at home."

Xun Zezong pricked up his ears and nodded in satisfaction when he heard this, "Well, that's right."

And as if he finally got his own satisfactory answer, Xun Zezong lay down on the sofa at home happily again, sipping tea with a cup.

The corner of Xun Mi's mouth twitched, confused.

But thinking about this person's physical condition in the future, he still said, "Dad, you can go out for activities if you have nothing to do. It's also good for your health. Don't lie here all day long."

Xun Zezong nodded very perfunctorily, and then waved lightly at Xun Mi, looking like a patriarch.

Xun Mi: "..."

He wondered, Xun Zezong gave birth to two children, one was Mo Jue and the other was Xia Fan... Who did these two completely opposite temperaments resemble?

He fished out Mo Jue alone, and made a comparison with Xun Zezong at the moment——

Imagine Mo Jue lying on the sofa, twisting a teacup like Xun Zezong, waiting for someone to peel grapes with his other hand...

Xun Mi shivered and floated back to the room.

It must be because I didn't sleep last night, and I started to think about it.

It's just horrible.

In the past few days, he asked Xu Changdu to be very serious.

And every day there seemed to be a form, telling him everything about Xia Fan in detail.

In it, even Xia Fan ate, what people he met that day, and what he did. After finding out what he knew, his understanding of Xia Dahai was already enough.

Because Xun Mi himself has only vaguely found a small clue, and he doesn't even know a specific direction, so he can't be afraid of trouble in this kind of thing, and checking every night has almost become a compulsory course. Class is over.

Sometimes in order to avoid omissions, I will carefully connect several points in series.

It is also because of this that Xun Mi's exam, when he was distracted and doing a lot of things at the same time, was considered a failure in comparison.

When he got the report card, Xun Mi didn't feel anything yet.

It's just that he checked against the points he lost every day, and almost all of them were caused by omissions.

And when I was doing it, I actually noticed it, but I didn't modify it carefully, because my mind had already gone to other places.

He pursed his lips, and the total score was more than ten points lower than before, which was a big gap.

Science scores can be done with his eyes closed at his level, but he missed a few of the simplest companies in chemistry and physics. Mixed up.

So inevitably, Xun Mi was invited to the office.

The Chinese teacher is waiting for him in the office. The office of the third-year teacher is always very quiet. Every teacher is non-stop preparing for their students before class, and correcting homework and papers.

The weather is getting hotter, and many people have large kettles on their tables, which are always filled with water.

There are also quite a few teachers whose cups are soaked with fat sea and some fire-reducing and anti-inflammatory things. Xun Mi looked around and touched his nose-this was the first time in his two lives that he was invited to the office because of his grades. .

Speaking of which, it's still a bit fresh.

"Xun Mi?" Seeing him standing alone at the door, Liu Xiong raised his head and was about to call someone, and his voice involuntarily became softer.

It seems that because he was afraid of scaring the child, Liu Xiong also put on a smile - but he himself looks quite majestic, and this smile is forced to put on, so in this way, it is a bit nondescript.

Anyway, at least Xun Mi turned his head inadvertently, and was startled when he saw such a face. He staggered and thought of Liu Xiong's nickname——Liu Zhongkui.

He supported the table to stabilize himself, held back his smile, and said embarrassedly, "...Ms. Liu."

Liu Xiong was so frightened that he almost stood up from the chair.

So when talking to Xun Mi, he became more cautious.

But he took a look at Xun Mi's appearance, and he was a little unsure what to say-Xun Mi was always a good student, and he was always very smart. Like this time, his total score dropped by more than ten points, and he also Xun Mi, who was invigilating the first subject, was obviously out of shape, which also made him very worried.

But looking at Xun Mi's appearance now, it doesn't seem like he has encountered any setbacks?

When he was still thinking about what to say to Xun Mi, he didn't expect Xun Mi to speak first.

The clean child was sitting opposite Liu Xiong, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's Mr. Liu like this... I haven't had a good rest these days. I checked all the questions later. Many of them were careless and there were no results." Xun Mi brought all the papers, regardless of Liu Xiong's ability. Unable to understand, he pointed to the chemistry and physics papers and said, "The main loss of points is here. When filling out the answer sheet, I don't know why I mixed up the two subjects and filled in the wrong place."

Filled in the wrong answer sheet... He might be the first one in the entire high school.

Xun Mi sighed slightly.

Seeing that Xun Mi's analysis was correct, Liu Xiong couldn't help but nodded, and followed him to read the paper.

That's a small question of five points - but two add up, that's ten points.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful, and sighed, "The results of the second model are to be recorded in the historical files, you..."

As he spoke, he felt a little slip of the tongue, took another look at Xun Midao, coughed dryly, and said, "It's okay, after all, we're still looking at the results of the college entrance examination later, but after you, you should pay more attention and carefully check whether it is true or not. Most importantly, you must never make this mistake again in the future, you know?"

Xun Mi smiled and nodded yes, and put away the papers in a calm manner, thinking that he was really making mistakes for himself--if I knew it earlier, I might as well check it twice.

Although he didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder about grades, it was indeed a bit disappointing and unexpected for him to get such a low score in the test for the first time.

Xun Mi scratched his head lightly, let out a sigh of relief, and said goodbye to Liu Xiong before leaving.

The remaining Liu Xiong and the teachers in the office couldn't help discussing for a while because of this matter, and talked emphatically about the state of some children in the class, but he didn't realize it until the class was about to start—— Didn't he want to enlighten Xun Mi at the beginning and ask him to tell the unhappy things during this period?

How come Xun Mi led the focus to the paper?

Liu Xiong patted the table and felt that it was impossible.

So he thought about it, took out his old-fashioned elderly phone, searched for a long time, and found a note in the contact:

Xun Mi's parents: Mr. Mo Jue Mo.

Then he decisively pressed the green dial button.