monopolize her

Looking at the little girl's tired appearance, Wen Yuran didn't know what happened last night.

But it still hurts a bit.

As soon as I felt distressed, I put aside the idea of ​​exploring.

"Are... are you okay?" Wen Yuran asked softly, looking away.

"Well, it's okay, just a little tired." The little girl replied with her head down.

Hearing this sentence, Wen Yuran felt even more guilty, and his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Wen Yuran softened his voice a little.

"Don't eat." The little girl shook her head.

"why?"

"I was full yesterday, and I don't want to have breakfast." The little girl replied in a low voice.

Wen Yuran frowned slightly.

It's normal for college students not to like breakfast, and she's not the little girl's parents, so there's no need to interfere with other people's living habits.

but……

The little girl's hands and feet are cold, and her body is probably very weak. If her living habits continue to be unhealthy, what should she do if something goes wrong with her body?

Now that she has established a relationship with the little girl, it's okay to interfere.

"There is always something to eat in the morning. There is bread and an oven at home, or if you want to eat something else, you can tell me that you can't skip breakfast..." Wen Yuran said.

The little girl raised her head suddenly: "is Wen always caring about me?"

Wen Yuran's face tensed up.

Don't know how to answer.

I saw a happy smile on the little girl's pale face, and she rolled her eyes.

The dimples are sweet.

Wen Yuran was disturbed by this smile, she tried her best to restrain the fantasy about last night in her heart, and stopped chasing the little girl to have breakfast.

The air in the bedroom stagnated.

Silence began to spread.

"By the way, I forgot to give you the necklace I was going to give you when I had dinner last time."

Wen Yuran broke the silence and changed the subject.

With that said, Wen Yuran turned around and took the necklace over.

This time, without the little girl saying anything, Wen Yuran walked to the bed and put it on the little girl herself.

From top to bottom, one can vaguely see the red string tucked into the collar of the little girl, and the clear jade pendant on the collarbone.

Wear it.

Wen Yuran looked away from the girl's white collarbone, swallowed, and looked elsewhere.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen."

The little girl's voice was weak.

Wen Yuran sorted out his flustered emotions, stepped back a few steps, calmed down, and said, "Don't be called 'Boss Wen' from now on."

The little girl blinked, her eyes were very dark.

"Then can I call you by your full name from now on?"

"As you wish." Wen Yuran replied casually.

It's not that the little girl never called her by her full name, so she agreed without blaming her. As for asking one more question?

Wen Yuran was actually a little disappointed.

She thought that the little girl would have some more intimate names, but she didn't expect her full name.

It's as if the little girl has something obsessed with her full name.

On the other side, Ning An twitched the corner of his mouth shallowly, looked deeply into Wen Yuran's eyes, and then slowly read out those three words word by word, with a weak but profound voice——

"Wen Yuran."

Ning An chanted this name, like a ritual.

All the previous moments of full name calling, like countless crazy nightmares, were just wishful thinking.

And Wen Yuran's acknowledgment, like some kind of evidence, made this title finally justifiable.

Later, Wen Yuran went out of the bedroom door, waiting for the little girl to get dressed.

Time is grindingly slow.

Wen Yuran tapped the leather surface of the sofa with his knuckles, thinking about something——

When the little girl comes out, let's ask what happened yesterday.

There are too many doubts, it is always good to confirm.

Finally, the door opened.

"I'll take you back." Wen Yuran said.

The little girl's face was pale, her head was lowered, and she made a voice with some reluctance: "Mmm."

"Also... Ning An."

"Ok?"

"I have a question, it's okay if you don't want to answer'."

"What's the problem?" The little girl raised her head, her eyelashes flickered a few times, her eyes were black and white.

Wen Yuran inhaled lightly.

"Yesterday..." Wen Yuran considered his words, and then asked the question that made her dizzy from embarrassment, "I kind of forgot what happened last night, can you tell me what happened?"

The wording above was obviously inappropriate, and Wen Yuran regretted it after asking.

In negotiation and communication, Wen Yuran has always been able to switch between what to say to whom and what to say in what context.

She never thought that one day she would be stumped by the wording of a sentence.

But after asking all the questions, it was so embarrassing that Wen Yuran could only quietly hold his palms, waiting for the little girl's answer.

She cast her gaze far away on the balcony, as if the question she just asked was just a random question absent-mindedly.

My heart was in a mess.

The little girl tilted her head and replied: "Yesterday you had a nightmare and called me. After I rushed over, I found that you had a little fever, so I gave you antipyretics, and then...then you said you were very scared and insisted Hold me to sleep, and I will sleep in your bed."

Wen Yuran was stunned after listening.

This answer was completely out of the boundaries of her guess, which caught her off guard.

Wen Yuran was stunned for three seconds before recovering.

She is afraid of ghosts, but self-disciplined.

In any case, she was more likely to have nightmares and be afraid than to have sex after drinking.

It makes sense to forget part of the memory after having a fever.

So nothing happened yesterday?

A strong sense of loss welled up in my heart.

Forget it.

"I'll take you back first." Wen Yuran suppressed the excess emotions, picked up the car keys as naturally as possible, changed the shoes, and took the little girl out the door.

After sending the little girl to school, Wen Yuran drove the car back.

After sending the little girl away, those chaotic and ambiguous thoughts gradually dissipated.On the way home, she reviewed the little girl's statement in her heart, and she always felt that something was wrong.

Can't tell what's wrong, but it just isn't right.

This trace of something wrong is quite strong, and it has taken root in my heart, and I can't get rid of it no matter what.She thought about the whole process carefully, trying to find the source of what was wrong.

But after thinking about it all the way, I didn't get any results.

Wen Yuran became inexplicably nervous when the little girl was involved.

So after arriving home, Wen Yuran didn't do anything else, but first opened the medicine storage box he put in the living room.

On the top is a freshly opened box of antipyretic medicine.

The antipyretics in the medicine box were indeed missing two tablets.

It seems that the little girl was not lying, she really had a fever and took antipyretics.

but……

Are you really not lying?

Wen Yuran pressed his temples, and something was vaguely missed.

How did the little girl get in the door last night?

Needless to say, of course he opened the door for the little girl.

that……

and many more.

Wen Yuran thought of something, opened the call history of the phone, and looked at it carefully.

The top one is the phone call to the little girl in the early morning.

No more calls.

In other words - last night, I didn't call the guard and security.

The law and order in this high-end community is quite complete and reliable. How could a non-resident visitor enter the community without a phone call at such a sensitive time in the middle of the night?

How did that little girl enter the community last night?

Wen Yuran felt a chill down his spine, something touched his nerves, it was icy cold, and almost horrifying thoughts came out of his brain, terrifying and absurd.

She immediately called the security room.

"I want to check the visitor records."