I am in love with myself

With an idea, Jian Yihu took out his mobile phone and called Jian Yixi.

beep-

The bell rang for a long time, and the room was very quiet. Jian Yihu listened with his ears up, but he didn't hear any movement.

The call was cut off, she hung up and tried again, clutched her phone and went downstairs, deliberately turned off the lights, and walked around the living room in a big circle, neither seeing any light nor hearing any sound.

This is strange.

She clearly saw that Jian Yixi's pajama pocket was empty just now, why couldn't she find it anywhere?

Even if she was wrong, she has made so many calls, why didn't Jian Yixi answer?

Could it be... Lost your phone?

Or forget the classroom?

No way? !

woccccc! ! ! ! !

Jian Yihu kicked the sofa hard, full of anxiety and nowhere to vent.

The longer this matter spreads, the more detrimental it will be to her, and it must be clarified in time.

It's easy for Qin Yige to talk, she has already convinced him, and now she just needs to use Jian Yixi's mobile phone to log in to the forum account.

But what if I can't find my phone now?

If it doesn't work, I can only...

The phone is connected!

Jian Yihu was overjoyed, grabbed the phone with both hands, and hurriedly said: "Hello? Xixi? You come back, our mother just called and said that I have to leave beforehand."

"I'm not Jane Yixi."

this sound...

An Mu? !

Jian Yihu subconsciously took down the phone and looked at the screen. It was Jian Yixi's phone number, so why did An Mu pick it up?

"Why are you holding my sister's phone?!"

"She borrowed it from me."

"My sister is in a hurry to use it now, so return it right away!"

"Now?"

"Yes! Right now!"

"not return."

"Why are you so shameless?! That's my sister's phone!"

There was a warm chuckle from the opposite side: "You know it's your sister's? Your sister lent it to me, and if she asked me for it, what are you?"

"By the way, don't try to pretend that your sister asked me for a mobile phone. I can still tell the difference between a human and a dog."

what did she say? !

Jian Yihu was trembling with anger, wishing she could climb over the phone and strangle An Mu to death. If it wasn't for An Mu, how could she have become like this?

She wanted to yell, but she couldn't, and she couldn't suffocate to death. She was afraid that An Mu's recording, no matter how angry she was, she could only swallow all the dirty words.

"I'm warning you An Mu, you..."

Before Jian Yihu could finish speaking, the phone was disconnected, the door of the villa opened with a click, and Jian Yixi stepped in.

"Our mother was not at the gate of the community, and I waited for a long time without seeing anyone."

Jian Yihu was still full of anger, gasped for breath while clutching the phone, his eyes quickly wandered around, and when he turned around again, the vicious expression had been completely suppressed, leaving only a weak smile.

"Xixi, did you lend An Mu your mobile phone? My mother just called me and said she had to leave beforehand, so I hurriedly called you to ask you to come back, but it was An Mu who picked it up."

"Well, I lent it to her."

Jian Yixi blew the night wind at the gate of the community for a long time. Although it was only September, it was still a bit chilly late at night. She calmed down for a while, thinking of An Mu's fearlessness in the stands that day. Suddenly, I felt a little ridiculous.

It's my sister who is obviously cursing, what is she afraid of?An Mu dared to stand up in the face of a strong school, but she was even afraid of her own sister, which was too sarcastic.

Escaping won't solve any problems, we must have a frank and honest talk, maybe everything is just a misunderstanding, just let it go.

Jian Yixi took a deep breath, sat on the sofa with her small chest upright, and patted the sofa.

"Sister, sit down and let's talk."

"Exactly, I want to talk to you too."

Jian Yihu sat down holding the phone, looking sideways at Jian Yixi.

"Xixi, you know all the rumors on the Internet, right?"

Jian Yihu lowered her head without tears and pretended to rub the corners of her eyes, which could make her eyes red.

"I told you that you might not believe it, but I still have to say that I didn't send those forum replies. Although the IP is ours, our wifi covers a wide area, and it can be reached outside the green belt of the villa.

You also know that I am quite famous, and there are many people who are jealous of me. The forum account is my student number, and the password is my birthday. It is very easy to guess. This must be someone who squatted outside our house on purpose and hacked our house's Internet. My number, deliberately framed me! "

Jian Yihu held Jian Yixi's hand with red eyes.

"Xixi, I don't care what you say on the Internet, I'm just afraid that you will misunderstand me. I found you with great difficulty. I don't want to ruin our relationship because of these messy things."

Under the cool white living room light, Jian Yihu's face was as pale as paper, and her lips were almost bloodless. The nude makeup of the sick beauty she just painted was quite good, at least it was more than enough to fool Jian Yixi.

Jian Yixi breathed a sigh of relief, and held her sister's hand back, her soft white face smiled, her brows and eyes curved, and there was only a small pear dimple, delicate and cute.

"I thought it was impossible for you to write such words. Don't worry, sister, it won't affect your feelings. It's just that the person who framed you is so disgusting!"

Jian Yixi's eyes suddenly brightened, "That's right! We can ask the security guard to check the surveillance! Can't we find out who it is?"

Jian Yihu nodded, and said perfunctorily, "You're right, I'll let my parents check it out tomorrow."

After that, she changed the subject and said, "Why did you lend An Mu your phone?"

Jian Yixi remembered what An Mu said she hated her sister, and the good mood that had just recovered disappeared in an instant.

An Mu doesn't seem like the kind of person who hates others for no reason, and her sister is not the kind of person with bad character, so why does An Mu hate her sister so much?

When I have time to ask An Mu carefully, it might be a misunderstanding.

Jian Yixi roughly explained the reason, and Jian Yihu said: "It's not that my sister is narrow-minded. A mobile phone is a very private thing. How can you lend it to others casually? Especially this An Mu doesn't look like a good person. That day In the restaurant, she has been arguing with me, and she provoked this incident, and now I suspect that the person who framed me is her."

Jian Yixi sat up straight subconsciously and said, "She's not that kind of person."

"How do you know it's not? You've only known her for a few days? Would you rather believe an outsider than your sister?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, I just..."

"Okay." Jian Yihu glanced at the wall clock, "I'm afraid that you are too naive to be deceived. You are my only sister. I don't want you to become as miserable as I am now."

"Whether you will or not, you can call her right now and ask her to bring the phone over. If she refuses, we can go and get it. I will accompany you."

Jian Yixi looked at Jian Yihu in embarrassment.

"Isn't that good? It's almost twelve o'clock."

"I'm doing this for your own good. What if the person who framed me is really her?"

"But she just came back from abroad, there is no reason..."

In the middle of speaking, Jian Yixi choked.

An Mu lived in France for a long time and just came back a few days ago. It is reasonable to say that she shouldn't know her sister, but why did she say she hates her sister?

There is no intersection in reality, so it can only be online. My sister is an internet celebrity, and it's not surprising that An Mu knows her, so An Mu is actually her sister's black fan?

Jian Yihu had already stood up talking to herself, and went straight to the door to change her shoes.

"Go! Call her on the way, don't hesitate, the more you hesitate, the later it will be!"

"But what? Let's go! I'm doing this for your own good!"

Jian Yixi said: "I promised to lend her, how can there be any reason to come back halfway? And even if she really wants to do something, she must have done it now, and it's too late to go again."

"How can it be too late?! At least you can see what she did! You can handle it!"

Jian Yixi thought of An Mu's look of being extremely disappointed in her under the streetlights, and An Mu's frank admission that he hated Jian Yihu. How could such a straightforward person do such nasty things?

She shook her head.

"I don't believe she will."

Jian Yihu had already changed her shoes, so she patted her forehead angrily, stepped on her shoes and entered the house, stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"Even if she won't do anything to you? But what is she going to do to me with your hand? I'm your own sister! What if you break your promise once for me? Just to let me sleep peacefully ,Ok?!"

The last three words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

An Mu looked up at Jian Yihu with her soft white face, and the habit of laughing before speaking did not appear.

"Sister, you scratched me."

Jian Yihu was stunned for a moment, looked at himself holding Jian Yixi's hand tightly, took a breath, let go, and the slightly broken expression on his face returned to normal.

"I... am I not in a hurry?"

Jian Yihu squatted down in front of Jian Yixi and rubbed her arm. This time, she really cried out of anger, her eyes were red.

"My sister is very flustered, can you let her feel at ease?"

Before the words were finished, the door clicked open. The first person in came in was his mother, Wen Qiaoyun, followed by his father, Jian Xiangwei. The two of them had very bad expressions, especially the mother, with her brows furrowed and her lips pursed tightly, showing anger.

Seeing that they were both in the living room, Wen Qiaoyun had not come to her, so the conversation came first.

"Yueyue, what's going on on the Internet?! Several people called me this afternoon, saying that you bullied your sister. Who posted that post?"

Jian Yihu's eyes were red, and when she saw her mother coming, the tears came down, and she threw herself into her mother's arms, crying with her arms around her neck.

Seeing this posture, who would be willing to scold, the couple coaxed for a long time, Jian Yihu cried and repeated what he had fooled Jian Yixi, and emphasized that An Mu might have done it.

As the saying goes, the ass decides the head. Of course, the couple trust their daughter unconditionally. Even if the daughter stabs someone to death in front of them, as long as the daughter says she doesn't know, they will believe that she is sleepwalking.

Jian Yihu took the opportunity to talk about An Mu's borrowing of the mobile phone. The couple are both respectable people, so of course it's not good to come to ask a child for a mobile phone in person, so she turned to Jian Yixi.

"Xixi, no matter whether that girl did it or not, she is an outsider after all. You can't turn your elbows outside. Go get your phone first, and I'll talk about the rest after I check the surveillance tomorrow."

"But I promise people... I..."

Unable to allow Jian Yixi to talk too much, Wen Qiaoyun directly found out the mobile phone number and dialed it, and the mobile phone covered Jian Yixi's ear.

"Hi, hello, sorry, I'm not the owner of the phone, if you need anything, please call back tomorrow."

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Yixi looked up at the family around her. This feeling of being forced made her uncomfortable. She wanted to refuse, but she remembered what her adoptive parents had told them before they left.

[You must listen to your parents, they have been looking for you for so many years, it is not easy. 】

Jian Yixi closed her eyes, suppressed the soreness in her heart, and opened her mouth hoarsely.

"An Mu...I'm sorry...my phone is a bit useless, can I...can I get it back now?"

"Okay, I'll send you the address."

An Mu didn't blame, and didn't ask any more questions, he just agreed so easily, which made Jian Yixi feel even more uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry An Mu..."

"It's okay, don't worry, I just want to sleep too, come and get it, it's not far from your home."

An Mu was holding Jian Yixi's cell phone while talking on the phone, while holding up his cell phone in the other hand, he was making a video. On the opposite side of the video was far away France.

An Mu's little girl was lying on the bed with her calves pinned, wearing a mask, humming a tune, and didn't speak until she hung up the phone.

"I just borrowed your mobile phone and I'm going back, isn't your classmate too picky?"

"She's not picky."

"It's not picking what is it?"

"She just can't help it."

"She is probably suffering more than anyone else at the moment."

"Huh? Then you have a mobile phone, why don't you borrow hers?"

"In order to make her... never feel uncomfortable again."