Let go of that white moonlight

An Xin was so anxious that there was nothing she could do, so she could only kneel in front of Jiang Minghao, and hugged him tightly with all her strength to prevent him from hurting herself.

What happened to Jiang Minghao?

An Xin has never seen Jiang Minghao lose his composure like this before. The expression on his face can only be described as ferocious. It is terrifying like a ghost. The originally gentle and handsome facial features are almost distorted at this moment, but the strange thing is that An Xin doesn't feel like this. Jiang Minghao was terrified, and there was only deep worry in his heart.

At this time, how could he remember his anger and sadness, so he could only hug Jiang Minghao tightly with all his heart to prevent him from hurting himself.

Jiang Minghao's emotions have gotten a little out of control. He is struggling desperately to push An Xin away, to keep hitting the coffee table, the wall, the cabinet...anything is fine, as long as it can relieve his headache a little, even if his head is broken and bloody, he will don't care.

But how could An Xin just watch his head bleed, the first few times when he saw Jiang Minghao hit the coffee table, it was enough to make him tremble with fear, even if Jiang Minghao hit his head with his head so that his shoulders were almost paralyzed, They didn't dare to relax at all, relying on this perseverance alone, persisted for nearly an hour, and the two of them changed from leaning on the sofa to rolling on the floor of the living room, their hair was disheveled, and their clothes were almost torn. At that place, that appearance is as embarrassing as you want.

Finally, An Xin felt that the person in his arms had calmed down, no longer struggled, no longer collided, he carefully let go of one hand, poked Jiang Minghao's face with his fingers, and whispered: "Xueba? How are you?"

However, Xueba maintained the highest quality of silence, and An Xin poked him several times, but he didn't respond at all. An Xin was startled, and subconsciously checked Jiang Minghao's breath... Huh, still breathing, scared to death He is gone!

Jiang Minghao was tormented by the terrible headache and passed out, and An Xin was also exhausted. As soon as Jiang Minghao stopped, he immediately lay down on the ground exhausted, panting for breath.

Could it be that Xueba is bewitched?After all, what kind of system, rebirth, these mysterious things made him bump into it, it seems that it is not impossible for Xueba to be evil?

An Xin was panting for breath while her brain was wide open, and when her breath became stable, she carried Jiang Minghao back to the guest room half-embraced and half-dragged, and put him on the bed, and then he was greatly relieved.

"Xueba, Xueba, are you bewitched, or are you sick? Why are the symptoms so mysterious? It's like in some novels, someone controls the brain. It's weird..." An Xin Muttering incessantly, after making sure that Jiang Minghao was well, he exited the guest room, sat alone in the living room, and continued to hold the small wooden box and black leather diary left by his mother in a daze, not knowing what he should do for a while.

"How should I tell grandpa and uncle about this? Grandma definitely can't tell, it's too exciting..." An Xin continued to mutter, but her brain didn't seriously think of a solution, just kept repeating " What should I do, what can I do" endless loop, in order to numb myself, so as not to drive myself mad again.

You must stabilize your emotions... you must stabilize your emotions...

However, the more I think about it, the more An Xin feels that deep in the brain, there seems to be a point that is throbbing with pain. That feeling is like an electric shock point. If you poke it, it will shock you. After a while, the pain becomes more and more severe, but you still can't control your hand that is looking for abuse...

"Well……"

"Host, stop thinking! If you are afraid of losing control of your emotions, then don't think about anything! Go cook in the kitchen, clean the house, or go for a run outside...it's all good, don't use your brain!" The warning echoed in An Xin's mind. An Xin should have thought the sound was noisy, but strangely, it made him gradually calm down.

Although it will not return to normal, it is enough for his brain to recover a bit of clarity, An Xin rushed out of the house without hesitation, left in the community for 10 minutes, and ran until he was almost out of breath, and finally I felt that my brain had regained clarity, and the pain from the electric shock finally dissipated without a trace.

"Huh...huh...huh..." Ma Da, using crazy running to save his brain, this method is also novel enough, from now on, he can no longer directly look at the words of a strong mind and simple limbs.

An Xin doesn't want to think about anything now, she just feels exhausted physically and mentally, and doesn't even have the desire to complain in her head. She dragged her heavy steps back home, and then found that she forgot to bring her keys when she ran out.

An Xin: "..." Damn it, can it get better?Xueba doesn't know how long he will sleep...

Just when An Xin was dazed and full of depression, the door in front of her suddenly opened, and Jiang Minghao's slightly pale handsome face appeared in front of her.

"...You're awake! Is your head still hurting?" An Xin rushed in the door hurriedly, rushed to the sofa and lay down flat, only then did she feel that she had finally come back to life, and at the same time, she was not idle.

"Xueba, what's the matter with your headache? Is it really a disease?"

"I'm not sick." Jiang Minghao's voice was a little deeper than usual, and his mood seemed a little depressed.

"What the hell is going on then?"

"It's not the first time I've had a headache like this. Every time this happens, it's because I feel... I'm about to lose control. The more I struggle, the worse the headache..."

An Xin: "..."

This situation is similar to his own. He and Xueba are really brothers and sisters, and they can't be more destined.