Did the same table use the beauty meter today?

Liu Yan's voice gradually weakened, and she almost collapsed on the ground. She didn't dare to meet Cheng Mo's eyes, but she couldn't help but wonder about Cheng Mo's state at this time. Fear and regret piled up in her heart. Sobbing and no other sounds.

"you can go now."

A cold voice sounded, Liu Yan and Sheng Yan looked at Cheng Mo almost at the same time.

Except for the bloodshot eyes and that bloodless face, the expression on Cheng Mo's face was still terribly calm, Sheng Yan frowned slightly, and the worry in his heart became heavier.

Liu Yan suppressed her sobbing, and looked at Cheng Mo helplessly and at a loss: "Mo..."

With a buzzing sound in his ears, Cheng Mo instinctively took out his mobile phone, searched for a long time in the recent contacts before finding the three words "Li Chengfei", and then dialed the number directly.

"Liu Yan is downstairs at my house, come and take her away."

As soon as the phone was connected, Cheng Mo spoke directly. Li Chengfei seemed to say something on the other end, but Cheng Mo couldn't hear clearly. He just felt the noise in his ear was uncomfortable. His right hand hung down, and his thumb unconsciously pressed on the breath screen button until he felt it. He didn't relax until the vibration of the phone turned off.

"Mo! Mo! Mom is wrong, don't be angry with mom, okay?"

Liu Yan rushed over suddenly and wanted to grab Cheng Mo's hand. Cheng Mo's reaction was obviously a little slow at this time, but his face changed, but before he could hide, Sheng Yan quickly grabbed Cheng Mo's hand and led him aside. bring.

Standing calmly between Liu Yan and Cheng Mo, Sheng Yan met Liu Yan's gaze and said, "Auntie..."

The temperature of another person came from the cold hand. At this moment, Cheng Mo's thoughts slowly came back from the blood-splattered ward in his memory, and his expression was in a daze. Yan stood in front of him from the back, Cheng Mo returned to his senses, and the next moment he was attracted by another strong gaze.

Liu Yan seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and was staring at him with wide eyes in shock, her eyes were red, her hands covering her mouth were trembling slightly, and she muttered: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."

"What is the truth, you can go back and find out." This is Sheng Yan's voice.

Uncomfortable being stared at by Liu Yan, Cheng Mo frowned and pulled Shengyan: "Let's go."

Although he didn't know what Sheng Yan and Liu Yan said, Cheng Mo didn't want Sheng Yan and Liu Yan to get in touch.

Hearing Cheng Mo's voice, Sheng Yan turned his head immediately, and his heart arose when he saw Cheng Mo's bloodless face. He nodded with an uneasy expression, and dragged Cheng Mo to Cheng Mo's house regardless of Liu Yan. Walk.

Cheng Mo was a little absent-minded along the way, and it was only when Sheng Yan reminded him that he remembered to take the key to open the door when he reached the door.

After entering the house, Sheng Yan recalled the layout of Cheng Mo's house and poured Cheng Mo a glass of water.

The two sat on the sofa together, neither of them spoke, and the room was so quiet that the sound of a heartbeat could be heard.

The sky was getting dark, and the light coming in from the window was getting weaker and weaker. Cheng Mo leaned on the sofa, his face was hidden in the semi-dark environment, and his figure revealed a trace of loneliness and fragility.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Yan felt his chest was hit hard, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He could feel the heaviness in Cheng Mo's heart at this moment.

Looking at the entrance, he still remembered Cheng Mo standing there silently burning incense the last time he came.Recalling what he just heard from Cheng Mo's mother, Sheng Yan's heart trembled.

suicide.

At that time, he would never have thought that Cheng Mo's grandma... committed suicide.

Moreover, Cheng Mo's mother actually attributed the reason to Cheng Mo!

Thinking of what he just heard, Sheng Yan's anger rose. He admired himself for being able to control his tone and speak well just now, so he remembered that it was Cheng Mo's mother.

When his eyes fell on Cheng Mo, Sheng Yan paused for a moment, and after a while, he said softly, "At the same table, shall I turn on the light?"

After waiting for a while without hearing Cheng Mo's reply, Sheng Yan planned to turn on the light, but Cheng Mo held his left hand tightly just as he got up.

"do not."

Sheng Yan paused.

Cheng Mo's voice was very soft. If Sheng Yan hadn't focused all his attention on Cheng Mo at this moment, he might not have heard what Cheng Mo said.

Feeling soft in his heart, Sheng Yan immediately said: "Okay, not open."

Cheng Mo's hand was still tightly holding onto his left hand and did not let go, as if he was afraid that Sheng Yan would throw it away, Sheng Yan couldn't care about whether he took advantage of Cheng Mo now, so he just held it back Cheng Mo's hands interlocked.As soon as he clenched it tightly, the strength in Cheng Mo's hand relaxed, and he quietly let him hold himself.

It's not yet autumn, and the temperature is obviously not low, but Cheng Mo's hands are cold, Sheng Yan frowned, and became even more worried.

The light was not turned on, and the light in the room was very weak. He couldn't see clearly Cheng Mo's expression at this time, so he couldn't judge Cheng Mo's state at this time, which exacerbated Sheng Yan's worry at this time.

Living in a dormitory for so long, Sheng Yan knew that Cheng Mo didn't like the dark and quiet environment like now, and Cheng Mo refused to turn on the lights, as if deliberately letting himself immerse himself in this discomfort.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yan's heart became very dull.

Just when Sheng Yan was about to say something to break the silence, the warm hand in his palm was finally taken away. Sheng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, Cheng Mo stood up suddenly and turned on the light.

The room was lit up instantly, Sheng Yan didn't care to adapt to the sudden bright light, his eyes were glued to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo's complexion was obviously worse than before going upstairs, and there was still faint cold sweat on his forehead.

"Same table?" Sheng Yan walked over immediately with a frown.

Cheng Mo shook his head: "It's okay..."

While talking, Cheng Mo clasped Sheng Yan's hand again self-consciously. After holding it, the expression on his face relaxed a little, and then he pulled Sheng Yan to the sofa and sat down. Pick up the phone that was turned off on the table and press the power button.

There is a vibration prompt when it is turned on.

Sheng Yan immediately looked away from their clenched hands, cleared the things in his mind, and focused on Cheng Mo's phone.

Several missed calls were all from Li Chengfei. Cheng Mo glanced at it and clicked into WeChat to read the message Li Chengfei sent him.

The last message was that he had brought Liu Yan home.

When Cheng Mo saw the message, he turned off his phone.

The room returned to silence.

Turn on the light, without the cover of darkness, some things become invisible, this feeling of invisible is the same for both Sheng Yan and Cheng Mo.

Seeing Cheng Mo sitting there blankly, Sheng Yan couldn't restrain the distress in his heart at all. He wanted to comfort Cheng Mo, not only holding Cheng Mo's hand, but also hugging Cheng Mo tightly.All he has been thinking about for the past two days is confession, so much so that he really can't pretend to be a normal friend to hug Cheng Mo, but now is obviously not a good time to confess. At this moment, he I don't want to add any shock to Cheng Mo, and I don't want Cheng Mo to think about some headaches in this state.

At this moment, Cheng Mo's inner entanglement was not much less than that of Sheng Yan. Regarding the scene downstairs just now, he felt that he had to explain to Sheng Yan that he didn't really want to hide anything from Sheng Yan. He just didn't want to talk about it, if Sheng Yan didn't see it, he didn't need to say it specifically, but now that Sheng Yan has seen it, of course he wants to explain it to Sheng Yan, but he doesn't know how to say it.

Ms. Hu's death has always been a knot in Cheng Mo's heart. Even though he knew that he should face it head-on, Cheng Mo's handling method has always been to avoid it, and what Liu Yan said just now almost made Cheng Mo escape. As long as he closes his eyes, he can recall the scene of that day.

Cheng Mo couldn't even force himself to get out of the past, let alone settle down and think about how to explain it to Sheng Yan.

The more you want to escape from a certain state, the easier it is to fall into that state.

"Hu Xinlan must be mad at you too!"

Liu Yan's words resounded in her mind, and Cheng Mo's face turned pale.

Sheng Yan immediately sensed something was wrong: "At the same table, what's wrong?"

Cheng Mo shook his head lightly, as if he could smell the bloody smell that night again in his nose, Cheng Mo closed his eyes, leaned gently towards Sheng Yan, rested his head on Sheng Yan's shoulder, his voice was subdued and Helpless: "Sheng Yan, I killed her..."

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