Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

The expression on Ji Xiaohuan's face suddenly sank.

He stood there, looking at Yan Minhui who was standing beside the cabinet without moving, and Yan Minhui was also looking at him.

At this time, Kuang Mu poked his head and called softly: "Brother? Why don't you pour water..."

It was only now that Ji Xiaohuan came back to his senses, he moved his fingertips hanging by his side, and said without turning his head: "Let's go."

After speaking, he strode past Yan Minhui and walked out.

The place where the water is received is just a little in front of the corridor. There is a fully automatic automatic water outlet machine. There are four or five places where water can be received. There are many people in the place, and you need to queue up to pick up the water.

Some people hold a large thermos and can connect it for 1 minute, so the line gets longer and longer.

Ji Xiaohuan took a disposable paper cup and walked to the last position, waiting for the people in front to finish receiving the water.

Yan Minhui also followed, she stood at the door of the ward and looked at Ji Xiaohuan, pinching the clothes tightly in her hands, even her slender nails got stuck in the flesh.

The place where the water was received was just facing the window sill, and the mottled tree shade outside the window blocked most of the sunlight, and just a few strands of the missing light were projected onto Ji Xiaohuan's body, with the folded shadows of leaves.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a school uniform, his upper body was dirty by Kuang Mu's spit, and now he has taken it off, inside is a pure white turtleneck sweater, and underneath are blue and white school uniform pants.

Standing under the light and shadow, he had a handsome face and a tall and straight figure like a mountain pine and cypress covered with thin snow. There was some coldness all over his body, but even standing in the crowd was unreasonable.

Even the old lady in hospital gown next to her kept her head up and stared at him.

Yan Minhui looked at Ji Xiaohuan, her eyes gradually turned red.

The Ji Xiaohuan in front of her was so unreal, it made her a little dazed.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen Ji Xiaohuan.

It seems to be four years, it seems to be five years...

When she saw Ji Xiaohuan last time, he hadn't grown that tall, but a young Qingzhi with a full face, and his personality was more impulsive.

Because of Yan Minhui's insistence on divorcing Ji Mingyi, he would smash the most expensive antique porcelain vase in his family, then point at Yan Minhui with a piece of porcelain in his hand with red eyes, and say to her through gritted teeth.

"Yan Minhui, if you dare to go with that man today, I will never recognize you again in my life!"

At that time Ji Xiaohuan was only 13 years old, his eyebrows and eyes were not as sharp and handsome as he is now, his face was full of anger like a little wild wolf who was pissed off, although he was a ferocious beast, but because of his young age, he couldn't even speak out. There is no boldness in the words.

He held the tile tightly in his hand, and the sharp edge cut into Ji Xiaohuan's palm, blood trickled down Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips and slid onto the carpet.

But Yan Minhui still pulled the luggage expressionlessly, turned around and left, and then she heard Ji Xiaohuan throw the tile behind her, and said in a ruthless voice from behind her: "Yan Minhui, from now on you and There is no relationship between me anymore."

"You remember!"

Ji Xiaohuan gritted his teeth for the last few words, and after he finished speaking, he overturned the wine cabinet next to him.

There was a loud bang.

Those valuable red wines collected by Yan Minhui were all broken on the ground, the deep red wine flowed all over the ground like fresh blood, and Ji Xiaohuan's intense hatred filled the whole room with a pungent smell of wine room.

Yan Minhui didn't even pause, she pulled the suitcase out of the gate, closed the door, stepped down the three steps in high heels, walked out of the garden along the corridor she had walked up countless times, and then stepped on Enter the black car driven by the driver of Kuang's family outside the garden gate.

Since then, she has never seen Ji Xiaohuan again.

It's not that she doesn't want to see Ji Xiaohuan, but every time she thinks of him, she will think of the hateful words Ji Xiaohuan said back then.

Especially after Ji Mingyi died.

She couldn't see Ji Xiaohuan even more, she was afraid that when Ji Xiaohuan saw her, the hatred in his eyes when he looked at his biological mother was like looking at a father-killing enemy.

But now Yan Minhui looked at the tall, handsome child standing under the light, and realized for the first time that Ji Xiaohuan had changed too much in these years.

Also grew up a lot.

He is not only outstanding in appearance, but also good at studying.

When he was on the podium in the auditorium just now, he was confident and calm when he spoke. It can be said that he was full of brilliance. All the parents were looking at him and envied this child.

She even vaguely heard some people in the audience say to her son: "Look at him, he looks good and studies well, and he doesn't know how his parents teach him, look at you again, oh... .”

Only then did Yan Minhui realize that it was her child.

It was she who gave birth to the child...

She is his parent, his mother.

He has no one to teach and no one to care about him. He has gone through a lot of wind and rain, but he still grows up like a tall and straight sapling. .

At this time, Ji Xiaohuan finished drinking the water, turned around and met Yan Minhui's eyes.

His eyes were no longer full of hatred as Yan Minhui thought, but looked at Yan Minhui lightly, without any emotion or friendship.

"Huan'er." Yan Minhui walked in front of Ji Xiaohuan, stopping Ji Xiaohuan's progress.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.

"Huan'er, I..." Yan Minhui's mouth trembled, and those eyes painted with light brown color looked at Ji Xiaohuan lightly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Mrs. Kuang, please call me by my full name." Ji Xiaohuan was much taller than Yan Minhui, he didn't even bother to lower his eyes to look at Yan Minhui, he just said word by word: "My surname is Ji. "

Yan Minhui's mouth trembled even more when she heard Ji Xiaohuan say this. She raised her hand to grab Ji Xiaohuan's wrist, but her fingertips trembled and she retracted her hand. In the end, her Adam's apple just rolled Said: "Huan'er, I want to talk to you."

Ji Xiaohuan gave her a cold look and said, "I still have something to do, if you have anything to say, tell me right now."

The indifference and unkindness on Ji Xiaohuan's body were like sea water rushing to the sky, which could almost push Yan Minhui a thousand meters away. Yan Minhui clenched her fists, took a deep breath and asked, "You and Xiao Mu, what are you doing now? Are you reconciled?"

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his eyes when he heard these words, his dark eyes looked at Yan Minhui, his lips moved twice and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

After finishing talking, Ji Xiaohuan had to bypass Yan Minhui and was about to leave. Ji Xiaohuan's strides were long, and Yan Minhui needed to trot for two steps to catch up with Ji Xiaohuan.

So she grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's arm again at the door of the ward, lowered her voice and called out: "Huan'er, what do you want?"

Ji Xiaohuan's eyes suddenly sank, he shook off Yan Minhui's hand, and looked at Yan Minhui steadfastly.

The location of the two people is a little close to Kuang Mu's ward. If the voice is louder, the content of what the two of them are talking can be heard by Kuang Mu in the room.

So Yan Minhui lowered her voice and continued: "Huan'er, you can tell me directly what you want, but Kuang Mu...he is different from you, if you want to get something from him Whatever you get, you can tell me directly, if Kuang Jinshan knows about this matter between you and Kuang Mu, he will definitely not let you go."

Yan Minhui hadn't spoken to Ji Xiaohuan for a long time, and she spoke to him suddenly, especially when facing Ji Xiaohuan's cold eyes, she was afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would turn around and leave, saying that she was still incoherent, and she couldn't I don't know what to say.

But she still tried her best to speak every word, especially when she mentioned Kuang Jinshan, her voice was trembling.

"Huan'er, if Kuang Jinshan knows that you are by Kuang Mu's side, he will really not let you go..." Yan Minhui said again eagerly.

However, Ji Xiaohuan's expression darkened a little bit after Yan Minhui's words, and he squeezed the paper cup with his fingers very hard.

with a snap.

The disposable cup was completely crushed by Ji Xiaohuan, hot boiling water flowed down between Ji Xiaohuan's fingers, and wisps of water flowed onto the ground, soaking the ground.

And Ji Xiaohuan looked at Yan Minhui with cold eyes as if he didn't feel it at all.

Yan Minhui's eyes paused for a moment, she lowered her head to look at Ji Xiaohuan's reddened hands, took a breath of cold air, her face became ugly in an instant, she took Ji Xiaohuan's hand and said: "Huan'er, you hand, I'll go to the doctor."

However, Ji Xiaohuan forcefully stroked Yan Minhui's hand away. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and inserted it into his pocket. The veins on his wrist were violently bulging. He approached Yan Minhui step by step, exuding fierce An intimidating aura.

Yan Minhui looked up at the coldness on Ji Xiaohuan's face, and felt a little scared for a while.

She lowered her voice and called out, "Huan'er."

As if he didn't hear it, Ji Xiaohuan approached Yan Minhui step by step, until he forced Yan Minhui to a position against the wall, he tilted his head and let out a low laugh.

"I do have something I want, as long as you can help me achieve it, I can leave Kuangmu."

Yan Minhui frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

"I want..." Ji Xiaohuan approached with a smile, and said in a low and ruthless voice: "I want you to kill Kuang Jinshan, I want him to die, and then you go to jail... ...."

Ji Xiaohuan's voice filled Yan Minhui's ears coldly, as if the cold had penetrated into her ears, Yan Minhui shivered from the cold, and immediately pushed Ji Xiaohuan away.

Yan Minhui's eyes widened in anger, she pointed at Ji Xiaohuan and said, "What are you talking about?!"

"Can't do it?" Ji Xiaohuan smiled crookedly while being pushed, and then his face suddenly darkened and said, "Shut up if you can't do it, Yan Minhui, who are you to me? What do you have?" Right to ask me?!"

When Yan Minhui heard Ji Xiaohuan's words, her angry face immediately collapsed. She was flustered by Ji Xiaohuan, but she didn't know what to say at all.

At this time, the doctor who just prepared the medicine pushed the small iron trolley and walked to the door. He stood in front of the door and glanced at the two people suspiciously. nodded.

The doctor turned around and entered the ward, and Ji Xiaohuan followed him with a blank expression.

In the room, Kuang Mu half sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed with a pale face.

He glanced at the doctor first, and when his eyes touched Ji Xiaohuan who was behind the doctor, the expression on his face changed.

He raised his hand to let Ji Xiaohuan hold his hand, and called out with trembling lips: "Brother..."

Ji Xiaohuan immediately walked to the bed in two big strides.

He moved his right hand in his pocket, but in the end he still didn't take it out. He just took a step back and said to Kuang Mu, "Let the doctor give you an injection first."

Kuang Mu obediently withdrew his hand back, and then the doctor began to wipe his right hand with alcohol swabs.

The alcohol cotton was rubbed on the back of his hand, and it was cold and cold. Looking at the sharp and sharp needle, Kuang Mu became afraid again.

He sniffed, and called out to Ji Xiaohuan again: "Brother, can you come over..."

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan take two steps forward. He sat by the bed, touched Kuang Mu's head with his left hand, covered Kuang Mu's eyes with his palm, and said to the doctor, "Let's fight."

Kuang Mu trembled all over, and closed his eyes tremblingly, his eyelashes trembling uneasily in fear.

Until the doctor finished the injection, packed up his things and left.

Kuang Mu paused for a while, then raised his head with red eyes, and said softly, "Brother, you just said it for 2 minutes..."

"kindness."

Kuang Mu bit his lip and said, "Then next time, don't make me wait too long, okay, I... I'm a little scared to wait..."

"There were a lot of people in line just now." Ji Xiaohuan stroked Kuang Mu's hair.

Kuang Mu leaned against the bed, watching Ji Xiaohuan stopped talking, and Ji Xiaohuan also sat sideways on the side of the bed, looking at the scenery outside the window of the ward, his eyes were gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Kuang Mu looked around and suddenly felt something was wrong, he raised his eyebrows and asked Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother, where is the water you poured?"

Ji Xiaohuan's eyes paused, he turned his head to look at Kuang Mu, then looked at the bedside table, as if he just realized this, he stood up and said, "I'm going to pour it now."

"Brother." Kuang Mu stopped him at once, he frowned at Ji Xiaohuan's hand in his pocket, and then involuntarily grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's wrist in his pocket.

He sat up, raised his head without blinking his eyes, but looked at Ji Xiaohuan stubbornly and said, "Brother, my hands are cold, can you hold my hand?"

"Okay, wait for a while." After speaking, Ji Xiaohuan turned around and was about to leave.

Kuang Mu didn't let go of his hand, but he held Ji Xiaohuan even tighter with his fingers, refusing to let Ji Xiaohuan go.

Ji Xiaohuan also looked back at him and said, "Be obedient."

Kuang Mu's hands trembled, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and he lowered his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Minhui brought the doctor in.

Kuang Mu's expression froze in an instant, and Ji Xiaohuan's face also darkened.

Yan Minhui walked into the room, without looking at the faces of Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu, she just pointed to Ji Xiaohuan and said something to the doctor in a low voice, and then she took her bag and sat down in the ward. on the stool.

The doctor immediately walked up to Ji Xiaohuan and said, "Hello, just now the lady said that your right hand was burned and needs to be bandaged. Please take out your hand and let me have a look."

Ji Xiaohuan's hands were tightly clenched into fists in his pockets, and he said in a cold voice, "I'm not injured, so I don't need to look."

After saying that, Ji Xiaohuan left with a cold face.

At this time, a cold hand reached into Ji Xiaohuan's pocket and held Ji Xiaohuan's hot hand. The coolness was like a small ice cube, which just extinguished the pain in Ji Xiaohuan's palm. piping hot.

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head, and saw that Kuang Mu Mingming was still very uncomfortable, but he leaned over very hard, and his left hand, which hadn't been injected, was trying hard to reach into Ji Xiaohuan's pocket, like a hand reaching for something. kitten.

Kuang Mu touched Ji Xiaohuan's hand, looked at Ji Xiaohuan with those watery eyes, and asked with red eyes: "Brother, why are your hands burned..."

Ji Xiaohuan raised his left hand and touched his head, saying, "I'm fine."

"Then show the doctor..."

Seeing that Kuang Mu's voice changed again, Ji Xiaohuan sighed deeply, sat back on the hospital bed, and stretched his hand out of his pocket helplessly.

Ji Xiaohuan's hands were burnt red, from the back of the hand to the palm of the hand, it was very red, and blisters appeared on the fingertips, it looked shocking.

Kuang Mu felt a pain in his heart, he moved his butt towards Ji Xiaohuan's position, almost getting involved in the hanging needle hanging in his hand, Ji Xiaohuan immediately pressed his leg and said, "Don't move around."

Kuang Mu's body was uncomfortable, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, and Ji Xiaohuan gave him this fierce blow, tears overflowed his eyes, and he watched Ji Xiaohuan's tears of grievance fall down his face drop by drop.

Ji Xiaohuan immediately sat closer to him, so that Kuang Mu could clearly see the situation on his hand, he raised his uninjured hand, wiped Kuang Mu's tears, and lowered his voice and said to Kuang Mu: " Don't cry."

"You just went out for a while, why did you burn yourself..." Kuang Mu asked in a crying voice.

"I didn't take the water well."

"Does that hurt..."

"No pain."

Hearing Ji Xiaohuan say it doesn't hurt, the doctor raised his eyes to look at Ji Xiaohuan, then lowered his head to look at Ji Xiaohuan's scar and frowned, and subconsciously began to report the condition; "The burn area is a bit large, and …”

"Doctor." Ji Xiaohuan directly interrupted the doctor.

The doctor raised his head to look at Ji Xiaohuan, but saw that when Ji Xiaohuan was looking at him, his pupils slightly glanced towards Kuangmu.

"And what..." Kuang Mu raised his face, not even bothering to wipe the tears on his face, and asked eagerly.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's not very hot. I'll take him out and get some medicine later."

After speaking, the doctor walked up to Yan Minhui and began to report the situation to Yan Minhui in a low voice.

Ji Xiaohuan's burn was not as mild as what the doctor and Kuang Mu told him.

He had blisters on his hands, so he had to pop the blisters, squeeze out the thick water inside, and then take medicine regularly every day.

It will take at least a month to heal, and it is not sure whether it will leave scars or not.

While listening to the doctor recounting the situation to herself in a low voice, Yan Minhui looked at the two people on the hospital bed.

Ji Xiaohuan's injured hand was spread out on his knee. That hand was red and purple and looked very painful. Even the doctor told Yan Minhui that the burn was very painful, but Ji Xiaohuan still had a faint expression, as if he was hurt. Not like his hands.

On the other hand, Kuang Mu, with a small face wrinkled into a ball, was so sad that it looked like he was the one who was hurt.

He poked his head around and looked at Ji Xiaohuan's injured hand, wishing he could put his face on Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

Maybe it was because he was so distressed, he blew on Ji Xiaohuan's hand with red eyes, like a puppy, after blowing twice, he raised his head to look at Ji Xiaohuan, and asked with teary eyes. He: "Does it hurt..."

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and looked at Kuang Mu, his gaze followed Kuang Mu's movements.

Seeing that Kuang Mu's restless appearance was about to hit the needle bottle again, he raised his hand and pressed Kuang Mu's slender waist with his palm, pressed Kuang Mu's upper body into his arms, and raised his hand to wipe his face. Tears, said: "It doesn't hurt, don't cry."

Seeing this scene, Yan Minhui felt very dazzling.

Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu now look very much like when the two of them were young, they are as close, as harmonious, but they are not like that time...

Something seems to have changed in the middle...

Yan Minhui couldn't tell what had changed.

She closed her eyes and her mind was full of chaos. After many things before, she slowly cleared up the context.

For example, why did Kuang Mu insist on going to Luoya High School to study, and why did Kuang Mu suddenly treat her and Kuang Jinshan so coldly...

There was a very strong relationship between Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan when they were young, and that relationship lasted for nearly ten years, very pure and flawless.

But now the relationship between Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan is different from before, there should be hatred between the two of them.

Kuang Mu may not have it, but Ji Xiaohuan definitely has it.

If Yan Minhui was Kuang Mu's biological mother, seeing that Kuang Mu was treating Ji Xiaohuan so wholeheartedly and foolishly, she would definitely go up and drag Kuang Mu up, and tell Kuang Mu that you should stay away from this person. You, then take Kuang Mu away regardless of Kuang Mu's noise.

But she is not Kuang Mu's biological mother, she is Ji Xiaohuan's biological mother.

But if she wasn't Kuang Mu's stepmother now, she would drag Ji Xiaohuan and say angrily, that person is the son of your enemy, what do you want to be so close to him?Have you forgotten what his father did to you?

But now, what could Yan Minhui say and do in this situation?

"Ms. Yan, Ms. Yan?" The doctor called Yan Minhui twice, and Yan Minhui regained consciousness.

She lowered her head and sighed lightly, nodded and said, "I see, you can deal with it."

The doctor walked up to Ji Xiaohuan and asked Ji Xiaohuan to follow him to the consultation room for treatment.

Kuang Mu grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's clothes with his fingers, looked at Ji Xiaohuan reluctantly, his eyes were filled with "he doesn't want Ji Xiaohuan to go", but due to the injury on Ji Xiaohuan's hand, Kuang Mu finally Still slowly loosened Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

Ji Xiaohuan supported Kuang Mu's back to make Kuang Mu lie down safely, then turned around and left.

The room became quiet all of a sudden, only Yan Minhui and Kuang Mu were there.

Yan Minhui walked up to Kuang Mu on high heels, and called Kuang Mu, "Xiao Mu."

Kuang Mu was lying on the bed, looking at her without blinking.

Those eyes were full of friendship just now when they faced Ji Xiaohuan, crying and clingy so softly.

But when he looked at Yan Minhui, even though there were still tears in his eyes, there was a cold chill.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Yan Minhui asked.

Kuang Mu shook his head.

Yan Minhui didn't bother to play tricks with Kuang Mu anymore, she closed her eyes, sighed heavily and said, "You'll come home with me later."

Then Kuang Mu turned his head to look at Yan Minhui, he frowned slightly, opened his mouth and said, "I..."

"I won't tell your dad." Yan Minhui interrupted Kuang Mu directly, and then she closed her eyes and said, "But if you don't go home tonight, Aunt Sun and the driver may know about it." matter."

Once Kuang Mu heard what Yan Minhui said, he stopped refuting.

After a while, Ji Xiaohuan came back after dressing up.

Yan Minhui glanced at Ji Xiaohuan, turned around and sat back on the chair in the ward.

Ji Xiaohuan sat beside Kuang Mu's bed.

As soon as Kuang Mu saw Ji Xiaohuan, his eyes lit up again, he took Ji Xiaohuan's injured wrist, first looked carefully, and then he blushed and said to Ji Xiaohuan what.

Ji Xiaohuan touched his face, wiped his tears again, then put his uninjured hand into Kuang Mu's quilt and rubbed his stomach, like scratching the belly of a kitten .

Kuang Mu held Ji Xiaohuan's hands and his happy eyes were crooked. He closed his eyes peacefully and began to feel drowsy.

They waited until it was dark, Kuang Mu finished the injection and fell asleep again, and the three of them left the hospital.

Kuang Mu was still a little weak, Ji Xiaohuan walked in front while supporting his shoulders, while Yan Minhui walked in the back alone.

When the three of them reached the gate of the hospital and it was time to part ways, Ji Xiaohuan stopped and turned sideways to zip up Kuang Mu's clothes.

Kuang Mu pulled the corner of Ji Xiaohuan's clothes, took two small steps towards Ji Xiaohuan, and then called out tearfully: "Brother..."

Ji Xiaohuan could see that Kuang Mu wanted to rub into his arms, but he was afraid because of Yan Minhui.

So Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and hugged Kuang Mu into his arms.

He patted Kuang Mu's back lightly, and whispered in his ear, "I'm going home tomorrow, don't cry."

Kuang Mu huddled in Ji Xiaohuan's arms, Ji Xiaohuan's body temperature was scorching hot, which made him feel a lot more relieved in the cold spring night.

Kuang Mu pinched the clothes around Ji Xiaohuan's waist with both hands, nodded obediently, and tried his best to say: "En..."

Ji Xiaohuan let go of Kuang Mu's hand, turned around and walked towards the opposite side.

The hospital was a little far from Kuang Mu's house, Kuang Mu and Yan Minhui wanted to take a taxi back, but Ji Xiaohuan wanted to go out for a walk first, so he walked along the path alone.

There are not many people coming and going on that small road, and the trees on both sides of the road have not yet sprouted. Now it looks bare, and the road is deep and secluded.

Ji Xiaohuan was only wearing a thin sweater, his figure looked a little lonely and thin from a distance, and the shadow under his feet was very long and long under the streetlights.

The people around him walked together in groups of twos and threes, but he was the only one who kept walking forward and forward.

Looking at this scene, Yan Minhui's eyes became sore for some reason.

She stood there and watched Ji Xiaohuan's back quietly, but saw Ji Xiaohuan was hit by a little boy running on the road when he walked to the sidewalk.

The little boy bumped into Ji Xiaohuan's lap, sat down on the ground and cried.

Ji Xiaohuan paused, bent down and wanted to help the little boy up, but before his hands could touch the little boy's body, the little boy's mother rushed out and pushed Ji Xiaohuan away hands, hugging the little boy.

While patting the little boy on the back, she coaxed the little boy a few times, and while her face flushed with anger, she didn't know what to say to Ji Xiaohuan angrily, and then she stomped her feet to move forward.

The sidewalk was a bit narrow, Ji Xiaohuan lowered his eyes, turned sideways and gave way.

It was obviously a very common scene, but this scene pierced Yan Minhui's heart like a knife.

Yan Minhui's hands were tightly pinched by her side, she stood on the side of the road with red eyes, rolled her throat twice, and suddenly shouted: "Huan'er!"

But Ji Xiaohuan had already walked to the opposite side of the road, I don't know if he heard it, but he didn't look back.

Just in time, a taxi stopped in front of them and honked the horn to signal them to get on, but Yan Minhui bypassed the taxi and ran two steps forward.

She was wearing high heels, which made it very inconvenient for her to run, and there were many speeding cars on the surrounding roads.

Yan Minhui had tears in her eyes, and the tears made her unable to see the cars around her clearly. There were only countless twinkling halos in her eyes, and that lonely figure from her back.

That back figure has always been walking forward alone, from the small figure at the age of 13 to the present.

Yan Minhui ran across the road.

The sound of honking the horn on the side of the road was beeping, and there was even the sound of cursing from the driver.

"I don't want to live anymore!"

"Damn, rush to reincarnate!"

"Fuck!"

.......

Yan Minhui couldn't hear the words around her at all, she ran to the opposite side of the road, chasing after Ji Xiaohuan all the way, shouting in a crying voice: "Huan'er! Huan'er!"

This time Ji Xiaohuan must have heard it, but he still didn't stop.

Yan Minhui gritted her teeth, sprained her feet twice, but still ran to Ji Xiaohuan with great force, and stopped Ji Xiaohuan.

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan pause, and looked at Yan Minhui coldly.

In Ji Xiaohuan's memory, although Yan Minhui appeared soft and weak, she seldom cried.

Especially when she and Ji Mingyi divorced, Ji Mingyi cried for several days and nights when he was so sad that he drank alcohol to relieve his sorrow, but Yan Minhui had a cold face and did not shed a single tear.

Even when she learned of Ji Mingyi's death, she never cried.

But now Yan Minhui was crying, her eye makeup was washed away by tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked very embarrassed.

"Huan'er." She called Ji Xiaohuan, her lips trembled and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything out of crying.

In the past six years, she had never seen her child, and the sudden feeling of loss almost overwhelmed her.

Yan Minhui looked at the young man who was much taller than her, and subconsciously raised her trembling hand to caress Ji Xiaohuan's face.

Ji Xiaohuan took a step back with a cold face, and asked, "Is there anything else Mrs. Kuang needs to do?"

Yan Minhui was heartbroken by his "Mrs. Kuang". At this moment, all kinds of emotions came to her. She felt guilty and painful. To drown her.

She cried and raised her hands to touch her son, but her son looked at her coldly and refused to let her touch it.

She turned to look at Ji Xiaohuan's thin clothes again, as if she just saw Ji Xiaohuan today, she cried and asked him: "Huan'er, are you cold, why are you wearing so little clothes? ..."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and tears fell drop by drop, then she wiped her eyes, and quickly took off her coat, just like when Ji Xiaohuan was young, she wanted to wear it under Ji Xiaohuan's coat body, to shield her child from wind and rain.

But when she really took off her coat, raised her hands high, and was about to drape the clothes over Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders, only then did she realize that her child had already grown so tall... .

He was no longer that naive child, and he was no longer the child who would hide behind her when it was cold.

He could no longer fit her clothes.

And he doesn't need her anymore...

作者有话要说：感谢在2021122421：11：47～2021122521：58：22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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