Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Kuang Mu is still soft-hearted towards Ji Xiaohuan.

He didn't agree to let Ji Xiaohuan live in his house, but turned his head with a sullen face, and walked home without saying a word.

Ji Xiaohuan walked all the way behind him, Kuang Mu lowered his head and could even hear Ji Xiaohuan's footsteps.

Ji Xiaohuan's steps have always been very long, if Kuang Mu wants to walk with Ji Xiaohuan, Kuang Mu needs to walk very fast to keep up with Ji Xiaohuan.

But now Ji Xiaohuan obviously slowed down his pace, following Kuang Mu's pace and slowly walking behind.

In the evening, Ji Xiaohuan returned home with Kuang Mu. As soon as Xiao Xingxing and Xiaobai saw Ji Xiaohuan coming home, they rushed to Ji Xiaohuan's side excitedly, and meowed at Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan squatted down and touched the heads of the two cats, raised his head and wanted to say something to Kuang Mu, but saw that Kuang Mu had already changed his shoes and walked straight into the bedroom, closing the door.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, there was a light knock on the door of Kuang Mu's room.

Kuang Mu put down the mobile phone in his hand, looked at the closed door, and did not speak.

After a while, the door was knocked twice again.

Kuang Mu was silent for a while, and gave a low acknowledgment as a response.

Ji Xiaohuan pushed open the door and walked in with a glass of milk in his hand. He sat beside Kuang Mu's bed and handed the milk to Kuang Mu's hand.

Kuang Mu just looked at the glass of milk without raising his hand.

The milk in Ji Xiaohuan's hand was a little hot, he put the milk on the bedside table, and said to Kuang Mu: "Drink the milk before going to bed at night, you will sleep better."

Kuang Mu squeezed the bed sheet tightly with his hands, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

If Ji Xiaohuan had treated him like this back then, he would have smiled happily, but now he doesn't dare to ask for it...

Ji Xiaohuan saw a strand of hair drooping on Kuang Mu's cheek, he raised his hand to caress Kuang Mu's face, trying to brush that hair away.

Kuang Mu spoke at this time: "I'm going to sleep, you can sleep in the next room."

Then Kuang Mu leaned back, pulled up the quilt and lay down, closed his eyes, wrapped himself tightly, like a small rice dumpling, and silently refused to talk to Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan withdrew his hand, sat by the bed and looked at Kuang Mu silently.

After a while, Kuang Mu heard Ji Xiaohuan say: "Take a good rest, I'm right next door, call me if you need anything."

Then Ji Xiaohuan stood up, turned off the headlight, and turned on the night light for Kuang Mu. After finishing all this, Ji Xiaohuan walked out softly and closed the door.

As soon as the door of Kuang Mu's bedroom was closed, the soft expression on Ji Xiaohuan's face disappeared without a trace.

With a grim expression, he opened the window of the living room, sat on the sofa in the living room, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, held them between his fingers, and smoked one after another.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, only the moonlight quietly shone in from the window.

Ji Xiaohuan was surrounded by smoke, and looked at the TV wall in front of him with deep eyes.

At this time Xiaobai ran over, squatted beside Ji Xiaohuan, raised his paw and pulled Ji Xiaohuan's leg.

Ji Xiaohuan's eyes didn't change, he just put his hands down and stroked Xiaobai's head.

Xiaobai rubbed his head under Ji Xiaohuan's palm.

As soon as Xiao Xingxing saw Xiao Bai being touched, he immediately ran over and rubbed his head on Ji Xiaohuan's ankle.

At this time, Ji Xiaohuan's cell phone on the coffee table rang, Ji Xiaohuan picked up the phone and took a look, his eyes flashed when he saw the sender, and he clicked on the text message immediately.

Little Xingxing saw that Ji Xiaohuan's hand was about to touch his head, but he took it back.

It retracted its body aggrieved, and looked at Ji Xiaohuan with a pair of big eyes complaining.

The person who sent the message to Ji Xiaohuan was a top domestic psychiatrist whom he entrusted a friend to find in the past two days, but this doctor is temporarily on a business trip abroad, so Ji Xiaohuan can only explain the situation on his mobile phone these days.

The doctor is very busy and always responds to messages from time to time.

In addition, there is a twelve-hour time difference between home and abroad, so Ji Xiaohuan needs to pay attention to his mobile phone 24 hours a day. These days, Ji Xiaohuan has hardly slept well.

Send a text message over there to ask.

— Do you have his diagnostic list?I need to find out.

Ji Xiaohuan put the phone on the coffee table, opened the cabinet under the coffee table with one hand, and took out a psychological diagnosis list from it.

The room was dimly lit, and Ji Xiaohuan turned on the flash to take a picture and send it over.

Seeing that the progress bar of sending the photos reached [-]%, Ji Xiaohuan rubbed his face with both hands, leaned back on the sofa and took a deep breath, his whole body exuded a dull desire.

Today, he is even more helpless than when he was trapped in a dark prison.

Kuang Mu was drunk that night, and Ji Xiaohuan found this psychological diagnosis list while sitting in the living room.

So Ji Xiaohuan sat here all night, smoking cigarettes all night.

There is something wrong with Kuang Mu's psychology.

This problem had first appeared when Kuang Mu was 17 years old. At that time, Ji Xiaohuan could vaguely feel Kuang Mu's excessive paranoia towards him.

But now that Kuang Mu is 25 years old, he is more able to hide his emotions than when he was 17 years old. If Ji Xiaohuan hadn't seen the diagnosis sheet, he really thought that Kuang Mu was already healed.

Half an hour later, a text message came back from the phone.

——The situation on this diagnosis list is a bit one-sided. He should have gone to the clinic many times. What about the other lists?

--I can not find.

Ji Xiaohuan replied.

After a while Ji Xiaohuan remembered something again, he walked to the TV cabinet and took out Kuang Mu's medicine box.

Ji Xiaohuan took out all the unnamed prescription drugs that he had ignored before, took a photo and sent it over.

Not long after, the phone replied.

——Mr. Ji, your brother's current mental state should not be very good. Judging from the medicines he takes, he should be very depressed and often on the verge of collapse.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at the text message, closed his eyes, propped his elbows on his legs, and rubbed the center of his brows.

After a while, the text message was sent again, and the bright light of the mobile phone was extraordinarily gloomy in the silent room.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his eyes and glanced at the screen.

——We still need to follow what we said before, don’t mention his sad things, don’t irritate him, try to be happy, ensure his emotional stability, and wait until I go back to do it slowly.

Ji Xiaohuan closed his eyes, put out the cigarette butt in the plastic water cup on the coffee table, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and replied one.

--it is good.

—

When Kuang Mu got up in the morning, Ji Xiaohuan had already prepared breakfast.

He sat on the dining table, saw Kuang Mu come out of the room, took out a bowl and scooped a bowl of porridge for Kuang Mu, then looked at Kuang Mu with a smile and said, "Mr. Kuang, good morning."

Ji Xiaohuan's voice is low and deep, every time he calls Teacher Kuang, he doesn't have a student spirit like other students in the school.

But there is always some inexplicable feeling in his mouth, which makes Kuang Mu's fingertips numb.

Kuang Mu glanced at him indifferently and sat down on the seat.

Ji Xiaohuan put the bowl in front of Kuang Mu, raised his eyes and asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Kuang Mu buried his head in a mouthful of porridge and nodded.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't say much anymore.

Ji Xiaohuan had morning class this morning, and he had to go out earlier than Kuang Mu, so Ji Xiaohuan stood at the gate and put on his coat after eating.

Just as the clothes were zipped up, Ji Xiaohuan remembered something to tell Kuang Mu.

He turned his head, but met Kuang Mu's eyes looking at his back.

Kuang Mu's eyes were still big and round, at the moment Ji Xiaohuan turned his head, he seemed to see Kuang Mu again in a trance.

At that time, every time Ji Xiaohuan wanted to go out, Kuang Mu would look at his back reluctantly with those big eyes open.

Those eyes are very much like a kitten, watching its owner leave home, full of reluctance.

It's just that the emotion in Kuang Mu's eyes was fleeting this time, he lowered his head slowly, and continued to sip the soup.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother's figure in thin pajamas with a thin back, and suddenly wanted to hug him.

But Ji Xiaohuan finally just squeezed the key in his hand and said, "Yue'er, it's getting colder outside today, wear more."

Kuang Mu bowed his head and nodded, "Okay."

Ji Xiaohuan looked at him for a while, then turned around and left.

Kuang Mu's class was at ten o'clock in the morning. When he went to class, he happened to see those foreign exchange students finishing their overseas homework, as if they were making a poster.

Several tables were joined together, and a large white paper was placed on the table.

Ji Xiaohuan was standing beside him talking to that Indian boy.

A few other exchange students circled the piece of paper with pens in their hands, drawing and drawing.

One of the blond girls said to the girl next to her in English: "We have to hurry up, we have to go back in half a month, if we can't finish by then, we will be in trouble."

The girl next to him echoed.

Oscar in front of him was holding a blue colored pen in his hand, and turned his head to ask Ji Xiaohuan if the color of this pen was good.

Ji Xiaohuan nodded and said, "Yes."

So Oscar hummed a little tune and started drawing on the poster.

Kuang Mu looked at the few of them, and then he remembered that the time for this exchange student was two months, and now almost one and a half months have passed.

After the remaining half month is over, will Ji Xiaohuan leave again?

When Kuang Mu thought of this, his heart twitched violently. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, and quickly supported the table with his hands.

At this time Ji Xiaohuan raised his head and saw Kuang Mu.

Seeing Kuang Mu's complexion, he frowned, immediately stopped talking with the people next to him, walked to Kuang Mu's side and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ji Xiaohuan was a little close to Kuang Mu's position, and Kuang Mu took a step back.

It just so happened that the bell for class rang at this time, Kuang Mu shook his head and said, "Class is over."

After saying that, Kuang Mu bypassed Ji Xiaohuan and left.

Kuang Mu was not in a good state in the first class, his face was pale, and he didn't even look at Ji Xiaohuan when he was giving lectures.

During one class, Oscar raised his hand several times to answer questions, but Kuang Mu ignored them all and clicked on others.

Oscar was so frustrated that he lay down on the table and asked Ji Xiaohuan: "Does Teacher Xiaokuang dislike me? Why didn't he ask me to answer the questions......"

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Oscar next to him and Kuang Mu in the stands, and frowned.

Oscar is a boy.

In high school, Ji Xiaohuan had Pang Quan and Liu Hanwen by his side, and Kuang Mu didn't mind. These days, Kuang Mu didn't talk to Ji Xiaohuan and Oscar very much. Ji Xiaohuan only thought that Oscar was troubled by him, and didn't think deeply about it. Pass.

But now Ji Xiaohuan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Kuang Mu got off work at four o'clock in the afternoon, he went downstairs and saw Ji Xiaohuan standing downstairs waiting for him.

After the weather entered spring, the gap between Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan's dressing became more and more obvious. Kuang Mu was still wearing a thick coat, while Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a thin white-gray coat, looking sunny And handsome.

Ji Xiaohuan was still standing under the tree, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand brushing his phone. His conspicuous appearance attracted people around him to turn their heads frequently.

This reminded Kuang Mu of their high school days...

It's just that the current Ji Xiaohuan doesn't know what's bothering him, and he frowns when he looks at his phone.

"Hello, Teacher Kuang!"

The students passing by greeted Kuang Mu.

Ji Xiaohuan heard the voice and looked up at Kuang Mu.

When he saw Kuang Mu, he immediately lowered his frowns, put his phone in his pocket, and walked towards Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu walked in front with a book in his hand, and Ji Xiaohuan walked behind him.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't speak, neither did Kuang Mu, the two walked in tandem, as if they were just walking along the same path.

When some students saw Kuang Mu, they would go to say hello to Kuang Mu, and then they saw Ji Xiaohuan behind them, and they would talk about Ji Xiaohuan's handsome appearance.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Ji Xiaohuan yelled from behind: "Kuang Mu, wait a minute."

Kuang Mu stood still.

He saw Ji Xiaohuan strode to the parking lot, and took out a black matte suitcase from the trunk.

The suitcase is not big, it should contain Ji Xiaohuan's recent change of clothes.

Kuang Mu stood where he was, watching Ji Xiaohuan walking towards him with a suitcase.

When he was 17 years old, Kuang Mu tried his best to get close to Ji Xiaohuan. In order to live with Ji Xiaohuan, he did the same thing at the beginning. He first stayed at Ji Xiaohuan's house for a day, and then slowly stopped leaving.

The 17-year-old Kuang Mu would never have imagined that there would be a day when Ji Xiaohuan would pull his suitcase and want to live with him.

Kuang Mu pinched his palm with his hand, trying hard to calm himself down.

He found something was wrong with him.

Since Ji Xiaohuan appeared by his side, he began to indulge in the memories of the past more and more, no matter what Ji Xiaohuan did, he could still think of the past.

In the years when Ji Xiaohuan left him, he spent so much effort to prevent himself from thinking about it, but now that Ji Xiaohuan came, all his efforts were in vain.

"How long are you going to stay at my house?" Kuang Mu asked with a shallow breath.

Ji Xiaohuan stood opposite Kuang Mu, his dark eyes looked at Kuang Mu for a while, but he didn't respond, as if he wanted to see through what Kuang Mu wanted to ask.

Kuang Mu squeezed the textbook tightly, but said with no expression on his face: "You exchange students should be over in half a month, and you probably won't be able to stay for long."

After Kuang Mu finished speaking in a calm voice, he turned around on his own.

Then Ji Xiaohuan's deep voice sounded behind Kuang Mu.

He said, "I'm not going."

The leaves on the path were rustling by the wind.

Kuang Mu's back stiffened for a moment, and he slowly let go of his fingers holding the textbook, lowered his eyes and continued to walk forward.

In the evening, Ji Xiaohuan cooked the meal, and he prepared the meal and put it on the table.

Kuang Mu sat opposite Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu's appetite looks pretty good today, even Ji Xiaohuan's chicken had a few chopsticks in it.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother's downcast eyes, put the chopsticks on the bowl, and suddenly said, "Oscar likes girls."

Kuang Mu's hand holding the vegetables paused, he didn't raise his head, and continued to pick up a piece of green vegetables from the plate and put them into the bowl, and gave a soft acknowledgment.

Ji Xiaohuan said again: "I went abroad alone, he helped me a lot, we are just friends, if you mind..."

"I do not mind."

Kuang Mu squeezed the chopsticks with his hand, interrupting Ji Xiaohuan's words.

Ji Xiaohuan saw Kuang Mu with serious eyes, nodded, and continued to eat.

Although Kuang Mu told Ji Xiaohuan that he didn't mind, when Kuang Mu was in class the next day, he still saw Ji Xiaohuan move from Oscar's deskmate to Oscar's back seat.

Oscar turned his head and didn't know what he was talking to Ji Xiaohuan, and Ji Xiaohuan answered him a few words, then Oscar turned around and lay down on his seat with eyes drooping, looking very depressed.

At this time, a beautiful girl came to the empty seat next to Oscar and asked something.

Oscar swept away the haze just now, and immediately regained his spirits, took a seat inside, and talked to the beauty with crooked eyes.

Seeing this scene, Kuang Mu bit his lower lip lightly, bowed his head and began to lecture.

From that day on, Ji Xiaohuan began to pick up Kuang Mu from get off work every day, if Kuang Mu was late for class at night, Ji Xiaohuan would sit in the car and wait for him.

Even so, Ji Xiaohuan still found that Kuang Mu's spirit was not very good.

He suffers from indirect anorexia, sometimes even if Ji Xiaohuan has prepared the food, Kuang Mu can't eat it while sitting at the dining table, and feels sick to his stomach when he sees the food.

Usually at this time, Ji Xiaohuan would slowly put down his bowl and look at Kuang Mu quietly.

Kuang Mu is different now from when he was seventeen or eighteen.

When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was obedient and relied on Ji Xiaohuan. If he didn't want to eat, Ji Xiaohuan's face sank, he would still eat.

It's just that when he can't eat, or when he feels uncomfortable, he will softly tell Ji Xiaohuan that he can't eat anymore, and then talk about where he is uncomfortable, and then ask Ji Xiaohuan to hug him and coax him.

And now Kuang Mu is still very obedient, he will eat the food Ji Xiaohuan cooks, but he won't tell Ji Xiaohuan anything.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu's eating like chewing wax, fell silent for a while, raised his hand to take Kuang Mu's bowl away, and then stood up.

Kuang Mu looked up at Ji Xiaohuan.

He watched as Ji Xiaohuan went to the medicine box and broke a few pills for him, walked to his side and handed the medicine to him, saying: "If you don't want to eat, then don't take it. I'll make it for you later when I'm hungry."

Kuang Mu took the medicine and hot water from Ji Xiaohuan's hand, swallowed them, then lowered his head and took two sips of hot water.

Ji Xiaohuan stood beside him and patted his head.

Kuang Mu froze for a moment, he put the water glass on the table, turned around and walked into the room.

That night, Kuang Mu might have taken stomach medicine and suffered from insomnia.

It was about two o'clock in the morning. He got up and wanted to pour himself a glass of water, but he stopped when he opened the door.

Ji Xiaohuan hadn't slept yet, he was talking on the balcony with his mobile phone, a cigarette in his hand, and kept smoking, and several cigarette butts had already been thrown into the ashtray beside him.

At this time, Ji Xiaohuan didn't have the sunshine and warmth when he faced Kuang Mu during the day, but was full of gloomy depression.

The phone call he was listening to didn't know what was being said that would make him so upset.

Ji Xiaohuan walked back and forth on the balcony, rubbing his brows from time to time.

Kuang Mu suddenly understood why he could smell the strong smell of smoke on Ji Xiaohuan's body every morning.

—

"He couldn't eat for two days, and he was in a bad mood. I don't know why."

Ji Xiaohuan put his hand on the balcony, tightly clamped the cigarette butt with his fingertips, and repeated Kuang Mu's situation in a low voice.

"Have you made him sad these two days?"

"No."

"Make him angry?"

"No."

There was silence on the phone, and Ji Xiaohuan was smoking a cigarette while waiting.

Kuang Mu's mood is much harder to guess than when he was young.

When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, Ji Xiaohuan could see through Kuang Mu's thoughts at a glance, as long as he treated Kuang Mu well, Kuang Mu would not be unhappy.

At that time, the matter of coaxing Kuang Mu was very simple for Ji Xiaohuan.

But now Kuang Mu's depression doesn't need a reason, maybe even Kuang Mu himself doesn't know why he is unhappy.

"Don't mention what happened back then, try to play down the traces of this matter in his heart."

"I never mentioned it." Ji Xiaohuan said with a suppressed voice.

The doctor on the phone also sighed and said, "Be happy in front of him."

Ji Xiaohuan clamped the cigarette butt between his fingers, and said, "I worked very hard..."

"He may be afraid and worrying about gains and losses. You give him enough sense of security."

Ji Xiaohuan stared at the cigarette held between his fingertips, the dots of light flickered, he fell silent.

Just when the doctor thought there was nothing wrong with Ji Xiaohuan and was about to hang up the phone.

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly opened his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "If he doesn't trust me anymore, then what I gave him...can be called a sense of security?"

.......

After Ji Xiaohuan finished making the phone call, he leaned on the railing and smoked two more cigarettes.

Waiting for him to turn his head back, his eyes suddenly froze.

Kuang Mu stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at Ji Xiaohuan indifferently through the glass of the balcony.

Kuang Mu didn't know how long he had been standing there. He was wearing a thin pajamas, holding the cup in his hand, holding the cup tightly with his slender fingertips.

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his hands, and also looked at Kuang Mu.

Through that layer of glass, Kuang Mu actually saw that when Ji Xiaohuan turned his head, those dark eyes seemed to be filled with pain that hadn't dissipated.

At that moment, Kuang Mu suddenly had an idea.

If for so many years, he was struggling to survive every day, would Ji Xiaohuan also be struggling to survive?

Maybe they all spent the past seven years packing themselves up.

Kuang Mu used indifference, so what did Ji Xiaohuan use?

How can they see each other's hearts?

At this time, Kuang Mu saw Ji Xiaohuan took two steps forward, as if he wanted to open the glass door to approach him, Kuang Mu quickly lowered his head, turned back to the bedroom with a cup in his hand.

Kuang Mu lay in bed at night and still couldn't fall asleep. He began to think about many things.

He recalled the sweet time between him and Ji Xiaohuan that year.

At that time, Ji Xiaohuan also pampered him like this, exactly the same as now, Kuang Mu also thought that they would always go on like this.

Full of anticipation, he drew a blueprint for their future in his heart, planning every detail of the future clearly.

But it turns out that all this is a hoax.

When the incident happened, he was the first person Ji Xiaohuan left behind.

Ji Xiaohuan would rather have that piece of jade than him.

And now, is Ji Xiaohuan doing it again for the company's shares...

As for why Ji Xiaohuan insisted on that piece of jade back then, Kuang Mu also tried very hard to think about the reason, but later when he thought of this matter, his headache was splitting, so he stopped thinking about it.

Thinking of this, Kuang Mu started to have a headache again.

He can't think about those sad things for a long time now.

Now that Ji Xiaohuan approached him again, even though he was covered in bruises, he still couldn't bear to push Ji Xiaohuan away, but he never dared to take a step forward.

What should he do if the next step he takes is another cliff waiting for him...

The two-month exchange student time is coming up soon, all the exchange students in the class should go back to their country, but Ji Xiaohuan won't go back.

Ji Xiaohuan applied for a part-time graduate student at Imperial College of Technology, which means he can take online classes in China, but the graduation time will be delayed from one year to two years.

But Ji Xiaohuan didn't care about it.

He is very busy, taking care of Kuang Mu every day, and busy with his own career.

Although Kuang Mu didn't know what Ji Xiaohuan's career was and what step he had achieved, Ji Xiaohuan was indeed busy from morning to night every day, and he was almost overwhelmed.

Even so, he still waited downstairs when Kuang Mu was about to get off work on time, and he never missed a single time.

On the day the exchange students left, the school held a farewell party, and Kuang Mu, as a teacher, also attended as a matter of course.

He didn't like the excitement, so he stood in the distance.

Ji Xiaohuan and those students are friends, after he bid farewell to those people one by one, Oscar also cried two tears with emotion, hugged Ji Xiaohuan exaggeratedly, and then Oscar hugged himself even harder in H University New girlfriend.

The eyes were red from crying when the two hugged each other.

Ji Xiaohuan stood aside with his pocket in his pocket and watched, except for Kuang Mu, he never liked other people crying, so he turned around to look for Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu stood under a big tree. He was wearing a white thick line loose sweater and a pair of gray cotton and linen trousers. Under the sunlight, he looked very soft.

Ji Xiaohuan walked to Kuang Mu's side, looked at him, and asked, "Unhappy?"

Kuang Mu shook his head and said softly, "No."

"Going home?" Ji Xiaohuan asked again.

Kuang Mu nodded, turned around and walked towards the apartment.

The two returned home, Ji Xiaohuan started cooking lunch, and Kuang Mu sat on the sofa alone in a daze.

He particularly dislikes parting.

Although those exchange students only stayed in his class for two months, and some of them didn't even have a few words with him, but when he thought that some of them might never be seen again, he always felt a little disappointed.

Ji Xiaohuan saw his depression, walked out from the kitchen, took out a small peeled orange in his hand, and stuffed it into Kuang Mu's mouth while he was in a daze.

The orange was a bit sour, Kuang Mu's eyes were narrowed due to the sourness, he raised his head and looked at Ji Xiaohuan with red nose.

Ji Xiaohuan smiled, raised his hand to touch his cheek and said, "Some people will meet again in the future."

Ji Xiaohuan's slightly calloused thumb gently scratched Kuang Mu's cheek, making Kuang Mu's cheek itchy, he turned his face away slightly.

Then Ji Xiaohuan withdrew his hand and walked into the kitchen.

After eating that orange, Kuang Mu's mood really improved a lot. He sat on the sofa with Little Xingxing in his arms, watched the news on TV, and listened to the sound of Ji Xiaohuan cooking in the kitchen. Feeling extremely peaceful.

bang bang bang...

At this time, the door was knocked suddenly.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't hear it in the kitchen, Kuang Mu immediately stood up and hugged Xiao Xingxing to the gate to open it.

Because Kuang Mu lived in an apartment dormitory for doctoral students, and the people who usually knocked on the door were neighbors who came to borrow things, so Kuang Mu didn't even look at the cat's eyes, and opened the door directly.

But when he saw the person at the door, Kuang Mu's body instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands and feet stiffened from the cold.

There were two policemen standing at the door. They held a piece of paper in their hands and said to Kuang Mu, "Is this Mr. Kuang? Is Mr. Ji Xiaohuanji at your house? We have something to ask him for information."

The author has something to say: Don't worry, everyone, Ji Xiaohuan is not causing trouble anymore.

One more thing, in Chapter 76, after Ji Xiaohuan said those words to Kuang Mu in the prison, he went out of the door of the visiting room, and a man in black was watching him.

This shows that Ji Xiaohuan was under surveillance at that time, that's why he said those words.

I thought everyone would understand, but I didn't expect that I was the only one who understood...

This is a question that I did not write clearly, and I have now pointed it out in the previous chapter.