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Crying is the act of the weak she didn't cry

An Xiaomu let go of her hand, she seemed to be afraid, she kept trembling: "No, I'm not crying, I'm just crying."

"Are you afraid?" Wang Yuan noticed An Xiaomu's frightened eyes.

The rain stopped, but An Xiaomu's ears were still extremely noisy. There were many voices, some sarcastic, some sharp, some clever, some helpless. She couldn't hear the boy's voice clearly, but she seemed to know What the boy was saying, indeed, she was terrified.

An Xiaomu's mouth was dry, so she took a glass of water and went to the window. The sun was warm, and the wind was also warm. The sky was clear, but there was no rainbow.

"My name is Wang Yuan, what's your name?" Wang Yuan looked at the girl curiously, as if there was a vague outline in his mind.

An Xiaomu's hand clenched the cup tightly. The paper cup was squeezed and deformed, and the scalding water inside overflowed. She lost feeling in her hand. Why, he still forgot about her.Only forget her.

"Are you okay?" Wang Yuan got up from the bed and rushed to An Xiaomu's side. He saw that An Xiaomu's hands were red from the water.Immediately took An Xiaomu's hand and greeted him warmly.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving first." An Xiaomu shook off Wang Yuan's hand, she didn't want him to suffer any more harm.

Wang Yuan took out a wet towel from the bathroom, and blocked An Xiaomu's way.

"What are you doing!" An Xiaomu pretended to be angry. To be realistic, she raised her fist as if she was going to hit Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan pulled An Xiaomu over, and he covered An Xiaomu's burned hand with a towel.

An Xiaomu sighed, she still couldn't hide from his tenderness: "My name is An Xiaomu."

"Xiong Da..." Wang Yuan said these two words unknowingly, as if this was his perception, but he didn't know why there was such an inexplicable familiarity.

"An Xiaomu, thank you." Wang Yuan smiled, with an apology on his face, "I'm sorry for annoying you."

An Xiaomu was flustered, she really didn't mean that, she just wanted to protect him: "No, I don't hate you, I just..."

"Just what?" Wang Yuan secretly glanced at An Xiaomu, "You really hate me."

"Are you an idiot!" An Xiaomu left, she went out blushing, she saw the umbrella at the door, Su Jian and he found the umbrella back!Sure enough, she still wanted to thank Su Jian.

An Xiaomu went to school, she found Su Jian, but she was embarrassed to say anything, she cheered herself up, and then walked to Su Jian's side with restless steps: "Su Jian, thank you for that, Thank you for bringing back the umbrella, sorry I was too impulsive yesterday."

"It's okay, but I didn't take that umbrella over there. I went to rescue you at the time, but when I finished saving you, I realized that the umbrella was gone." Su Jian looked at An Xiaomu inexplicably.

"The umbrella appeared." The mint-colored umbrella in An Xiaomu's hand was full of mystery, who was in charge of all this.

I thought the incident came to an end, but found out that this is a new problem. Is it good intentions or a trap?

The appearance of that umbrella forced An Xiaomu to return to Wang Yuan's side, the hospital was too dangerous.

"An Xiaomu, you're skipping class again!" Although the head teacher's voice was scary, An Xiaomu couldn't feel the horror when he thought of those weird things.

In the past few days, An Xiaomu has been running besides running. After doing this, maybe she will lose a few pounds.