Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 87 Am I the only one who is easy to bully?

Jiang Niannian had already left the ward without waiting for Huo Qi to come back. She walked to the gate of the hospital without knowing it. When she raised her eyes slowly, she saw a row of Audi cars on the side of the road, all with serial number plates.

She didn't question the truth of Huo Shengze's words, but she didn't expect the upper class society to be so complicated.

One careless move, you will be smashed to pieces.

The world is far more complicated than imagined.

What they may want at first is money, but in the end they only want life.

Ridiculous.

After Jiang Niannian walked out of the hospital, the sky was lightly raining, muffled thunder rang overhead, and dark clouds covered the moon.

Street lamps illuminate the rain and yellowing leaves.

"Am I the only one who is easy to bully?"

Zhou Mochen knew that Chris hadn't sent an email for a long time, but he always had a rebellious mentality.

"Although I don't like the word friend very much, but because it's you, I didn't say it."

[Dear Chris, you guessed it right, I like a girl very much, you may have seen it in the photo I sent you. 】

The girl shook her head and said that she was not drunk. After drinking a few bottles of wine, she became a little confused.

【My emotions have always been introverted, perhaps caused by my childhood environment, so I never express my sad emotions to the outside world. 】

The case was shelved and became unsolved.

[Or, you can guess who it is? 】

Even on such a rainy night, Zhou Mochen felt warm when there was one more person in the room.

"I... don't want to leave, but I have to."

Along the way, she bought a few bottles of wine when she met a few convenience stores, and she smelled of alcohol.

In Jiang Niannian's world, the sea water poured down, it was desolate and helpless.

"It's a mayfly creature."

"I'm just asking, are you just bullying me?"

"It's a homeless person who seems to have no home."

Finally, in the middle of the night, Jiang Niannian didn't know whether he was drunk or had a fever, so he closed his eyes and began to mutter to himself.

The torrential rain outside the window seemed to flood the entire city, with strong winds and lightning, and dark clouds billowing.

"Jiang Niannian, do you really like him that much?"

Although Jiang Niannian was dizzy, her mind was clear. She didn't cry, but just held the wine bottle tightly and didn't let go.

It's not that he installed a location on Jiang Niannian's phone, Zhou Mochen used hacking methods to locate her.

"Little girl, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

Desperate, maybe it's his condition.

"Jiang Niannian, if you are in pain, you might as well let it go."

"However, God doesn't like me and makes things difficult for me on purpose."

"Woooooooo..."

Cruel?
So what?

After all, he is Zhou Mochen's mentor and only relative.

When you often receive an email, you don't feel strange, or even pay attention to it. However, when the email is delayed, you always feel that something is missing.

Therefore, I have to worry about Chris' recent situation.

Zhou Mochen saw that Jiang Niannian's mobile phone was located at the hospital, and was worried that something might happen to her, so he rushed to take a look.

Her long eyelashes flickered, her footsteps were slightly chaotic, and she bumped into several people on the road, but fortunately she didn't encounter any hard stubble, otherwise she couldn't speak clearly even if she had a mouth.

People passing by all cast worried glances, and some people stepped forward to ask.

"I'm a wandering soul who can have... nothing."

The girl did not answer, the answer can be imagined.

The teenager never expresses his low mood. He has been like this since he was a child, and he will only bear it silently.

"Zhou Mochen, can your code mend the broken soul?"

"I like it, of course I do~"

Zhou Mochen carried her on his back and listened to her words. As he walked, his soul stayed where he was.

The young man twisted his deer eyes slightly, sighed softly, raised his head, and was hit by the rain.

Just the law of survival.

The girl's red eyes stared blankly at the weeds hit by the rain.

Jiang Niannian was only focused on drinking madly, she didn't know that there was a boy sitting beside her.

Jiang Niannian's words from Zhou Qianru kept lingering in his mind: "You want to kill Ah Qi, don't you!"

When the rain falls, it doesn't even consider whether the weeds can bear it. It just cares about the rain, and the weeds can only bear it.

After Zhou Mochen finished writing the email, he leaned on the boss's chair and stared out of the window until the rain subsided and a glimmer of light appeared on the edge.

If you can bear it, you will continue to live tomorrow; if you can't bear it, you will be buried in the ground tonight.

The girl's crying sound was like silver needles passing through Zhou Mochen's heart.

"I don't want you to cry, I don't want you to cry, you said we are best friends."

Will it really kill him?
She didn't dare to try it, even if it was fake, she didn't dare to try it.

Enduring the pain in my heart, I asked:

"Jiang Niannian, I feel so sorry for you crying."

I didn't want to disturb too much, so I kept silent.

"I thought Huo Qi would take good care of you because he was so arrogant. I already chose to take a step back. How could he make you cry like this?"

Even though he hadn't contacted her for a long time, he was still worried about her.

[I don't know where you are now, I just miss you a little bit, my living, last family member. 】

There is sadness in the coldness, and purity in the drunkenness.

He threw away the black umbrella in his hand, his curly hair was wet in the rain, and his deer-like eyes were filled with broken glass.

So far, the case of the Zhou family is still in the file room of the police station.

Jiang Niannian still had a fever, 39.5°, Zhou Mochen gave her antipyretics, cooked millet porridge for her, and called the doctor to give her an injection.

Zhou Mochen looked at her solemnly.

"I hate them...I only like Huo Qi."

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"I don't have a home. My family fell apart six years ago. I'm floating in the world... plankton."

The girl was holding a wine bottle and swaying left and right on the crosswalk. She felt her feet were weak and the world was distorted.

In the Zhou family ten years ago, although Jiang Niannian was only eight years old at that time, she remembered clearly enough that the Zhou family went bankrupt and was wiped out.

He took her to his apartment.

[Ankang, it's going well. 】

[It's a pity that she has something to belong to, but right now, I'm feeling hurt, and I can't be the one who takes advantage of the situation, and I feel like I'm missing the opportunity by doing nothing. 】

He is used to it.

"Miss, where is your home? Do you want to take you back?"

"Miss, it's raining, where is your home?"

Or, when you really feel aggrieved and uncomfortable, you will send an email to the master.

The drizzle passed through the thick leaves and hit the young girls under the tree. They were soaked and their bodies weighed several kilograms.

The girl was holding the wine bottle, leaning against the green tree and giggling, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Maybe it's because this person is Jiang Niannian.

Her vision was blurred, tears flowed from her laughter, her chest trembled, and her blue hair stuck to her pale face.

The alcohol in the bottle paralyzed his nerves, making Jiang Niannian cry and laugh at times.

Like a daffodil.

Just after dawn, the dark clouds cleared, and people woke up.

With a sound of 'ding dong', Zhou Mochen's sluggish eyes trembled, and his eyes fell on the mailbox with the red dot on it.

Quickly click on it.

Chris: [Dear Mo, be brave, youth will leave no regrets. 】

(End of this chapter)