Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 232 They Are Gone
After buying the air ticket, Nan Yi didn't have much money left, so she scraped together 50 yuan and took a taxi to the billiard hall.

After traveling back and forth at home and abroad for three consecutive days, the little girl's bones were weak, and her eyelids sank due to sleepiness.

Leaning against the back window of the taxi, she misses the folding bed with the soft quilt in the broken pool hall.

After she finishes coaxing Ning Zhixu to take the medicine, she must hug him on the bed and have a good sleep.Every time she hugs him on the bed, he blushes and hides away. This time, he must take advantage of his illness.

Why go to France? I should have stayed with him early in the morning.
Nan Yi felt that watching the show was so boring this time, and it was not as interesting as sitting in the billiard hall drinking blended drinks.

Thoughts turned all the way in my mind, and when the taxi stopped at the destination, Nan Yi yawned and got out of the car with her things in her arms and walked to the billiard hall. From a distance, she saw someone sitting on a broken wooden board.

Just looking at the back, Nan Yi recognized that it was Tang Zhi.

He called someone and walked over with something in his arms.

Standing at the top of the steps and seeing the closed rolling door, and looking at the girl waiting at the door for an unknown amount of time, Nan Yi went down two steps and sat side by side with the person: "The billiard hall is closed today? Has Chen Ange made enough money?"

Hearing this, the girl turned her head dully, her eyes were red.

Seeing her, tears burst into tears.

"Nan Yi, An An doesn't want me anymore, she doesn't want me at all."

Nan Yi said: "What did Chen Ange do again? Bullied you? It's okay, I'll let Master Xu teach him a lesson."

Seeing her innocent face and ignorant look, Tang Zhi cried even more fiercely: "Nan Yi, An An is gone, they didn't want to stay in the first place."

What are they called?
Stiffly looking up at the falling shutter door, Nan Yi licked her lips and picked the edge of the medicine box with her fingers: "Who are you?"

Feeling inexplicably panicked, she took out her phone and wanted to make a call.As a result, I failed to enter the wrong password twice, and barely entered it correctly the third time before the screen was locked.

Slide your finger to the column of recent contacts.

Nan Yi dialed the phone.

The other party missed the call with busy tone.

No matter how many times she typed, there would be mechanical reminders over there.

The boy who answered her calls day and night was a bit disappointing this time.

Just when Nan Yi was about to call again, an envelope was handed over from the side, and she looked up along the yellowed envelope and the fingers holding the edge.

What came into view was Tang Zhi's beautiful face covered with tears.

The dry and pale lips were already marked with blood stains from teeth biting.

Nan Yi heard her say: "An'an said that one day we are really over, and he will return all the 1300 yuan to me."

Passing the envelope containing the money forward, Tang Zhi cried and broke down: "He lied to me, he said that I could come to him after the monthly exam. But he is not here. He only sent this to my home. Nanyi , Chen Ange left, he and Ning Zhixu left...they never thought of staying."

Hold the medicine kit and milk on your lap.

Nan Yi didn't answer her envelope.

She didn't believe that Ning Zhixu had left.

Chen Ange knew that he left 1300 yuan for Tang Zhi, so he couldn't just leave without saying anything.

Nan Yi didn't believe it.

Don't believe it.

The little girl took a carton of milk, plugged in a straw and licked the milk.

The other bottle was not willing to give to Tang Zhi, but carefully protected it in his arms.

Sitting on the steps with his arms around his knees, he looked at the closed shutter door and said, "Don't cry, I'll wait with you, and when Chen Ange comes back, I'll help you throw him over the shoulder. Master Xu is facing me, and won't help him .”

　The hand speed of the code word barrel is sloppy, and the text is revised very slowly. After writing, it has to be adjusted repeatedly, so the pressure to put it on the shelves is still quite high.

　　Chirp, chirp, please be considerate, I will make up a few more for you tomorrow.

　　Little cuties go to bed.

　　I will continue to live!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)