The Boss is Very Busy

"..."

After subconsciously answering, MuMian felt a little bit wrong.

Huh?

Ai Wei doesn't seem to know her real name, why... call her Mianmian? ? !

MuMian looked over suddenly, the other party's thick eyelashes drooping, the eyes are cold and indifferent, the blue eyes are dull, and the colorful and fragmented streamer glows, such a familiar feeling...

Although the wound no longer hurts, the girl still stiffened. She moved, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

No sound can be heard.

Lin Xinghe pursed his lower lip silently, the dark tide surging under his eyes, the cold and indifferent young boy's voice was steady and low, but it softened a bit.

"Don't you remember me?"

...How can I not remember.

MuMian stared at the man without making a sound. I didn't know how long she watched it, but finally she spoke slowly.

The voice was a little dumb, "Little brother..."

Lin Xinghe's lips were slowly stained with an invisible smile, very light and calm, and the cold expression remained the same as before.

His voice is also cold, low and sweet, and somehow stained with a certain inexplicability: "Well, I'm here."

I don't know why, MuMian actually has an urge to cry and cry, the nose is sour, and the eyes are slightly hot.

But she didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of her little brother, so she tightened her cheek tightly without saying a word.

He seemed to see the hazy mist under the girl's eyes, his eyes were calm and indifferent, his cold expression paused slightly, and the boy's tone was slightly dumb.

He skillfully consoled with a cold voice, the same as every time before, "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Hearing the soothing voice of the other party, MuMian endured it, and wanted to hold back the tears for life.

Before it succeeded, the cold and soft kiss slowly landed on his forehead, and at the same time his soft voice came from the ear.

"Cry if you want, I'm here to accompany you."

As if the last line of defense disappeared, MuMian finally couldn't hold it anymore, and she began to sob softly.

The crystal teardrops rolled across the white cheeks and fell on the clothes.

Just now I was comforting, but the girl really cried, but Lin Xinghe was caught off guard. He pursed his lips, and his eyelashes were long.

Under the light, a beautiful shadow fell, and he slowly hung down, his expression indifferent, but his tone was dull: "Sorry... I didn't protect you."

MuMian heard the other party's voice and choked up a few more times. She shook her head, because she was crying and her voice became dumb, showing a little milky voice: "...I'm fine."

Actually.

This scene looks strange to others.

In the darkness, the teenager-like person was crying with tears on his face, and the collar was wet, but the person holding her comforting was a delicate and tender girl with a quiet and cold appearance.

Lin Xinghe pushed the person in his arms against the tree, and his jade-like fingertips supported the other's waist and rubbed it gently and gently across several layers of fabric.

MuMian actually has a lot of people who want to tell him, but when they see it, they don't know where to start or what to ask.

She raised her eyes and stared at the beautiful face of the other person, "Why are you... with me."

At that time, Lin Xinghe promised that she would stay with her forever. MuMian didn't take it seriously, but finally found out that he really fulfilled his words. She had guessed before, what the identity of the little brother really was.

The man lowered his head, and the delicate tip of the nose touched her if nothing, and the white forehead was against her, and the warm breath exhaled from the nose.

Pour it gently on her cheek.