MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 753 Do not return, scattered flowers like this (38)

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  Chapter 753 The Return of the Undoubted, and the Flowers Are Scattered (38)

   To Wen Xien's surprise, Zhou Wenying would often come to see her and bring some things.

   This makes Wen Xien feel particularly unhappy. She and Zhou Wenying are not very familiar with each other, so what's the point of always taking things from other girls?

   But Zhou Wenying has a straightforward personality. She said that there is no reason to take it back if she gave it away, so she ignored Wen Xien's refusal at all.

   In this regard, Wen Xien had to think that he would return the gift when his health got better.

  ——

   But when Wen Xien is in good health, it is already spring, and the New Year is very sloppy. This has always made Wen Xien feel bad, and the child has been staying at home to take care of her, and he has not gone out to play with the children.

  I originally wanted to have a good year, but I didn’t expect such a thing to happen.

   On the contrary, the child is very sensible. No matter how Wen Xien told him to go out to play, he was unwilling to go out. He only wore new clothes for Wen Xien to see alone, accompany her to watch the stars and the moon bored alone, and took care of her tirelessly.

  The more obedient the child is, the harder Wen Xien feels, and she would rather the child be playful.

   "Little flower."

  The child who was sewing clothes raised his head and looked at her. His dark eyes were like Miao Jing's moonlight shining on the emerald green sea.

  Wen Xien paused for a while, her eyes were clear, gentle and touching, with an inhuman innocence in her bones.

   "I'm sorry for suffering with me."

  Miao Hua stared at her expressionlessly, with a low voice: "It's not bitter."

   He sewed the clothes skillfully, as if he felt that he had said too little, and added: "You are my home."

   So it is not bitter.

   Wen Xien's heart softened and told the child not to sew, and when he got into the bedding, he was still cold and didn't dare to get too close to Wen Xien, and only hugged Wen Xien when it was hot.

   The faint cold fragrance is so reassuring.

   Wen Xien quickly fell asleep, breathing steadily.

  She closed her eyes slightly, quietly, her face was pale without a trace of blood.

   She frowned at times, and breathed heavily from time to time. The torment of illness made her lose her former vitality.

   She became more vulnerable.

  The child huddled beside Wen Xien, holding her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to pass on his warmth.

  ——

  Early spring in February, the sun is shining and everything is flourishing.

   The bud clusters on the branches of the fir branches are already quite plump and tender, shining brightly against the sky.

   Wen Xien's health was better, so he started to get out of bed and walked around. The sun was just shining outside, so he wanted to come out for a walk.

  The child stood beside him worriedly, as if Wen Xien was made of glass, fragile.

   Wen Xien didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

   As soon as he walked out of the yard, Wen Xien saw Zhou Wenying come over with a basket.

   His eyes lit up when he saw Wen Xien, and he waved from a distance.

   Zhou Wenying walked over to Wen Xien, "Are you feeling better? I brought you some rake oranges, but they're sweet. Don't worry, I have a lot more at home."

   She was chirping like a happy bird. She wanted to support Wen Xien's arm, but the child knocked her hand out as soon as she stretched it out.

   The child's strength is quite strong, and Zhou Wenying's hand was beaten red.

   Wen Xien frowned and looked at the child, his tone was slightly solemn: "Xiaohua, you can't be rude."

  Miao Hua's face was expressionless, his dark eyes were cold and emotionless, and he was a little panicked.

   Although she was very spineless, Zhou Wenying was really frightened by a five-year-old child. She squatted down and looked at the child.

   took out two candies from his sleeves, Zhou Wenying coaxed: "Xiaohua, do you want to eat candy? If you want to eat candy, please answer me a question, and I will give it to you."

  The child's expression remained unchanged, the color of his eyes deepened, and his black and thin face was tense, as if he was looking at a clown.

   Afraid of embarrassing Zhou Wenying, Wen Xien touched the child's head and reminded, "Sister Zhou is talking to you."

   Holding Wen Xien's fingers tight, although Miao Hua was very reluctant to pay attention to this woman, he still said two words in Wen Xien's face.

   "Don't eat."

   Wen Xien couldn't help laughing bitterly at the child's answer: "Xiaohua is shy and doesn't like to talk, so don't worry about it."

   Shy?

   Are you still shy?

  's fierce eyes are like a little wolf cub.

  I don't know where Wen Xien saw that the child was shy.

   Zhou Wenying stood up and angrily stuffed the candy into her mouth. She put the things in the house and walked with Wen Xien.

  Wen Xien looked at the bright green branches and asked softly, "How are you and Brother Guo?"

   She actually hopes that these two can be together. Zhou Wenying is a good girl and someone who can live together.

   The face of Zhou Wenying, who was still smiling just now, collapsed instantly, she sighed at the blue sky, her smile was a bit bitter: "That's it, me, I can feel that Brother Guo doesn't like me before, but recently..."

   Her tone was obviously lost, and she lowered her head and lifted the small stones in her footsteps.

  Miao Hua supported Wen Xien. He didn't care about other people's affairs, and paid attention to Wen Xien's every move with all his heart.

   Wen Xien asked, "What happened recently?"

Zhou Wenying raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. The crystal clear snow skin and jade skin flickered with an ivory-like halo, and the soft snow-white skin was as gentle as a hibiscus. She seemed worried, and her long black eyelashes were tightly covered. With the pair of cut water Qiu Tong trembling, her pale lips pursed lightly.

   Faced with such a beautiful and delicate face, Zhou Wenying lost her mind again in disappointment, until Wen Xien called her name again and regained her senses.

   The woman's face was a little red, and her eyes were a bit dodging. I don't know if she remembered something sad, and her reddish cheeks instantly turned pale.

   "Big Brother Guo seems to have someone he likes."

   Wen Xien's footsteps stopped, and soon returned to normal, the breeze came slowly, "How did you know?"

  Guo Zhenfei is not someone who can talk a lot, let alone things like feelings, even if he expresses his feelings, he is extremely restrained.

   Zhou Wenying said this: "I can see that Brother Guo's mood is very wrong recently. I think he should have someone he likes. It's a feeling."

   I have to say that a woman's sixth sense is really accurate, especially Zhou Wenying.

   "You think too much." Wen Xien said with a smile.

  Miao Hua was very happy about this, which showed that Wen Xien had no feelings for Guo Zhenfei, but he thought of the way Wen Xien looked at the man's back that day, and his heart was faintly disturbed.

   He always felt that Wen Xien's feelings towards Guo Zhenfei were not that simple.

  The wind became stronger, Miao Hua covered Wen Xien's cold hand and frowned, "Go back."

   (end of this chapter)