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Seeing Mu Qingjue's strange appearance, Mu Qingge became more suspicious.

In the past, Mu Qingjue would always pull her to talk about school matters, but recently it seemed that she didn't want her to stay in the room for too long.

It felt like he didn't want her to know something.

But since Mu Qingjue was unwilling to tell her now, Mu Qingge could only look at the tightly closed door, and walked away from Mu Qingjue's room door step by step with a slightly heavy heart.

After hearing the sound of Mu Qingge's footsteps gradually going away, Mu Qingjue slowly got up from the door.

Fortunately, there is a bathroom in his room, so he doesn't need to go out from the bedroom.

Mu Qingjue took off his school uniform jacket, his bare arms were covered with bruises, and there were bloodstains on his elbows, and the mud and sand inside hadn't been cleaned up.

He frowned and looked down at the marks on his hands, secretly annoyed.

If I had known earlier, I would not have fought with them, and now I dare not show my arms.

Looking at Mu Qingge's appearance, he seemed to have already made some guesses, and he didn't know how long he could keep Mu Qingge a secret.

But what those people said was really ugly. He could bear others talking about himself at will, but he absolutely couldn't bear others arbitrarily making up his sister in front of him.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as he can remember, Mu Qingge has always been by his side.

Both parents are already somewhat blurred in her memory, but Mu Qingge played a very important role in his life, and not anyone can replace him.

Therefore, after fighting with others, he didn't want to worry Mu Qingge, so he was so secretive.

It's just that I don't know how long I can hide it.

Mu Qingjue resisted the pain from his elbow, washed the bloodstains on his elbow under the faucet, and cleaned out the mud and sand left inside bit by bit.

After cleaning up the mud and sand, Mu Qingjue lay down on the door and listened to the movement outside the door.

His elbows needed to be cleaned, but he was afraid that he would bump into Mu Qingge when he went out, so it would be difficult to explain how the bruises on his arms and the scratches on his elbows came from.

After hearing no movement outside the door, Mu Qingjue quietly turned the doorknob, first poked his head out, looked left and right, and then tiptoed into the study after not finding Mu Qingge.

After he entered the study, Mu Qingge walked out from the corner, quietly walked to the door of the study, and looked through the gap.

Seeing this, Mu Qingge was so startled that he immediately covered his mouth.

Mu Qingjue was wiping his elbows with a cotton swab. There was iodine on the table, and he could vaguely see various bruises on his arms.

Seeing this appearance, Mu Qingge's heart skipped a beat.

How could this be?
But she didn't dare to make any noise, she remembered that Mu Qingjue had put on long sleeves on purpose, just to keep her from worrying.

Seeing that he was about to put away the iodine on the table, Mu Qingge hurriedly left from the door of the study.

Mu Qingjue still tiptoed out of the study, closed the door softly, and returned to the room.

He didn't notice Mu Qingge's slightly sad eyes looking at him in the dark corner not far behind him at all.

living room.

Mu Qingge sat on the sofa with a heavy heart, and glanced at Aunt Zhang who was busy in the kitchen.

I heard the Lin family's parents say that Aunt Zhang also grew up watching Lin Zhizhou and Lin Ju. Does she know what boys of this age are thinking in their hearts?
Thinking of this, Mu Qingge stood up, walked to Aunt Zhang's side, took her hand, and sat with her in the dining room.

"what happened?"

"Aunt Zhang, when you took care of your brother, when he was about the same age as Qingjue, did you keep everything in your heart?"

Hearing Mu Qingge's words, Aunt Zhang put down the rag in her hand and began to think carefully in her mind.

It seems that Lin Zhizhou has been quite worry-free since he was a child.

"The young master never tells the old lady about him, and everyone is used to it."

No matter what happened at school, Lin Zhizhou came back as if nothing had happened.

Aunt Zhang suddenly remembered something.

"When the young master first entered junior high school, he went to a public school. Although that school was the key point, there were all kinds of children in it. The young master was picked up by a driver every day to and from school. Then one day, the young master suddenly refused to let the driver After picking him up, I found out later that someone used the driver to pick him up at the school and said he was messed up."

"I have forgotten what I said, but the malice towards the young master is still quite great, and it seems to have isolated the young master."

When this matter was mentioned, Aunt Zhang felt a little emotional. Lin Zhizhou's behavior at that time did not look like he was isolated by others.

"isolated?"

Mu Qingge's heart sank suddenly.

Could it be that Mu Qingjue was also isolated?
Seeing Mu Qingge's worried expression, Aunt Zhang frowned slightly, and asked, "Did something happen to Qingjue?"

"I just saw him in the study, quietly taking medicine..."

Mu Qingge's eyebrows were only twitched into a pimple, and he deliberately lowered his voice to explain to Aunt Zhang.

Hearing Mu Qingge's words, Aunt Zhang was also slightly surprised.

"No wonder he wore long sleeves. He didn't want you to see his injuries? Could it be that he accidentally fell?"

Mu Qingge shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

She just looked at Mu Qingjue's secretiveness very strangely. If she fell, why did she have to cover it up like this?

Hearing what Aunt Zhang mentioned about Lin Zhizhou being isolated before, Mu Qingge couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Seeing that Mu Qingge was very worried, Aunt Zhang hurriedly comforted her.

"Qingjue is quite obedient. It must have been because of a quarrel with other people. It is inevitable for boys of this age to bump into bumps. You don't have to worry too much."

"What's more, isn't Gu Xiuye ​​sending him to the best school in the district? There shouldn't be children fighting."

Mu Qingge knew that boys of this age were noisy and might stumble at any time, but her intuition told her that this matter was not that simple.

Since Mu Qingjue doesn't want to tell her, then she will go to school sometime tomorrow.

If she didn't see Mu Qingjue's situation in school with her own eyes, she would really feel worried.

"I hope so."

Mu Qingge took a deep breath slowly, his lips tightened into a straight line.

Aunt Zhang raised her hand to caress the back of her hand, and patted it slightly.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

the next day.

Mu Qingge sat in the dining room early.

"Sister? You got up so early?"

As soon as Mu Qingjue walked into the restaurant with her schoolbag on her back, she saw Mu Qingge sitting across from him, fully dressed.