Seeing her come back, Xiao Tie brought a teacup to her, and pushed the teapot, which was twice as big as his body, over.

"Xiao Tie, I'm not thirsty." Wu Jin lowered his head on the table, sucked his red nose: "Do you think Yan Qimo doesn't want me anymore?"

Xiao Tie didn't know what to say, an insect was anxious for a long time, finally let out a sigh and got down on the ground, just staring at each other with its master.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Wu Jin raised his head in surprise, and turned to look in the direction of the door.

"Xiao Jin." A cold and soft voice floated into the room through the paper gauze, the light in Wu Jin's eyes dimmed instantly, and he replied muffledly: "Come in."

Shui Youhan gently pushed the door open and walked in, Wen Yan asked, "Have you encountered any troubles?" His eyes were full of concern and pity.

Wu Jin hung her head in silence, and after a long time, she turned around and grabbed Shui Youhan's hand, as if grasping a glimmer of hope in the darkness: "Sister Han, do you think Yan Qimo will come back?"

The sun set again on the third day, and the hope in Wu Jin's heart also died down as the sky gradually darkened.

"Yes, I will." Shui Youhan comforted softly, stroking her black hair with his palm.

The rims of Wu Jin's eyes were red, and his voice was as low as a wounded animal: "Sister Han, I don't know what I did wrong..."

"Xiao Tie said that Yan Qimo was angry, and the younger brother also said that she was very unhappy when she left, and she must have left after being angered by me." Regarding Yan Qimo's three-day farewell, Wu Jin finally said Figured it out.

"I must have done something wrong and she didn't want me, but I still don't know what it is. I'm so stupid, Sister Han, can you tell me?"

Wu Jin raised the back of her hand and wiped her eyes: "When she comes back, I will never make her angry again."

The disappointed sigh was lost in Shui Youhan's heart, only a soft comforting voice came out: "It's not Xiaojin's fault."

Shui Youhan lit the candlesticks, and the light instantly spread to every corner of the room, except for the darkness that could not be illuminated by Wu Jin's eyes.

"Xiaojin wait another day, if she doesn't come back, I will leave tomorrow to help you find someone."

After Shui Youhan left, the smile on Wu Jin's face faded very quickly, and he looked at Xiao Tie, who had already thrown himself on the bed and fell asleep wrapped in half the quilt.

Wake up tomorrow, is it the fourth day?Wu Jin was so full of worries that he felt so heavy that he couldn't lift himself up, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway if he wanted to rest.

In the past two days, she always felt that she could see Yan Qimo back after waking up from sleep.But until now, no one has been seen.

The small flame in Wu Jin's heart was gradually dissipated into embers, which were black and astringent, and still had a scorching residual warmth burning the heart, making it hard to ignore.

She opened the door and went out, walking aimlessly in the corridor, suddenly a sudden bright light came into the corner of her eye, Wu Jin turned around hastily, her eyes widened.

In Yan Qimo's room, there were candle lights on.

And... shadows.

Through the flickering candlelight cast on the window screen, she could recognize at a glance that it belonged to Yan Qimo.

The two doors squeaked and slammed open, Wu Jin was full of joy, and his steps were much faster, once he stepped on the threshold, he ran over a few steps in succession.

Opening his hands, he hugged Yan Qimo so tightly.

"Yan Qimo—" Wu Jin threw herself on her body, clasping her hands around her waist tightly behind her back: "You are finally back..."

Yan Qimo was stunned, not knowing where to start with all kinds of feelings, she was silent for a while.

"Let go." He chose the worst sentence.

Wu Jin's body froze, her hands didn't move, she just raised her head to look at her, her clear eyes were filled with mist, she bit her lips and her voice was trembling but firm: "...don't."

Immediately lowering her head, she threw herself into Yan Qimo's arms, and said regardless: "I won't let go, or you will leave again, or disappear without saying goodbye, without leaving me any news..."

"Yan Qimo, don't want me..."

The author has something to say: Finally... Finished writing, the speed is a bit slow today... Long, I have been waiting for you for a long time... (Excuse me, is there anyone waiting? Can you say something to make me feel happy? [So shameless ])

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Chapter 33 Tonight

The doors and windows in the room were closed tightly, and the cool wind outside the house beat against the window lattice seamlessly, so he could only turn around and leave.

In the room where even the sound of the wind was blocked, there was only the sound of Wu Jin's rising and falling breathing, from light to thick, the rising and falling gradually became clear and obvious, and slowly brought on the grievance and suppressed sobs.

Yan Qimo slightly raised the hand hanging by the side of the leg, froze in the air, paused, put it down again, and clenched into a fist again.

After a while, he finally lifted it up, picked up Wu Jin and sat on the edge of the bed.

Wu Jin hugged Yan Qimo tightly, sat on her lap, slowly raised his head, his eyes were red like little rabbits.

"Are you wronged?" Yan Qimo just looked at her like this.

Wu Jin nodded, the teardrops in his eyes were dangling and spinning: "Where have you been? Why did you leave without saying goodbye, right..." Don't want me anymore.

"I just went out for a walk." Yan Qimo looked at those crystal clear tears, and her heart softened a long time ago, but the jealousy continued to rage.

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