The sound of the door opening and the sound of the door closing, and the silence of the room returned to its original state.

After a while, Lin Jinran slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly in the direction of the locker room, and bit his lower lip in discomfort.

After dribbling in the bedroom for an hour, Lin Jinran appeared in the living room and asked Tiantian when she learned that Mr. Hou had not come back yet, she called Mr. Hou in a worried voice.

The phone was quickly answered, and Mr. Hou told her that she would arrive in fifteen minutes.

She doesn't want to be alone with Fu Mohan now. With the company of Mr. Hou, she can take a breath.

Just as I hung up the phone, the stairs sounded calmly down the stairs, and the man's usual low voice, "I'll go out and come back later."

Fu Mohan looked at Lin Jinran and said, "Lin Jinran really wanted to ask what he was going out to see Lin Ruochu." When he said something, he didn't ask anything in the end, but just answered, "Okay."

Mrs. Zhang muttered a few words dissatisfiedly. Seeing that Lin Jinran didn't ask, she stopped talking.

In fifteen minutes, Mr. Hou returned as promised and had supper with Lin Jinran.

Lin Jinran was afraid of vomiting again at night and ate less dinner. Mrs. Zhang was anxious when she watched, for fear that she would not eat well and her nutrition would not be able to keep up with her.

After dinner, Lin Jinran pulled Hou Shao back to the bedroom to chat. Hou Shao had already keenly discovered Lin Jinran's abnormality and had no problem with dinner.

She waited to the bedroom and began to chat with Lin Jinran casually. She couldn't bear to go back, so she simply asked, "Do you have something to worry about?"

Lin Jinran was slightly stunned, nodded and shook his head.

"Is there anything I can help you?" Hou Shao asked directly, his clear eyes staring at Lin Jinran's slightly pale face without blinking.

"No."

She refused simply, and only outsiders could not help with emotional matters.

Hou Shao nodded clearly, probably knowing that Lin Jinran was not doing anything. She was inconvenient to say more. A hint of hesitation flashed across the faces of male and female, and for a while, he spoke confidently, "You should believe Fu Mohan."

Lin Jinran looked up at Mr. Hou in a daze, not understanding what her words mean for a moment.

"He is a trustworthy person." Mr. Hou added another sentence, not saying anything else, she believed that Lin Jinran would understand what she meant.

"Don't think about it anymore, rest early." Hou Shao patted her shoulder lightly, stood up, and left the bedroom without stopping.

Lin Jinran knew that Fu Mohan was indeed worthy of trust, otherwise he would not have been in his current position under the age of thirty.

However, feelings are not work, she wanted to try to believe Fu Mohan, but she tasted the bitterness of the consequences of belief.

She was really scared, afraid that she would sink into desolation and would be doomed to nothing.

I waited until midnight, but still no Fu Mohan returned.

It was a little cooler late at night, and the moonlight shone across the glass and fell on the ground.

Lin Jinran sat on the bed, hiding in the shadow, gently stroked his flat and still belly, like a lifeless sculpture.

Suddenly, a shimmering light came into her palm, and the phone emitted a faint light.

He looked down at the time on his phone. He still didn't come back at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Lin Jinran raised his hand and placed his phone on the bedside table. He lay down slowly, tucked his bedding, and stared at the closed door in a daze.

I don’t remember when I fell asleep, but the only thing I remember was that the moonlight outside the window was facing west, and Fu Mohan still didn’t come back.
Chapter completed!