Chen Yun didn't wait for Jiang Mo to come to play with him the next day.

He logged into the game and saw the only account in the friend column, with a gray avatar, Wang Jue, offline.

He was reading on his computer.

Since he decided to leave the Shen family, he knew that if he didn't work hard, he would be nothing in the future. Could it be...

Thinking of the day when he left Shen's house with his luggage, Jiang Mo rode his bicycle to help him move.

The two were so tired that they were sweating. She lay on the sofa and looked at him with bright eyes. She said to him: "Chen Yun, don't worry, at worst, I will make money to support you in the future."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the next second he squinted.

He is a man, will he really want her to raise him in the future?

not to mention……

Thinking of that mysterious man, his fingers holding the book are green and white. It is hard to say whether she is willing to support herself or not.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear a prompt from his friend's online. He threw away the book and took out his cell phone to call his high school classmates: "Hey, is He Bin?"

——

"I'll go to the class reunion and come back in the evening. You must be careful when you are alone at home." Jiang Mo stood at the door and reminded him worriedly.

Chen Yun was a little funny, "Jiang Momo, I am an adult, but you should be careful not to play too late."

Jiang Mo's face turned slightly red, and she was still a little worried, "If you have anything to do, you must call me. Do you know my phone number?"

Chen Yun recited her number.

Jiang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and left in one step.

She didn't want to attend these class reunions, but He Bin said Chen Yun would go there too.

Since Chen Yun was angry and left that day, she hadn't seen him yet, and she didn't know if she was still angry now.

Jiang Mo rode his bicycle to the Zhuangyuan Building, pushed open the door of the private room and saw the boy sitting at the dining table.

The private room was lively and everyone was discussing how he was doing in the exam and which school he was going to apply for. The only one was staring at the water cup in front of him, looking dull and bored.

He Bin happened to turn around and asked him: "Hey, Chen Yun, are you going to apply for B or Q?"

With Chen Yun's grades, both schools are perfectly fine.

If it weren't for the financial problems he had left the Shen family, many famous foreign schools would choose him.

The ginger pricked up his ears.

Chen Yun coughed before saying, "It should be big Q."

Jiang Mo hurried over, drove away the boy next to Chen Yun, sat down, and asked in a low voice: "Chen Yun, are you sick?"

The boy glanced at her and quipped faintly.

The boy who stood up shook his eyebrows at Jiang Mo and said in a tone: "Oh, Jiang Mo, it seems that q is quite close to the Dance Academy."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other students immediately smiled ambiguously.

Jiang Mo raised his chin and asked fiercely: "So what's wrong? Chen Yun wants to learn computers. The computer department of Q is better than that of B!"

"There is nothing but nothing, I just envy Lao Shen, right?"

Chen Yun seemed to feel uncomfortable, and he supported his forehead with his hands, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, with a faint reaction.

Everyone started to make a fuss for a while, but when they saw that he was really uncomfortable, they didn't bother him anymore.

After dinner, someone suggested singing K. He Bin asked Chen Yun: "Are you coming? If you feel uncomfortable, I will call you next time."

Chen Yun shook his head, "I'm fine, let's go together. It's rare to get together again in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and coughed.

My fair face turned red.

The girls came over to care about him in a verbal manner. Chen Yun took the water cup handed over by a girl and said thank you. Before he could drink it, Jiang Mo, who was sitting next to him without saying a word, suddenly stood up and snatched the water cup from his hand. He couldn't help but break up and stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. It was hot.

She was so angry that she said, "You have a fever!"

"I'll take him back, you guys can play."

As she said that, she pulled Chen Yun out.

The remaining classmates looked at each other.

"These two people quarreled?"

"It seems."

"My day, I thought they would be together after the exam."

"Who knows..."

After leaving the door, Jiang Mo asked him fiercely: "Have you ridden a bike?"

He shook his head.

"Then how did you come here? Take a taxi?"

"walk."

Jiang Mo took a deep breath and wanted to beat him up.

They are all sick, and they don’t have to take good care of their illness at home and run around. They don’t even get a car and walk even if they don’t get a car.

She pushed the bicycle over with a tense face and pedaled it up, "Come on, I'll take you back."

Chen Yun looked at her for a while and seemed to know that she was in a bad mood now, so he didn't do anything anymore. He sat behind honestly and reached out to circle her waist.

Xia □□ took a thin dress, and the ginger powder was trembling with his hot body temperature.

So hot, is he desperate?!

Chen Yun raised the corner of his mouth, leaned his face against her back, and there were the whistling wind and the noise of cars and people, but he couldn't hear it all, only the heartbeat in his chest, which was more violent and more violent...

Her waist is so thin.

It smells of sweat on its body, but it doesn't smell bad, but it also has the girl's body scent.

He knew that she liked to use verbena shower gel in summer, like the aroma of mint and lemon mixed...

The house that Chen Yun rented was even more broken than Jiang Mo's house, dark and humid, and the stairs were bumpy, so it was almost the same as a dangerous house.

When he opened the door and went in, Jiang Wu pushed the person onto the bed, turned around and opened the cabinet.

When moving, Jiang Mo moved with him. She was very familiar with this place. She successfully found the small medicine box, took out the thermometer and shook it, and said to him: "Open your mouth."

Chen Yun put aside his face, "Give it to me, I'll do it myself."

Jiang Mo did not argue with him, gave him the thermometer and watched him clamp it under his armpit.

I went out and poured a glass of water, took out two more antipyretics, and waited for five minutes to take out the thermometer and took a look, 39.4c.

Jiang Mo was so angry that he hit him in the arm, "Why don't you burn you into a fool?!"

Chen Yun looked at her without saying anything, his shallow pupils were misty and he looked a little pitiful.

Jiang Mo couldn't scold him anymore.

"Take medicine."

"good."

He obediently took two pills, drank water, and slowly closed his eyes.

Jiang Mo: "Go to bed. If you wake up, I will accompany you to the hospital if you haven't subsided."

"Um."

He responded, turned his back and buried his face in the pillow. When he heard her going out, he called someone and said he would not go back tonight.

He quietly raised the corner of his mouth.

Is it despicable?

Perhaps, he admitted.

But what does that matter?

Jiang Momo is his, and he has kept her for six years.

Even if he has nothing now, sooner or later, he will give her the best life.

After Jiang Momo called Chen Yun at home, he turned around and saw the lucky cat piggy bank placed on the coffee table.

I walked over and picked it up and shook it, and I had already thrown several coins in it.

She couldn't help laughing, poked the cat's head, and said coolly: "Because you miss me every day, I won't scold you for making me sick."

At night, the minced ginger measured the temperature for Chen Yun again, 38.2c.

It has been lowered a little.

She gave him medicine again and asked him, "Are you hungry? I'll go out to buy something for you."
To be continued...