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4.11

When he returned home at night, Han Xiaotu locked himself in the room, not wanting to face Murong Jin for a minute. Unfortunately, at eight o'clock in the evening, Han Xiaotu, who was nestled in the bedroom, did not hear Murong Jin knocking on the door.

The sound of her eating undoubtedly made Han Xiaotu even more angry.

In a rage, Han Xiaotu opened the door and walked out. While Murong Jin was taking a bath in the bathroom, she ran away from home!

When Murong Jin came out from the shower, she found that Han Xiaotu's door was wide open. When she walked in, there was no one there.

Then I searched the entire apartment and found no trace of Han Xiaotu.

Now, Murong Jin immediately became anxious.

After getting dressed, he hurried out.

Based on his understanding of Han Xiaotu, he knew that this girl must have run out out of anger, but she shouldn't have been far away. She was probably hiding in a small corner nearby, waiting for him to come out to find her.

"Hmph - bastard Jin, bad guy Jin, idiot Jin, I never want to see you again!" On a morning training ground near the apartment complex, Han Xiaotu angrily kicked the body of the sycamore tree in front of him, while

Mouthful words in the mouth.

It was already dark by this time, and there were only a few dim street lights on the field.

Han Xiaotu's shadow was stretched out, looking particularly lonely on the deserted morning training ground.

But not long after, another tall figure appeared near the lonely shadow.

Soon, the two shadows overlapped.

"What are you doing here?" When Han Xiaotu found that Murong Jin, who had appeared from nowhere, was standing behind her, she immediately turned around and looked at him with a sullen look on her face, with a particularly unusual tone.

The ground is bad.

Huh... Did you still know to come find me? I thought you wouldn't be nervous even if I disappeared.

Han Xiaotu complained inwardly, turning his head to one side and no longer looking at Murong Jin.

"You ran out without saying a word. Can I not worry? Come home with me." Murong Jin said, and at the same time reached out and grabbed Han Xiaotu's left wrist, trying to pull her home.

"Let go!" Unexpectedly, Han Xiaotu, who had been squeezing his inner resentment for a long time, finally broke out. He shook off Murong Jin's hand, took a few steps back, and then stared at the other person with wide eyes.

"I don't want you to care! Don't you already dislike me? Why do you still care about me?"

"Who said I don't like you anymore?" Seeing Han Xiaotu's jealous and furious look, Murong Jin gradually felt a hint of sweetness in her heart.

"Do you need to say more? You've made it too obvious! You already like Xue Meng, right?" Han Xiaotu held her mouth in frustration, almost crying.

"No. I don't like Xue Meng." Taking the initiative at the moment, Murong Jin replied calmly.

"Then why were you so nice to her yesterday and chatted so much with her today, but you kept ignoring me and deliberately neglected me? Do you know that I am very sad... I have a feeling of being abandoned...

...Do you know?" The more he spoke, the sadder he became, and Han Xiaotu's tears just fell down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

Within a few seconds, Han Xiaotu was crying till she was full of tears.
Chapter completed!
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