Yuan Mengxi did not turn on the lights. She looked at the light on the screen of her phone in the dark, and the two words Nanmu on it lit up. The ringtone was soothing and comfortable. It was set by Qiao Nanmu for her, and it belonged to Qiao Nanmu alone.

The glass fragments half pierced into her knees, and the pain was piercing whenever she moved. She sat on the cold floor, stretched out her hand to grab the phone regardless of everything. Her eyes were frozen on the name, unable to move at all.

The phone rang for a long time, and the people there seemed to be patient waiting for her to answer, but Qiao Nanmu was obviously not a person who was good at waiting. Yuan Mengxi could even imagine that Qiao Nanmu on the other end of the phone must be frowning tirelessly at this moment. When she took it, he would definitely say the first sentence: "Why did it take me so long to answer my phone? Didn't you tell you that you must let me find you all the time?" His tone must be very unhappy, with complaints and concerns.

Yuan Mengxi finally took the phone. She felt dizzy and wanted to have a sleep, but her only consciousness told her that this was a call from Qiao Nanmu, so she had to answer.

The phone was answered, and Qiao Nanmu's dissatisfied voice immediately rang: "Why did you take me so long to answer my phone? Didn't you tell you that you must let me find you all the time?"

It's true.

Yuan Mengxi had a pale face and suddenly smiled.

"Nanmu." She opened her lips and called this name. Only in this time, when she was alone, in the darkness, did she have the courage to call this name almost lingeringly over and over again.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Nanmu's heart beat hard and asked immediately.

Yuan Mengxi raised her head and looked at the ceiling. She only saw a darkness. She tried to calm her voice and said, "I'm fine." She said something that was unrelated to her in such a light tone. Her body moved accidentally touched her knees, clearly touching a large area of ​​wetness. She bit her lips tightly and endured the pain, and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

Qiao Nanmu didn't think much, hesitated for a while and said with a little hesitation: "Well, my mother wants to see you, but I don't know if you will be inconvenient tomorrow..." The words he said were a little stuttering, and Qiao Nanmu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had just practiced many times and finally thought about the wording. He told himself to be stronger, no matter whether Yuan Mengxi is willing to tie him up or not, but when he heard her voice, he forgot these words, his mind was blank, and he was obviously weaker.

Listening to Qiao Nanmu's careful tone, Yuan Mengxi felt a burst of pain in his heart. A domineering person like him would ask her for advice in such a tone, as if he was afraid that she would refuse.

The curses outside could be heard vaguely, and Yuan Mengxi burst into tears silently.

But Nanmu, I'm sorry, I still want to reject you.

"It's not very convenient for me. Recently, relatives will come to entertain you at home, so I probably can't go to work." She called Qiao Nanmu's name over and over again, but the flower of despair in her heart became bigger and bigger.

She has no relatives, but she can only use such despicable excuses.

Nanmu, I am so humble, how can I stand by your side? Even if I see the same scenery as you, I am afraid that it will burn your eyes.

Nanmu, Nanmu.

Yuan Mengxi's tears flowed down her cheeks and flowed on her knees, making a bloody flower faint.
Chapter completed!