I go north, you go south

For the convenience of speaking, Xu Huan sneaked into the safe passage, and after making sure that there was no one else around, he finally opened his mouth filled with righteous indignation: "Shu Shu, tell the truth, did Ling Bei bully you?

"Don't worry, as I said, if he's sorry for you, I'll call you back."

"Ah? What? Bullying?"

Apparently, Nan Zishu on the phone was a little confused by Xu Huan's sudden "rhetoric words", let alone what she meant by "bullying".

Nan Zishu turned his head to look at Ling Bei subconsciously, and saw that the other party was still very uncomfortable and put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, and then he said in a low voice with some hesitation: "Xu Huan.
"She thought we were together one night, yes."

He really doesn't know what to say next
Fortunately, Nan Zishu, the "emotional wood", understood Ling Bei's meaning in time this time.

This topic also made Nan Zishu feel a little hot, but she still managed to find a steady voice and explained to Xu Huan: "Oh, Xiao Huan, where are you thinking.

"Ling Bei stayed with me in the hospital all night, and I took a rest in the morning, so it was Ling Bei who answered the phone.

"He stayed with me all night without closing his eyes."

She said the last sentence very softly, and there was not only gratitude in her tone, but also a kind of gentle throbbing.

Sure enough, just as Nan Zishu secretly glanced at Ling Bei, he bumped into Ling Bei's smiling eyes.

"So I really misunderstood him?"

Xu Huan's voice on the other end of the phone pulled Nan Zishu back from his thoughts: "It's true that nothing happened to you?"

Apparently Xu Huan still expressed some uneasiness.

It's not that Xu Huan didn't believe Nan Zishu's words, nor did he suspect that Nan Zishu would lie to her in order to protect Ling Bei.

It's just that when I think that it was Ling Bei who answered the phone in the morning, I still feel uneasy.

Always feel like something bad happened.

"Nothing, you can rest assured."

Nan Zishu smiled helplessly, but when he heard Xu Huan's usual concern, he couldn't help but feel a warm current.

Just as Ling Bei thought, it was impossible for Nan Zishu to hide the news of Liu Ying's death from even Xu Huan.

But before Nan Zishu could figure out what to say, Xu Huan over there took the initiative to ask: "You said that you and Ling Bei were in the hospital all night, is it because of auntie yesterday afternoon?
"Is it a big problem? Is it solved now?"

Xu Huan's tone also contained the most genuine worry: "You didn't come to the company today, is it a difficult problem?
"Shu Shu, if you need any help, don't be polite to me, maybe I can help you find a way."

Facing Xu Huan's barrage of questions, Nan Zishu didn't know what to say to her.

After a moment of silence, Nan Zishu slightly bent his lips bitterly, choosing to express his gratitude for this precious concern first.

"Thank you, Xiaohuan."

Nan Zishu involuntarily raised his eyes to look at the funeral parlor not far away. The gray weather enveloped this place that had always been gray, and even people's hearts were dyed gray in silence.

"There's nothing more to help."

Nan Zishu's voice became hoarse again: "My mother... is gone.

"Acute hemorrhage yesterday afternoon, I couldn't save it..."

The sound of the whole world seemed to be suddenly silent at this moment.

Xu Huan on the other end of the phone could not make a sound for a long time.