Madam Dihao is not good

Chanel calmed down, and found that the study room was full of music scores, paper balls and CDs, and the desks, cabinets and sofas were also piled up in a mess...

The walls are covered with various posters.

Mu Xicheng sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pen in his left hand, and was writing something.

As for the right hand, it seemed that it had been cut by some sharp weapon, and bright red blood flowed out from the palm, soaking the nearby carpet and music scores.

In front of his feet, there were several CDs that were abruptly broken. [

Chanel probably understood what scratched his hand.

"What's the matter with you..." Chanel was about to walk in, but the ground was covered with music scores, her legs were raised in the air, and she didn't know how to place her feet.

Mu Xicheng didn't raise his head, and continued to write something quickly on the paper: "Go to sleep."

It seemed to be very stable, but the tip of the pen severely scratched the paper.

He crumpled the piece of paper, took out a blank piece of paper and put it in front of him, and continued to write.

The wound on the right palm seemed to have been there for a while, and the blood had become viscous, dripping thickly like jam.

"You are seriously injured." Chanel frowned, "Where is your medicine box?"

"No need, go to sleep." Mu Xicheng said lightly, but the tip of the pen cut a piece of paper fiercely again!

Chanel didn't know what to say, she looked at him quietly for a while, then turned and left.

Leave her alone, she shouldn't ask about his affairs!

Once she showed concern for him, perhaps it gave him hope again!

She walked slowly into the room, suddenly, Chanel felt her body tighten, and a pair of arms suddenly hugged her from behind!

Chanel's heart sank suddenly.

Mu Xicheng hugged her tightly, buried his face on her neck, as if wet liquid was dripping on her skin.

Chanel's hand that was about to struggle froze, and felt another drop of hot liquid fall.

"Mr. Mu, what are you doing?" Chanel calmed down, trying to keep her tone as cold as possible.

"Xia Nai, you really left..."

He murmured: "Never come back