Let me give you all my life

"Brother." Xuan Jinyan burst into tears, convinced that it was indeed her brother in front of her, and that it was not a dream, so she cried aggrievedly.

Xuan Jinmo then stood up from Tong Xiaoye's bed, walked to Xuan Jinyan's bed, and said gently: "It's okay, go back and rest for a while and you'll be fine, the rain outside is a bit heavy, it's about to stop before you can leave."

Looking at Xuan Jinmo's back, Tong Xiaoye was a little surprised. This back looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

"Brother——" Xuan Jinyan couldn't stop crying, sat up, and threw herself into her brother's arms, unable to control herself because of her aggrievedness.

Xuan Jinmo's heart twitched suddenly, and he hugged his sister's crying body. He had always seen the panic and psychological ups and downs on her face. This expression was very similar to the expression of his sister when their mother left. Helpless, desperate, he suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up.

That Feng Dazhu—maybe he can make my sister happy!

Tong Xiaoye stared at Xuan Jinmo's back suspiciously, her vision was a little unclear, probably because the light in the room was already dark, or because she was not fully awake yet, this back was so familiar, but she couldn't think of it. When she got up, she frowned involuntarily.

Sensing the gaze from Tong Xiaoye's direction behind him, Xuan Jinmo gently pushed his sister away, turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Tong Xiaoye's somewhat confused expression.

She seemed to have discovered something, suspected something, but couldn't be sure.

Xuan Jinmo's heart shook, Tong Xiaoye was smarter and more transparent than he thought!With a gentle smile on his face, he said softly, "Xiaoye, what's the matter?"

Tong Xiaoye was in a trance, and Xuan Jinmo's voice startled her, she shook her head, a little confused, it shouldn't be, not only the color of the clothes is different, but also the expression and attitude are different, the back is full of indifference and disgust, the voice There is also disgust and indifference, how could it be Xuan Jinmo who is in front of him with gentle words and gentle expressions.

I must be too sensitive!

"It's okay, I was wrong." Tong Xiaoye said apologetically.

Xuan Jinmo kept a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were full of pity, but his heart froze. Tong Xiaoye must have guessed something, but he was not sure enough. This girl really needs to work hard, she is too young , not sweet talk,—

"Are you hungry? By the way, Jin Yan, I brought your favorite snack." Xuan Jinmo turned to look at his sister, and said with a smile, "Cousin Hua An asked me to bring it when I came. He said that you like to eat, and if you find it, you might want to eat it. He is worried that you will not be able to eat or sleep well if you are kidnapped, and if he sees you like this, he must feel very distressed."

Xuan Jinyan had a strange expression on her face. After thinking for a while, she quickly asked in a low voice: "Brother Dazhu, is he, is he okay? You don't suspect that he kidnapped me, do you?"

Xuan Jinmo looked at her younger sister expressionlessly, Xuan Jinyan lowered her head, not daring to look at her brother's expression, but her heart was pounding, not knowing how her brother would treat her.

"He's fine." Xuan Jinmo said flatly, "Now that you are married, for the sake of protecting you, I will send him to the border so that he can have a future."

"He will be killed!" Xuan Jinyan looked up at her brother in horror.