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Medicine.

There is medicine.

Lanxi's chest is full of sour and astringent, and her little hand trembles to search for medicine in the drawer of the cabinet. When she turns it out, she finds that it is a piece of complicated English. With her level, she only knows the two words above, which seems to be a medicine for stomachache.

She ran out like a madman, poured water, and ran back to give him medicine.

She knows, last night camping, he didn't eat much in the mountains, and today he didn't eat any food, but he spent a lot of energy.

"Brother..."

Lan Xi endure thin sweat to call a, water eyes full of heartache and fear, give him the water cup and medicine.

Muyanchen, who had a short rest on the swivel chair, opened his eyes slowly.

Biting her lips, she frowned and said in a soft voice, "brother, don't listen to the second uncle's nonsense. It's his greed. He always thinks that it's unfair for his grandfather to leave the company to his father. But the same is true for my uncle. He is a university teacher, and he's at peace with the world. Isn't he happy?"

Mu Yanchen swallows the medicine, calm as water, silent.

"Brother, you must be father's own, I believe you!" Her dimples were sweet and she had a bright smile.

Mu Yanchen holds the hand of the water cup and pauses in the air.

His eyes are as calm as water, and if you look carefully, it will take a trace of cold. He drooped his eyes and drank the water quietly. He could not think that he was her own brother. There was nothing good about him. Maybe, not at all.

"You don't have to review your lessons?" He regained a trace of energy, the eye son sweeps to the table top, low dumb asks a way.

Lan Xi's small face was confused for a moment, and his back was dull. After a long time, he responded and said in a soft voice: "no I want it. "

"Then go, go back with your father." Obviously, he was asking for leave. He took the document in his hand and was going to be busy.

So So that's it??

Lan Xi felt that something was wrong. She walked slowly to the door and opened it with her small hand. When she looked back at the door, she hoped he would say something. Seeing that he didn't respond, she went out with some loss.

"Lan River." His name is.

Lan River heart a jump, small face twist back.

"Don't tell anyone about my bad stomach." He asked.

She was stunned, as if to understand, Mou son a clear and sincere: "en, I promise not to tell anyone."

Lan Xi looked at him and hoped that he could say two more words, but he nodded and began to deal with business affairs.

Heavier loss climbed up to the heart, she lowered her eyelashes, loosened her battered lower lip and closed the door.

"And..."

Mu Yanchen raised her eyes, her eyes swept her gracefully and indifferently, and said in a low voice, "tell my mother. I'll move back tomorrow. "

Move back to live.

Lan Xi was stunned. At first, she didn't react. But after a long time, she finally understood. Her clear face seemed to open up the confusion, a little frightened, shocked, and a little ecstatic.

He said he would move back.

Go to the luxury house that she always feels too big and too cold. With her.

The heart is boiling, purplish red climb up the cheek, she had to make, happy to close the door, but suddenly like think of what, small hand pick open the door, smile sunny: "brother, welcome you home!"

She yelled a little loud, not only in the office, but also outside the office staff.

On the day of his return to China, a welcome and acceptance which was absent in the Mu house came with joy and solemnity.

Mu Yanchen raised her eyes. The light in her eyes flowed on her bright and sweet face. After a long time, he grinned with thin lips, bewitching and forcing people and reversing all living beings.

It's warm.

It's warm when she smiles sweetly. His heart, which was as cold as ice, was so entangled in her that he could not move.