My Sister is Fuji

Obviously the evidence is conclusive, but Fu Jiang is still denying it.

But seeing the unwillingness in Fu Jiang's eyes, Su Mu felt relieved after a second thought.

There is more than one Fu Jiang, and they hate each other.

It may be done by another Tomie.

Su Mu continued to ask, and changed the way: "Did your counterfeit do it?"

"Oh, who else is there?" Fu Jiang said in a bad tone.

In fact, she had already given in, otherwise she would not have answered this kind of question at all.

Su Mu asked again: "How many times has my personality changed? It's like amnesia, or a sudden personality change."

"Who would remember this kind of thing." Fu Jiang said unhappy, Su Mu could see that she was not lying.

Fu Jiang would never specifically remember such insignificant things.

Even if Fu Jiang didn't directly say the answer Su Mu wanted, he could still speculate by insinuating that this "Su Mu" body had been used by more than one person.

At the same time, Su Mu couldn't help but have a philosophical question in his mind.

Who will become me, who will I become?

Keep handing over, what secrets this body hides.

Su Mu asked a few more questions again, and Fu Jiang was cooperative, but he didn't get any useful information at all.

Su Mu didn't plan to ask Fu Jiang any more questions, feeling bored.

Just as he was about to get away, Fu Jiang grabbed Su Mu's wrist.

Su Mu turned around suspiciously, and Fu Jiang returned to that difficult look, like a hand snake wrapped around his arm.

Fu Jiang said: "Go on!" Giggling, he laughed like crazy: "It's better to kill me!" Lying on the bed, he turned and looked at Su Mu charmingly, "Anything is fine. You like it!"

Su Mu furrowed his brows from the headache, and Fu Jiang laughed out loud like a mocking giggle.

Chapter 72 Inferiority

Chapter 72 Inferiority

Su Mu stared at Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang stopped smiling, and looked at Su Mu.

The two of them stared at each other quietly, until the phone suddenly rang in Su Mu's pocket, breaking the strange silence.

Su Mu took out her mobile phone, it was Xiaohui calling.Regardless of Fu Jiang's reaction, he went out on his own, and closed the door by the way.

Fu Jiang's eyes flickered slightly, the corners of his mouth outlined a little, and he muttered to himself: "You will regret it."

……

hospital.

Xiaohui was lying on a snow-white hospital bed with a mobile phone in her hand, her face was so worried.

With the sound of "beep--", the phone is connected.

Xiaohui opened her mouth slightly, but for a moment she didn't know how to speak.

Xiaohui is timid and inferior, with a slender and sensitive heart, embarrassed to speak, hesitating, but afraid that Su Mu will get impatient and press the phone - even though she knows that Su Mu is not such a person, she still can't help being afraid thought.

Looking at the orchids placed by the window, small white flowers, slender branches, and yellow cores in the flowers.

Xiaohui asked in a low voice: "Xiao Mu, can you come out and accompany me for a while tomorrow?" She was uneasy in her heart, for fear that Su Mu would refuse.

Su Mu didn't agree immediately, but felt that something was wrong with Xiao Hui.

Tomorrow is not the weekend, it is class time.

Xiaohui didn't plan to go to school when something happened.You know, Xiaohui is a very well-behaved girl.

Su Mu asked back, "Xiaohui, how is your health?"

Xiao Hui suddenly became nervous, even if she tried to hide it, she couldn't stop the emotional fluctuations in her words: "I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." She lowered her head and said, "I don't want to go to school, Xiao Mu, can you come out and accompany me?"

After finishing speaking, Xiaohui blushed for her selfishness.

She thought she shouldn't disturb Su Mu.

I should pretend that nothing happened, go to school as if nothing happened, guard Su Mu's side, and wait for my own death.

Just like a grass, it lives quietly and dies quietly.

Thinking of this, Xiaohui's tears welled up in her eyes.

Unfortunately, people always overestimate themselves.

I am not a person like Xiaocao at all.

From the very beginning, I was selfish and not satisfied with all this.

Because Xiaohui was crying, she was afraid that her voice would be hoarse, and Su Mu would notice something slightly wrong, so she lowered her voice extremely low: "Is it okay?"

The voice revealed a bit of longing.

Before she knew it, Xiaohui's posture also became extremely low.