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Ma Jiaqi came out with his face and saw the back of the little girl going upstairs and Yan Haoxiang standing at the dining table in a daze.
He quickly put down the bowl in his hand and said to Yan Haoxiang,
majiaqiWhat are you still in a daze...?
majiaqiHurry up and take a look...!
Yan Haoxiang responded slowly and said "oh" twice.
Keep up with the little girl with strides.
Ma Jiaqi also followed closely.
But the two were still a step behind.
Shure was locked out.
majiaqiWhat's wrong with you?
majiaqiAre you uncomfortable?
yanhaoxiangI have a spare key to the room.
yanhaoxiangShall I go get the key?
Ma Jiaqi looked anxious, because the little girl had never locked herself in the house without a word for no reason.
Yan Haoxiang did not dare to delay.
He turned around and walked quickly towards his room.
In the room at this time.
Shure wrapped himself in a thin quilt and shrunk on the bed, and his petite body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Her pretty little face was pale.
Biting her lip to try to calm herself down.
But it was all in vain.
Just the name Bing Boxian.
She turned out all the fears she had hidden in her heart, wrapped her in embarrassment and made her feel suffocated.
Obviously those bad memories... Obviously she forgot all those bad pasts... why... why keep haunting her?
Abba is like a haunted ghost. When she finally relaxed her vigilance and thought she could welcome a new beginning, she suddenly appeared in her world in his way.
Shure's tears welled up in his eyes.
Developed lacrimal glands transform all those fears into crystal clear tears.
The hatred engraved in her bones and the fear of him pressed the little girl out of breath.
Why can't you let yourself go...?
Shure sobbed silently.
In fact, she has never forgotten what happened in Beijing, and she still remembers bits and pieces that happened when she was a child, but she dare not let her brothers know...
Don't dare to let them know that she is no longer that simple and ignorant little girl, she is afraid of losing their love...
More afraid... she will lose them...
Outside the door, Yan Haoxiang finally found the spare key. Without panting, he bent over and inserted the key into the door, and then opened the closed door.
Ma Jiaqi and Yan Haoxiang came to the bedroom and saw the bulge of the small bag on the bed at a glance, as well as the slightly trembling body and the sobbing.
The two teenagers looked at each other.
Each other's faces were full of helplessness.
Ma Jiaqi stepped forward cautiously.
Squatting beside the bed, holding his trembling voice softly,
majiaqiEarl... what's wrong?
majiaqiCan you talk to Brother Pony?
Yan Haoxiang also slowly and carefully climbed into the bed. He stood on top of her, bowed his head and whispered,
yanhaoxiangWhat happened to the baby?
yanhaoxiangHave something to say to my brothers...
yanhaoxiangDon't hide and cry alone, okay...?
The girl's cry still came from the quilt.
Yan Haoxiang and Ma Jiaqi had no choice but to exchange glances with each other.
The next second, Ma Jiaqi pinched the corner of the thin quilt and lifted the quilt, and Yan Haoxiang took the opportunity to hug the crying little girl directly into his arms.
