"It's such a mess, I'll help you clean it up."

After speaking, Mo Xiaohe rushed into Shan Luo's house, of course, this was because Shan Luo did not stop her, otherwise how could she have entered.

The lamp hanging on the ceiling was hit by a water glass, and it seemed that it would go out completely at any moment.

Mo Xiaohe didn't have a headache from the messy room, she said while cleaning up: "It's a mess, feel more comfortable after venting, right?" ”

"No matter how you don't grieve yourself, look at it, it's so messy, how are you going to sleep tonight?"

Shan Luo's eyes flickered as he watched Mo Xiaohe clean up the house for himself, although the dim environment was gloomy, but for some reason, the violence in his heart was inexplicably reduced.

This girl who can warm the winter doesn't seem to care that Shan Luo is in a rage now, not at all worried that he will hurt herself, she takes care of herself to clean up the debris on the floor, because Shan Luo didn't speak, so she seems to be talking to herself, and she doesn't feel bored.

"You're so powerful, there shouldn't be anything that makes you feel tricky, and you're so ruthless, no one should make you so out of shape!"

"However, I am sure that you will soon be able to overcome the difficulties."

Mo Xiaohe didn't ask why Shan Luo was so angry, nor did she mention what happened in the game today, she knew that he needed someone to comfort him, not someone to listen to his story.

Shan Luo was silent for a long time before he spoke: "You go back, thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid of hurting you." ”

He could feel a burning anger burning in his heart, and no matter how much he suppressed it, he couldn't suppress it.

Mo Xiaohe's movements paused slightly, and she smiled: "I'll help you clean up before leaving." And you won't hurt me. ”

The floor was strewn with cotton from the sofa, all kinds of clothes, and even some food, wine bottles, and especially fist prints and potholes in the walls. As if he had been bombarded, Mo Xiaohe was terrified.

He is indeed a depravity!

I don't know why. Looking at Mo Xiaohe's back bending over to clean up the floor, there was an inexplicable evil fire in Shan Luo's heart, and his sunglasses couldn't block the blood in his eyes, he felt that the blood in his whole body was burning, so he couldn't help but approach Mo Xiaohe.

"Luo Can, thank you." Mo Xiaohe said softly, his voice was very soft, if he didn't listen carefully, he wouldn't even be able to hear it.

Shan Luo came behind Mo Xiaohe and asked in a low voice, "Thank you?" ”

Smelling the fragrance emanating from Mo Xiaohe's body. He felt relieved, and his previous boredom had decreased a lot, but the evil fire in his abdomen was increasing.

"There's a lot to thank you for." Mo Xiaohe picked up the clothes on the ground and smiled, she turned around and crashed directly into Shan Luo's arms, and suddenly she retreated in a panic, saying sorry again and again.

Looking at Mo Xiaohe's crimson cheeks, Shan Luo suddenly felt a dry mouth, and at this moment. The lights went out again and again, and the room went dark, and neither of them could see each other's faces clearly.

Mo Xiaohe's breathing couldn't help but become short, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Is there a backup light source?" ”

"Nope." Shan Luo slowly approached Mo Xiaohe. His voice was a little hoarse: "Little lotus......"

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaohe replied softly, for some reason, although her heart was beating fast. But there was no feeling of fear or panic, because what was in front of her was a single fall. And no one else.

These days, the time after evening is what she looks forward to most during the day when she goes to school. Because she could meet him, even if she didn't know what he looked like, she could see that Shan Luo was not a bad person, and that time she punished the bully who bullied her and the play that night made her gradually lost.

"Why aren't you afraid of me, I'm so irritable, so fierce, why didn't you avoid me?" Shan Luo stood in front of Mo Xiaohe and lowered his head slightly and asked, the two faces were less than three centimeters apart, and each could feel the heat from each other's breath.

The air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, Mo Xiaohe's heart was as chaotic as numbness, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "You haven't been cruel to me, and you have protected me." ”

Shan Luo's breathing became heavier and heavier, he suddenly hugged Mo Xiaohe and kissed him, in the dark, the clothes in Mo Xiaohe's hand fell directly to the ground, she made a buzzing sound, and wanted to push Shan Luo away, but the strength was not enough.

As if the gunpowder was ignited, Shan Luo became more and more violent, and his hands began to be dishonest, Mo Xiaohe became more and more flustered, although she was devoted to Shan Luo, it did not mean that she was willing to give herself like this, she beat Shan Luo desperately with both hands, wanting to push him away, but at this moment Shan Luo had lost his mind, how could he let go.

Just when Shan Luo wanted to go further, he suddenly felt a drop of water dripping on his right hand, and his perception ability was far beyond ordinary people, but he felt that the mood of the girl in his arms began to be low and dead, and he was suddenly shocked, and his hands subconsciously let go.

"Smack!"

Mo Xiaohe slapped Shan Luo's face and then ran out of the door with a sob, with a bang, Shan Luo woke up after the door closed, and it turned out that the water droplets on his right hand were tears.

Thinking of Mo Xiaohe's gentle words to comfort him before, the evil fire and violence in his heart receded like a tide, and his fists clicked even more, he had hurt someone just now.

Sighing, Shan Luo turned around and walked towards the door, he was worried that something would happen to Mo Xiaohe, although she was likely to go home directly, he still couldn't help but want to go downstairs to have a look.

Walking down the stairs, the cold winter air made him gradually calm down, and there were too many things today to make sense, he shouldn't be so arbitrary.

Besides, even if what Ai Qing'er said is true, she has been lying to herself all the time, so why should she be persistent?

Gathering and dispersing is a dream.

"If it's true. Thank you for being with me on this journey. ”

Shan Luo looked up at the night sky outside the corner of the stairs and muttered, the cold moonlight shining on his face, and the expression on his face became calm again.

……

The hill under the night was pitch black, and the lights emitted by the surrounding residential buildings could not fully illuminate it, and in a small pavilion halfway up the mountain, Mo Xiaohe squatted on the ground and sobbed, her heart was full of grievances, and she complained more about Shan Luo treating her like this, but she had no hatred.

The kiosk is off the trail and it's already night, so no one is here.

However, at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came into her ears, she quickly looked up, and saw a black shadow walking towards her along the path, so frightened that she quickly got up and retreated, just when she wanted to hide in the woods behind her, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Xiaohe, it's me."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she wiped the tears on her face and asked, "What are you doing here?" You go, I don't want to talk to you now. ”

After saying that, she turned her back to Shan Luo, and now she just wants to be alone and quiet. (To be continued......)