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Suddenly, there was no light, Yan Xiaomo's eyes were still gloomy, and she couldn't see Zhou Yu's expression clearly.

It's noon at this time, and it feels good not to have to go to school.

"I'm not your brother."

Zhou Yu's voice was still very cold, he really couldn't let go of this girl, some things could be forgotten, and some sins were difficult to erase.

A pale smile appeared on Yan Xiaomo's face, and her lips, which were once shiny and attractive, became chapped.

A trace of pain flashed in her heart, she didn't know if this pain belonged to her or the original owner, she thought, she hadn't reached the point of that distress for Zhou Yu, this must be the feeling in the heart of the original owner.

"Brother, since you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me? Isn't it tiring to hate someone? ”

Yan Xiaomo slowly spoke, if she was asked to hate someone, she felt that it would be a very difficult thing.

I won't hate someone for so many years for no reason.

"You just want to die so much? Thought I wouldn't dare kill you? ”

Zhou Yu's eyes were gloomy, looking at the haggard and pale woman on the hospital bed, her eyes were full of gloom.

"If you can make my brother dissipate his hatred, brother, you can kill me."

Yan Xiaomo broke the jar and fell, she bet that Zhou Yu would not kill herself, if she really wanted to kill her, she would have killed it a long time ago, why wait until now?

"You ......"

Zhou Yu suddenly grabbed Yan Xiaomo's neck, and his palm was forced.

Yan Xiaomo closed her eyes, she was powerless to resist, and she was secretly shocked in her heart, Zhou Yu wouldn't really want to kill herself, right?

Suddenly, I regretted what I had just said.

"Young master, young master, no, Miss is your sister."

As soon as the housekeeper entered the door, he saw Zhou Yu pinching Yan Xiaomo's neck, and he was so frightened that he hurried over to pull Zhou Yu away.

He thought that the young master had slowly changed his attitude towards the young lady, but he didn't expect the young master to kill the young lady.

Zhou Yu never had the heart to exert himself, and when the housekeeper came in, Zhou Yu let go of the girl's neck.

Damn, why, why can't he kill her?

Zhou Yu turned away very annoyed, glaring at the housekeeper fiercely before leaving.

"Butler, it's good that you're here, otherwise I would really die."

Yan Xiaomo smiled a little for the rest of her life, looking at the housekeeper grandfather, feeling a little helpless in her heart.

She was really almost strangled to death by Zhou Yu just now.

"Miss, young master is like this, don't go too late."

The housekeeper comforted her, in the usual days, the young lady must be very self-blaming, because the young lady knew why the young master hated her so much and hated her.

So the young lady never causes trouble for the young master.

"I won't go to my heart, butler, I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat? My mouth was thirsty, too. ”

Yan Xiaomo shook her head, she couldn't care about anything else at this time, she just wanted to eat her stomach, her stomach was really hungry, and her chest was pressed against her back when she was hungry.

"yes, I forgot that Miss hasn't eaten yet, look at my heart."

Seeing that Yan Xiaomo was not sad, the housekeeper was relieved, and the young lady seemed to be different from before.

In the past, the young lady was more sensitive, and there were more times when she was depressed, but now the young lady seems to be looking a lot more open.

Yan Xiaomo drank water with the help of the housekeeper, and the moment she drank the water, Yan Xiaomo only felt that the dry farmland was moistened by the rain, and she felt her thirst quenched after drinking two glasses of water.

"Miss, your health is not well yet, let's eat some porridge now." The housekeeper brought a bowl of porridge to Yan Xiaomo.

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