"By the way, young master, Miss, their teacher called to inquire about Miss's situation, and I have told Miss's teacher truthfully."

The housekeeper suddenly remembered this matter, if he could make the young master change his opinion of the young master, he didn't mind mentioning the young lady more in front of the young master.

People can't live in hatred all their lives, they have to look forward.

Besides, Miss is really innocent, and he, a housekeeper of the Zhou family, feels sorry for Miss.

Carrying a pot that should not have been carried in the first place.

It's strange to say, in the past, the teacher wouldn't call when the young lady didn't go to school, but now she started to call, which is really surprising and curious.

Of course, the housekeeper didn't know that the reason why the teacher called was completely persecuted, and the person who persecuted him was naturally Jiang Xingchen, the school's school grass.

The teacher didn't understand Jiang Xingchen very much, how to pay attention to a girl, and she was a weird girl.

I have to say that the taste of this school grass has become really fast, and in the blink of an eye, it began to attack the ugliest girl in the class.

In fact, the teacher was also very curious about Yan Xiaomo, he had never seen Yan Xiaomo show her face, and he didn't know what Yan Xiaomo's real appearance looked like.

It must be ugly, that's why I hide my face, and if I look good, I would have exposed my face a long time ago.

When Yan Xiaomo opened her eyes, her vision was still a little blurry, and it took a long time to see her surroundings clearly.

She seemed to be lying on the bed, with an infusion set still in her white hands, and her head was still a little dizzy, but she felt much better, not as uncomfortable as before.

The body has no strength at all, and it seems to be hollowed out.

Her eyes wandered, looking at the water on the table, she wanted to drink, but she didn't have any strength in her body, she could only stare at the water glass, at this time it would be good if someone would help her.

The sunlight outside fell on the white futon through the window, and as time passed, the rays of sunlight slowly moved on Yan Xiaomo's eyelids.

couldn't stand the irradiation of her eyes, so Yan Xiaomo closed her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and it seemed that someone had entered.

Yan Xiaomo listened carefully to the footsteps, which seemed to be Zhou Yu's footsteps.

Sometimes, the identity of the other person can be judged by the difference in the sound of footsteps, provided that the other person is understood.

She slowly opened her eyes, sooner or later she would have to face Zhou Yu, and now that he came to find her by himself, it shows that he doesn't hate her so much in his heart.

In fact, to be honest, Yan Xiaomo felt that Zhou Yu hated a little inexplicably, because the person who did the evil was the mother of the original owner, and her doppelganger was innocent, and she had been hated by Zhou for so long in vain.

It's really not fair at all, it's obviously not the original owner's fault.

If it was the original owner's fault, the original owner killed someone, Zhou Yu treated the original owner like this, Yan Xiaomo still felt too merciful.

But the original owner was just a child who didn't know anything before, and she didn't know what the adults did.

Why put all the blame on one child?

The child is innocent after all.

It's just that Yan Xiaomo won't persuade Zhou Yu like this, she wants to give Zhou Yu some unforgettable memories, but he knows that life is not about hating someone, but about how to cherish someone.

"Brother." Yan Xiaomo's voice sounded, hoarse and weak, and it was distressing to listen to.

Her eyes were staring at Zhou Yu, and she saw Zhou Yu sitting on the edge of the bed, blocking all the sunlight.