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Yin Hong's blood flowed out of Wen Yunyu's nose, and he watched with his own eyes as the red and dazzling blood fell on his white arm drop by drop.

Wen Yunyu clamped Huo Xiaoli's hand, and because of this, he relaxed a little bit.

Wen Yunyu stared at his own blood, and for a moment he lost his mind.

When Aunt Zhao found out, Wen Yunyu had already let go of Huo Xiaoli and turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

Huo Xiaoli's brain is still in a blank state due to lack of oxygen.

When Aunt Zhao shouted one after another and woke her up, Aunt Zhao hugged her and cried loudly.

Wen Yunyu finally let go of his hand at the last moment.

Aunt Zhao was rejoicing, but Huo Xiaoli was completely disappointed.

When the air rushed back into his nasal cavity, Huo Xiaoli's body was soft.

She sat down slowly, hunched over, gulping in for air.

The thoughts in her head gradually recovered, and little by little they became clearer.

She stared at the blood dripping everywhere on the floor, and was a little dazed for a moment.

She glanced down at herself, then wiped her nose and forehead.

The bloodstains don't seem to be their own.

Huo Xiaoli's gaze followed the drops of blood in the direction of the bathroom.

At this moment, she understood.

It turned out that the blood belonged to Wen Yunyu......

Aunt Zhao helped Huo Xiaoli up from the floor, and she said to Huo Xiaoli with a pale face: "Miss Huo, do you have any relatives and friends in Jin'an?" If so, why don't you stay with them for a few days? I beg you, if you continue like this, I'm really afraid that something will happen to you, and I can't stand watching you suffer. ”

Huo Xiaoli stood and didn't move.

She looked at Aunt Zhao's eyes, a little numb.

Aunt Zhao saw that it didn't make sense, and quickly continued: "Miss Huo, no matter what, you are a child, even if you think about it for your parents, you can't help but take your life seriously, if you die, how will your parents live for the rest of their lives?" Their suffering, do you understand? ”

Hearing this, Huo Xiaoli's eyes came alive again.

She looked at Aunt Zhao in a daze, her lips twitched a few times, but she didn't say anything.

Aunt Zhao pushed her out and begged her, saying, "Go quickly, I beg you, when Mr. is angry, it's okay for you to come back, otherwise, I will kneel down and kowtow to you." ”

Seeing that Aunt Zhao was about to kneel down for her, Huo Xiaoli said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Zhao, I'll go...... I'll be right away......"

After speaking, she dragged Aunt Zhao up from the ground, and after the two glanced at each other, she bypassed Aunt Zhao and ran towards the door quickly.

……

Huo Xiaoli ran out of the riverside villa almost in one breath.

The wind was blowing outside, and the weather was cloudy.

She was wearing a long skirt with a pair of slippers underneath.

But that didn't hurt her speed in the slightest.

She didn't know how long she had been running.

It wasn't until he ran out of strength that Huo Xiaoli stopped.

She squatted on the bridge by the river, covering her face and crying bitterly.

She is not crying for herself, but crying for her own parents, how can she have such an uncompetitive daughter?

There were people who couldn't stop on his side and came to watch.

She cried and wore makeup, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

She declined the help of well-wishers.

A man got up and staggered into the distance.

She didn't know where she was going, she was aimless.

Until, a familiar teahouse appeared in front of me.

The word "tea rhyme", Huo Xiaoli still remembers it in his mind.

Here, Su Zheng once brought her here......

She hesitated, but not for long.

Finally, the glass door of the teahouse was pushed open......

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