It wasn't until he walked away that I completely relaxed and took a long breath into the air.

Turning his back to the mirror, he looked at the back of his neck and saw a shallow tooth mark, which was a little red and swollen, but there should be no traces by tomorrow.

Now that the weather is so hot, he always leaves traces in such conspicuous places, what Tao Nian and the others see like.

After going to the toilet, he finally emptied the water, and walked out of the bathroom after washing his hands. Seeing that Ran Qingzhuang had packed up the dishes and was washing the dishes, he leaned over to help him, but he avoided him.

"I know you have something to hide from me." I stiffened for a moment, and I was about to argue when I heard him continue, "I won't force you, but you'd better tell me as soon as possible." After that, he bent down and stuffed the bowl into the cupboard. , and then ignore me.

He went back to the bedroom to get his clothes. He went to the bathroom to take a shower. After he came out, he just sat on the sofa and watched TV without talking to me. He seemed to have made up his mind that as long as I didn't confess, he wouldn't communicate.

Where is this not forcing me? It's obvious that he uses retreat as progress and implements soft violence against me!

I was eating grapes and sitting an arm away from Ran Qingzhuang. I didn't care about the TV. I couldn't help but stare at him.

Peeling a grape and handing it to his mouth, he avoided it without looking at it. I pursed my lips and had to take it back and eat it myself.

When it was time for bed, he turned off the TV, got up and walked to the bedroom. I naturally followed him to the bedroom, only to be stopped by him.

"You sleep by yourself."

The door closed neatly in front of my eyes, I stared at it, and it took me a while to realize that I was being turned away by Ran Qingzhuang.

He got angry, so he stopped eating my grapes and didn't sleep with me.

I'm leaving in two days, and it's a good day. Wasn't that what I intended? Quarrel with him, make him angry, make him hate me... Following this rhythm, success is at hand.

He shuffled around, turned around, and turned back without taking two steps.

"Happy birthday." He said softly, there was no movement inside the door.

I slowly went upstairs and went back to my room, just a few steps up the stairs, and my heart felt very uncomfortable.

When he woke up again, Ran Qingzhuang was nowhere to be seen, and a note was left on the table with the words "don't look for it" simply written on it.

I seem to have heard him mention before that Jiang Bureau is going to award him an honor today.

Hey, it's a pity that the ceremony is closed to the public, so can't see him in uniform anymore.

After eating the breakfast left on the table, the buns tasted a little strange, not the same filling as usual, but not bad.

The exam is going to be in a few days, and my little sister is no longer racing against time to review. In order to adjust her mind and relax, she has time to send me messages on her mother's mobile phone these days.

Opening the message she received in the morning, she said she would come to me after the exam and ask me to take her to play.I wrote down these places and forwarded them all to Nan Xuan, so that he would remember to take my little sister to play for me.

He didn't complain at all, and he no longer deceived himself and said something to make me feel better and take her there by himself. He just replied "I know".

【Have you told Ran Qingzhuang? 】

【No. 】

【What about your aunt and sister? 】

【nor. 】

【You are not fair to them. 】

I stared at that line of words for a long time, and suddenly a violent headache hit me. The phone fell to the ground, and I groaned and curled up on the sofa, unable to make a sound in pain.

It took maybe two minutes for the attack to subside.

I picked up my phone tremblingly when the doorbell rang.

Forced to open the door for the delivery guy. Since my hands were still shaking and I was sweating constantly, I asked him to bring the food to the house for me.

"Okay, I'll put it on the table for you." He not only brought it into the house for me, but also took out the vegetables in the bag one by one for me and put them on the table.

Looking at the dishes that were different from the past, I asked him if the chef had changed.

"Ah, yes, the chef changed a new one yesterday. Something happened to the previous chef and he went back to his hometown."

I have no appetite, I just ate a couple of bites and then put it down.

The little brother didn't close the door when he left. A ball slipped in through the door and rolled into the center of the living room. Hao Hao poked his head at the door, looking like he didn't dare to come in.

I waved at him: "Come, come in."

He hesitated for a moment, but walked towards me.

"Have you eaten yet?" I asked him.

He glanced at the dishes on the table, stared at a fried chicken wing and swallowed, then shook his head and said, "No."

I handed him the chicken wings and let him take it himself.

He obviously wanted to eat it, but he still shook his head and refused. I had to tell him that I didn't like chicken wings. If he didn't eat it, the dish would be wasted.

As soon as he heard it was going to be wasted, he was finally persuaded by me, he carefully reached out and took one, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, brother."

He ate three chicken wings in a row, and after I took him to wash his hands, he felt confused and sleepy.

I thought it was a sequelae of the disease, so I dragged Hao Hao to the door despite being sleepy.

"Today my brother is not feeling well and can't play with you anymore. You can play by yourself." I suddenly thought that the ball hadn't been picked up yet, so I asked him to wait and turn around to get the ball.

Holding the ball, there was a dull sound behind me. I looked back and saw that Hao Hao had fallen to the ground.

"Hao Hao?" I stood up anxiously, my eyes darkened, and I stumbled forward.

I fell heavily to the ground and the ball rolled away. I felt something was wrong and tried to call for help, but the sound I made was pitifully small.

In just a few seconds, I completely lost consciousness.

Chapter 70

I heard the repressed cry of a child, and I woke up from the drowsiness, with my head lowered, my vision blurred, and my consciousness unclear.

"Why are you crying? Didn't I give you an apple? Eat it."

this voice...

The line of sight became clearer a little bit, and what caught my eye was a complex device—six wires of different colors were connected to a huge gray plasticine, and an electronic screen was embedded in the center of the plasticine, which now displayed bright red. Number "2". With cross-wound scotch tape, the unit was securely tied to me.