report!Delicate Master Xu is about to hug again

Chapter 77
Zhou Xiran was not in the mood to chat with him.

Back to the topic just now.

"How long has he been like that?"

The topic was serious, and Zhou Xiran's tone was very serious.

Qiao Yu also stopped joking and became serious.

"It started when I was seven years old."

"Xu Fanli didn't do anything?"

"In name, I found a psychiatrist for him, and brought him to the hospital for treatment, but behind the scenes -" Speaking of this, Qiao Yu felt that Xu Nianhui was pitiful.

At that time, he was already seven years old, and he knew everything he needed to know.

Can think independently, have their own emotions, cognition.

Mental development and character have reached the most critical moment.

However, he was sent to a mental hospital for treatment by his father as a mental patient.

When this information came out, Qiao Yu thought about whether to let the baby know.

However, he felt that since the baby asked him to check, if he didn't tell the truth, he would betray the baby's trust.

"Same as Xu Zhenzhi?"

At that moment, Zhou Xiran was filled with nameless fear and sadness.

She always thought he got what he wanted, was born with a golden spoon in his mouth
His parents must have loved him very much.

Unexpectedly, his life was no better than hers.

Then why does he always look like he's holding the sky up when the sky falls in front of her.

"It's almost similar. As for the specific situation of Xu Zhenzhi, I haven't checked it yet, but Xu Nianhui, that's all I can find out. About what happened a year ago, all traces and records were deliberately erased, so I also Nothing can be done."

At the end of the video conference, Zhou Xiran leaned against the wall behind him as if his body had been drained of vitality.

Her mind is full of his previous stern and dignified appearance.

He was never considered a sick person.

The school bell rings.

Zhou Xiran did not go to the lecture theater, but to the student union floor.

The door of the chairman's room was ajar.

With a slight push, she pushed it away.

He was not inside, but the door was ajar.

Because he believes that no one will enter rashly.

A huge bathtub with a mouth-opening fish.

Her gaze was fixed, but not on the fish, but on the painting.

In the untouched world, there is only a huge painting, in which there is only her back, and the rest is left blank.

Haven't figured out how to draw yet?
The waist is embraced.

He didn't know when he came in, walked behind her, and hugged her from behind.

He never hid anything, the only thing he hid was his feelings for her.

He was afraid that one day, he would lose control of himself.

She was even more afraid that one day, the injury on her body would be caused by him.

"Why are you here?"

"Xu Nianhui." She turned from his arms and looked at him.

The interior was a bit dark, and the windows covered by curtains did not let in light.

She could see him clearly.

He looked down at her, waiting for her to continue.

But she stood on tiptoe and bit his neck hard.

He didn't struggle and let her bite.

The sharp teeth pierced his skin, and the taste of his blood ran through his lips.

She hated him and wanted to love him with all her strength.

She kept biting and didn't let go.

She didn't let go until she felt her teeth were sour.

He didn't cry out for pain, but looked at her blankly.

Slowly, tears filled her eyes.

He raised his hand in a panic and wiped it gently.

He thought it was 'funny', and said softly, "It's me who hurts, why are you crying?"

silence.

She didn't speak, but her tears were like a kite with a broken string.

(End of this chapter)