For a moment, the only sound in the office was her sobbing.

Ji Changmu felt annoyed. She used to be annoyed by her crying, but she was still annoyed now.

He took the car keys and was about to leave: "You can make up your own mind, I've already finished my words."

With that said, Ji Changmu left the office.

I really don't like hearing her cry.

Why don't you just say a few words and cry like this? Still think she is only eight years old?

As soon as he left, Qiao Muyuan cried even harder. He squatted down, hugged his knees and cried for a long time.

The test paper was thrown to the ground by Ji Changmu. She picked it up and saw a shocking "×" and an extremely low score on it.

She didn't get even half of the marks.

Qiao Muyuan didn't know what to do. She really couldn't do the above questions. Even if she listened carefully from the first class, she still couldn't do it.

Qiao Muyuan squatted on the ground and cried, his face covered with tears.

The light of the setting sun shines in through the clean glass windows and falls on the gray marble floor. Occasionally, leaves fall and fly past the window sill, making a "rustling" sound.

The campus is very lively, but the office is very quiet.

Qiao Muyuan lay on her knees crying. She had not felt so wronged in many years.

Twenty minutes later, the office door was pushed open again!

When Ji Changmu saw the little girl still crying in the office, he frowned and said with a downcast face: "Why are you crying? Are you so wronged? You got the score yourself!"

"You can leave, why don't I cry?" Qiao Muyuan yelled at him, feeling extremely sad, choking, and twitching his shoulders.

"I've never seen you cry so much. School is not your home. No one will pamper you all the time and curb your little temper."

Ji Changmu took the forgotten documents and left the office again.

Qiao Mu lost his energy and chased after him: "Ji Changmu, you are a bastard! You were before, you are now, and you will still be in the future! How unlucky I must have been to meet you in college! Do you know that you left without saying goodbye?

How rude is that? You don’t know!”

She shouted at Ji Changmu's back.

Ji Changmu paused, his slender figure casting a shadow on the ground.

Qiao Muyuan ran over after him, and with a "pop" he fell down in embarrassment.

She cried harder.

Ji Changmu turned his head, looked at her for a long time, and strode over.

He knelt down and pulled her up from the ground. When he looked carefully, he saw that her hand had scratched her skin.

He didn't say anything, just took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands with a deep look in his eyes.

The clean white square towel soon became stained with dust and a little blood on her hands, but he still lowered his head and wiped it for her meticulously, very carefully and conscientiously.

His palms were warm, and his body smelled of pleasant oud.

Getting closer, she saw his long, drooping eyelashes and the deep eyes under them.

She withdrew her hand: "Go away."

Ji Changmu paused his hand, nodded, and finally left quietly.

Qiao Muyuan raised her hazy eyes, which were filled with mist. She watched Ji Changmu's back fade away.

Fallen leaves floated to her feet, and the sun gradually set in the west. The bright red sun fell behind the tall building until it could no longer be seen.

night.

it's dark.

Qiao Muyuan did not go home. He went to a nearby bar and ordered a bottle of wine.

She sat in the corner, silent, and her cell phone was muted.

The bar was bustling and the music was loud. Most people came in groups. Only she, like a lonely cat, accompanied the dark night from the beginning to the end.
Chapter completed!