He is very free and easy, easily getting rid of everything in the past. He has transcended himself and completely separated from the past worldly ties.

He is so free and easy.

Qiao Muyuan really wanted to tear his mask apart and drag him into the quagmire.

Why can he withdraw from the rolling world, leaving the others who care about him struggling in the quagmire? Why can he be so free and unrestrained, not caring about the life and death of others?

Qiao Muyuan looked at him with red eyes and gritted his teeth.

Ji Changmu occasionally caught her gaze. He tilted his head slightly. What was this little girl thinking? There was something evil about her look, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces and dismantle him.

Ji Changmu didn't feel sleepy at all. He gently put down the glass and said to Qiao Muyuan, "Can you help me get those newspapers on the table? I'm not very sleepy."

"I'll call the nurse over for you."

"Why call the nurse? They come and have a bunch of tests to do. It's very annoying."

"Why are you afraid of trouble when seeing a doctor? You went to the emergency room today and almost died! Your doctor said that if the high fever does not go away, you will have to be transferred to another hospital. I am very curious, you live alone in this place, who

Can I help you get the transfer signature?"

"Didn't I say that these doctors like to make fuss out of molehills. They were like this before, always scaring people. My high fever has gone away now, so don't worry. As for the transfer you mentioned, the hospital will not ignore it. If relatives can't be found,

Next, we will handle it as appropriate. The worst result... is just being buried in a foreign country, which is not a big deal."

"Ji Changmu! You really don't care about anything, right?" Qiao Muyuan's eyes became redder and redder. How could he be like this?

"Okay, okay." Ji Changmu has known her for many years. He knew from her tone that he was about to make her cry again. Although he didn't know why he always made her cry, he didn't seem to say anything?

Qiao Muyuan suddenly took the newspaper on the table and threw it in his face!

Ji Changmu's pretty face was covered with newspaper. He smiled, took off the newspaper, lowered his head and flipped through it: "If you can't sleep, sit on the sofa and I can tell you a story."

"I don't listen."

"Then what do you like to hear? As long as it's within my ability, I can tell you."

"Is it fun to be a math teacher?"

"It's not bad. The process of solving problems is quite interesting and not boring. Moreover, adolescent high school students aged 16 or 17 are very energetic. If I stay with them, I will forget that I am no longer young."

"Isn't it fun to hide in a foreign country?"

Ji Changmu choked, and it took her a while to realize that she didn't want to hear him talk about her current life: "It's not about hiding, it's because this kind of life is more suitable for me."

"Since being alone and living far away from the world suits you well, why did you harm me in the first place?!" Qiao Muyuan couldn't hold it back.

Ji Changmu was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Qiao Muyuan stopped asking questions. She knew that she would never hear a word of truth from this man.

True or false, false or true, he would never tell her a word of truth, and he would never learn to talk to her. Maybe she didn't deserve it.

Qiao Muyuan stood up, picked up her coat and umbrella and left: "I'm leaving. You can take care of yourself. It's a long journey. Goodbye."

When he reached the door, Qiao Muyuan did not look back and said again: "Don't call me again."
Chapter completed!