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Mu Anan caught the flash of stiffness on Huo Xian's face.
She didn't urge her either, she sat quietly on the steps, waiting for Huo Xian to explain.
Huo Xian was silent for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled lowly.
When he got up, he jumped directly to the steps, sat on a seat one step higher than Mu Anan, and stepped on the steps next to Mu Anan with his long legs.
"Do you mind smoking?" He asked suddenly.
"If you give me one, I won't refuse."
Mu Anan shrugged, raised her hand to simply comb her hair, and tied her long hair into a ponytail.
Huo Xian sat in the back.
Normally, Mu An'an's hair is disheveled, and he doesn't see his face very clearly. He only sees a lot of moles, but nothing else.
Now Mu Anan suddenly tied up her long hair, revealing her small ears and neck.
The small ears are very cute, the neck is very slender, and the skin is also that cold white type.
This is completely standard for a goddess.
"Curly hair."
Mu Anan called out lightly, bringing Huo Xian back to his thoughts, "Huh? What I didn't say it, can you call me another name, curly curly, not cool at all."
Mu An'an silently gave him a look, slowly appreciating it.
She didn't bother to entangle with Huo Xian about addressing, "I said, how long do you want girls to chirp?"
"Bitch chirping?"
"Hurry up, I have to go back to work." Mu Anan snatched the cigarette and lighter from his hand, bowed his head and lit it.
The body moved sideways.
Stepping on the steps with one foot bent, leaning against the wall, casually grabbing the ponytail and long hair.
Huo Xian teased, "Sister An, your aura is worse than your brother Xian."
Mu Anan raised his eyes, too lazy to answer.
Huo Xian chuckled.
Mu An'an looks good everywhere, has a good figure, has a small waist, and has a different aura from other girls.
There is not so much hypocrisy, but frankness and directness.
He has nothing to twitch, "All right."
After finishing speaking, he snatched back the lighter in Mu Anan's hand, and lit a cigarette by himself.
After taking a sip, he confessed, "I just stole the case."
"I know, don't talk nonsense."
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Curly looked at Mu An'an silently, and finally sneered, "I'm here to find my mother."
As soon as these words came out, a message came from Mu Anan's phone.
It was from Master Qi.
She unlocked it, then glanced at Huo Xian, "Is your mother hospitalized?"
Seventh Master: I'm done.
Mu An'an: Well, I'm having a heart-to-heart talk with a curly hair right now.
As soon as the message was sent, Zong Zhengyu's call came.
Mu Anan was a little surprised, so he hung up quickly.
And Curly Hair, who was about to tell a story to Mu Anan, was interrupted because of this.
Mu Anan bit the cigarette in his mouth, "Sorry, you can continue, just reply here with a message."
Mu An'an: Qiye Qiye, I can't answer it. Curly wants to say something, he seems very sad, we have to be polite, and I'll get back to you when we get back.
Just after Mu An'an recovered, Huo Xian had already smoked most of his cigarettes.
Although he is not very familiar with Mu An'an, but now that he is caught in the act, he naturally wants to say something.
"When I was sensible, I didn't have a mother. My family said it was dystocia and died. Later, I eavesdropped on a corner and found out that my mother has some mental problems and lives in a mental hospital."
"This one?" Mu Anan asked.
Looking down at the quiet mobile phone.
Qiye didn't send any more messages.
"Well, this is the one."
After Huo Xian answered, he fell silent.
Mu Anan originally thought that it would be difficult to speak up about this matter, so he waited quietly and became a listener.
But after three minutes, Curly didn't want to speak again.
Mu An'an thought about it for a while, and finally asked: "Since you know your mother is in this mental hospital and you are doing an internship here, why don't you just look for it and steal the case instead?"
"I don't know what she looks like, nor what her name is." Huo Xian responded lightly.
Mu An'an was listening to the phone, but after hearing these words, his heart was touched.
When looking up, look at the curls rolling with their heads downCigarette butts, like a discarded child.
At that moment, Mu Anan felt a kind of empathy in his heart.
Back then, after watching her mother and grandfather die tragically, she felt abandoned by the world for a long time.
Although there is empathy, Mu An'an doesn't know how to comfort her.
Opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, remained silent.
Curly shrugged indifferently, "After all, she is my mother. I just want to know what she looks like and what her name is. I will meet her and take care of her."
"You stole the case directly, can you investigate it?" Mu Anan asked.
Huo Xian did not answer immediately.
He took out the second cigarette for himself, smoked it silently for a while, and then said: "After I listened to the corner, I searched for traces of my mother at home, and I also made insinuations on others. I couldn't find out what I asked, but Found a medical record from the Blue Sky Mental Hospital."
"What about your senior year?" Mu Anan guessed.
Huo Xianben was caught in his own story, and was a little surprised when he heard Mu Anan's question, "How do you know?"
"EhChen Hua didn't go to high school with you, I heard that, after all, he was already a bully at that time."
"No way, the school bully, who can fight, is still a handsome man. It is understandable that his every move has attracted widespread attention."
Originally, it was a sad topic, but suddenly being so narcissistic by Curly Hair broke a bit of its heaviness.
When the curly hair came over and showed his handsome mixed-race face in front of Mu An'an, Mu An'an ruthlessly patted him away, bringing the topic back to business.
"In this case, you stole so much, did you find it?"
Huo Xian's original smile disappeared in an instant when Mu An'an asked him this question.
He lowered his eyes, "No."
Mu An'an was average and didn't have any emotions.
She looked down at her phone.
Seventh Master still didn't reply, he didn't know if he was busy again, but he felt a little disappointed.
However, Mu Anan didn't show much.
She changed her posture slightly, went up a step, sat next to Huo Xian, stretched out her hand and patted Huo Xian's shoulder, showing a good attitude of two brothers.
"It's okay, your sister An is not here every day, tell me the characteristics of the case, when I am on duty, I will show you every day, and I will also ask you Dr. Chen by the way."
Mu Anan was very calm.
I just think Curly is a good person, because Chen Hua, because of her empathy, wants to help.
But she didn't notice that a casual pat on the shoulder touched Huo Xian's heart.
Many years later, in retrospect, they were all dark steps of safe passage.
Two cigarettes, a girl's simple and frank commitment.
"However, you are also an intern here, so you can just check the room every day. Why do you have to steal it? Isn't this looking for trouble?" Mu Anan still couldn't help complaining.
Huo Xian was helpless, "I didn't want to steal it."
"Um?"
"nothing."
"One more thing." Mu An'an's expression turned serious, "When I took over the shift just now, the senior sister told me that the person who stole the case would kill someone. If the doctor and security didn't arrive, you would kill the patient in 723. What's the situation?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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