Chapter 681

Xing Jiuan, who shrank in a corner, suddenly felt sad.

If that day, she didn't go out, didn't meet that thing, didn't die

Will she get a call from her senior brother and have master and everyone celebrate her birthday.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

MuQing didn't speak. If he hadn't heard the shallow breath, the eldest martial brother thought the phone didn't work.

"MuQing, can you hear me?" the elder martial brother asked again.

"... yes." Mu Qing's voice was very hoarse. There was something wrong in a moment.

"Mu Qing, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine." Mu Qing lowered her voice. "Come here. It's at Jingnan villa. Jiu... Jiu'An is by my side now. We're waiting at home."

Ouqi, who had been looking at the back seat, heard this sentence. The tears that had stopped came out again. She bit her lips to keep her voice from making a sound.

The man on the other end of the phone is driving. If he knows, he doesn't know if anything will happen on the road.

Xing Jiu'An took another look. Lu Mingxi's eyes were more red, as if they were going to bleed.

The elder martial brother at the other end didn't think there was anything wrong. Shifu should also be listening. There were other people's voices. It was very lively.

After hearing Mu Qing's words, the master at the other end said that the little girl had a little conscience.

The voice was indulgent and indulgent. It didn't really hate Xing Jiu'An because of her previous behavior.

In my heart, I still prefer to like this little apprentice.

The other end hung up without saying anything more.

Mu Qing put aside her mobile phone and continued to tidy Xing Jiu'An's hair.

Little girl Aimei, I'm going to see Shifu later. I can't be so embarrassed.

When she arrived at Jingnan villa, Mu Qing almost finished arranging Xing Jiu'An's hair.

Lu Mingxi drove the car to the yard. After stopping the car, he got out of the car and opened the back door for Mu Qing.

Ouqi also hurried down.

Mu Qing got off with Xing Jiu'An in her arms.

The little girl in heavy clothes was held in her arms, but she had no weight.

She's been losing weight so much that it's a headache to eat and worry about her health. If she's around Mu Qing, I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep.

Mu Qing carefully hugged the little girl, obviously not heavy, but he walked carefully every step, especially carefully.

Xing Jiu'An's blood has solidified and his coat is dirty.

Without squinting, Mu Qing directly took the little girl into her own room.

Ask Ozzie to get a coat.

Ouqi opens Xing Jiu'An's cloakroom and all the clothes are prepared for Xing Jiu'An.

This is a new one this winter. Although the owner hasn't come back to live, there are a lot of things.

Ouqi helped Xing Jiu'An choose a short red down jacket.

Take it over, take off the black down jacket that is full of dirt and broken, and replace it with a bright red down jacket.

The pale face was brightened by the color.

Lu Mingxi made the bed sheets. Mu Qing put the little girl in a red down jacket on the bed, gently straightened her hair and covered her with a quilt.

It's like I'm really just asleep.

Soon, a voice came downstairs.

Mu Qing took a look, gently pinched Xing Jiu'An's finger, and his voice was gentle. "Elder martial brother will come back soon."

Lu Mingxi and Ouqi didn't follow him.

Ouqi sat by the bed, staring at Xing Jiu'An.

Lu Mingxi sat on the ground with his back to the bed, decadent.

When Mu Qing went out, he closed the door gently.

Not only Shifu and eldest martial brother came here, but also several senior brothers and sisters.

They have said before that Xing Jiuan is ranked 21st in the school, and his 21st birthday will also be a big event.

Everyone should try to come to celebrate her birthday.

Not many people are coming now. There are still people on the road.

Master was disappointed to see Mu Qing come out by himself.

He pretended not to care, "why did you come alone, that girl?"

The tone is intimate. It seems that those bad things can disappear in an instant.

Where would he really get angry with the little apprentice who was brought up from childhood and even don't want her?

I was just angry and said cruel words.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes slightly and said softly, "she's upstairs."

Master was relieved. He thought the girl was gone or left again.

"Did the girl go to bed? The little girl is so lazy... Forget it. Anyway, people haven't come yet. It's OK to wake her up and celebrate her birthday."

Everyone went to the living room together. Several senior brothers and sisters also laughed with master's words.

Listening to everyone's laughter, Mu Qing wondered whether it would be such a harmonious scene if there were no such accidents.

Just

Mu Qing listened to everyone's soft laughter, as if she was afraid that the sound would be too loud and wake up the sleeping girl.

"She won't wake up."

The living room became quiet in an instant.

The master didn't seem to hear clearly. He asked again, "what did you just say?"

"She'll never wake up." Mu Qing looked at master's face and watched master's expression become frightened.

"What do you mean?"

"Mu Qing, what do you mean?"

The elder martial brothers and sisters nearby couldn't help it first. The expression on their faces was clearly fear and disbelief.

"Today, I received a call from Jiu'An." Mu Qing whispered. As he said, he walked upstairs, and everyone followed him.

Looking at those steps, looking at the not high buildings, the house is bright, but they seem to be facing something terrible. When they look up, they will feel dizzy.

However, he still followed Mu Qing.

Like prisoners on death row facing final execution.

When Mu Qing finished that sentence, he suddenly fell silent.

He didn't speak again until he went up to the second floor and walked to Xing Jiu'An's room.

"I was going to find her today, but it's too late."

As he spoke, he opened the door and made way.

The room is warm, clean and tidy. There are not many things, but it looks very warm.

The young man sat on the ground, heard the voice, looked up, and quickly lowered his head.

The girl sitting by the bed saw the man at the door and didn't speak. Her hair was slightly long and covered half of her face. She couldn't see her emotions.

On the bed lay a pale and haggard girl, whose quilt was tightly covered and only her face was exposed.

"Mu Qing, this joke is not funny at all. It's good on February 1st..." the elder martial sister rushed to hold Xing Jiu'An's hand and held her breath as if she was frightened and immediately released her hand.

Cold hands, inadvertently touched wrists, there is no pulse.

She widened her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands and trembled, "impossible... Impossible."