After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

"No, my hands and feet are fine, and I can take a bath by myself."

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's resistance, An Zhengye knew that she was thinking wrong, and couldn't explain it, so he had to compromise and said, "Okay, I'll watch at the door, call me if you need anything."

"Got it." Mo Xiaoyu immediately agreed, turned his head away, curled his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "What can happen after taking a shower, don't make a fuss."

"What did you say?" An Zhengye's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Mo Xiaoyu almost jumped up, and quickly said: "I didn't say anything, I'm going to take a shower first."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, and when he turned around to close the door, he saw An Zhengye moved a chair and sat at the door.

Mo Xiaoyu showed an unbearable expression, and closed the door with a bang.

Originally, he wanted to take a slow bath, but when he thought of An Zhengye at the door, Mo Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable, and finally rushed out casually.

The wet hair was blown dry by An Zhengye, who had been guarding the door for a long time.

The temperature of the hair dryer was very warm, and An Zhengye's technique was very skillful.

After drying his hair, Mo Xiaoyu also felt sleepy.

"Go to sleep." An Zhengye gently helped her onto the bed and covered her with a quilt.

"What about you?" Mo Xiaoyu held An Zhengye's hand close to opening his eyes.

"I'm sitting by the bed." An Zhengye held her hand back and said softly.

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu woke up a little bit, and moved to the other side to free up half of the bed: "Don't sit, it's so tiring to sit, the bed is too big for you to come up."

"I'll squeeze you in." An Zhengye felt warm in his heart.

"I don't need to be crowded when I sleep on my side." Mo Xiaoyu actively turned over to make room, and reached out to pat the bed.

"Come up."

An Zhengye took off his coat and lay down on the bed: "Okay."

As soon as he came up, Mo Xiaoyu immediately lifted a corner of the quilt and covered him in.

She even rolled into An Zhengye's arms, hugging his arms intimately as if at home, and rubbing against his chest like a cat.

An Zhengye immediately adjusted his posture to cooperate with her, wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her in his arms.

The two of them were close to each other, and there was still a lot of space left on the single bed.

"I'll just say don't squeeze."

An Zhengye glanced at the pair of feet protruding from the bed, and said calmly, "Yes, it's really not crowded."

"Hey." The ignorant Mo Xiaoyu smiled complacently and rubbed his arm against his pillow.

An Zhengye rubbed her hair: "Go to sleep."

"Good night." Mo Xiaoyu closed his eyes.

A kiss on the forehead: "Good night."

Mo Xiaoyu raised the corners of her mouth and began to feel drowsy. She probably slept too much during the day. Although she was sleepy, she didn't fall asleep as fast as expected.

When I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard a hazy voice, which seemed to say "I'm sorry".

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly lost his sleepiness a lot, pricked up his ears, and sure enough An Zhengye was saying sorry.

"Why are you still apologizing? Didn't I forgive you?" Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes and said with some dissatisfaction.

Is it over yet?

An Zhengye froze, as if he didn't expect Mo Xiaoyu to wake up halfway.

It took him a while to recover his voice: "Did you hear that?"

"Well, tell me, why are you sorry for me this time?" Mo Xiaoyu turned An Zhengye's face away, and looked at him in the dark.

Although the curtain was drawn, the faint light from the corridor still came in.

In the darkness, Mo Xiaoyu's eyes were extraordinarily bright.

An Zhengye involuntarily said what was in his heart.

"It just occurred to me that that time in the office, when Xue Jingrou framed you so clearly, I subconsciously stood by her side."

This was not the most painful thing, the most painful thing was that An Zhengye had already confirmed his feelings for Mo Xiaoyu, but still chose to believe in Xue Jingrou.

Xue Jingrou did all the other things secretly, and An Zhengye could still forgive himself a little because of being deceived.

But he couldn't let it go.

He has been thinking about it ever since then, not to mention now when he learned the truth.

"I obviously want to believe you, but subconsciously I'm still on her side." An Zhengye said guiltily.

When Mo Xiaoyu heard this, his heart ached.

Of course she understood what was going on, this was the original plot setting.

Although Mo Xiaoyu no longer regards the current world as the world in the book, some things are indeed affected by the settings.

Otherwise, she wouldn't lose three catties a day without seeing An Zhengye.

Although this is the case now, because she and An Zhengye are almost inseparable.

But they were indeed still affected by the plot before.

So as soon as An Zhengye said it, Mo Xiaoyu understood what was going on.

But this explanation can't be explained, otherwise she might be taken to see a psychiatrist by An Zhengye again.

I had met with an expert before, and the expert's conversation was too skillful, and she had to be very careful not to tell the truth.

Then she stopped after an accident.

If we meet again, she will leak the secret if she can't keep it.

Maybe you will be sent to a mental hospital...

Thinking about it makes me afraid, Mo Xiaoyu chooses to keep this secret in his heart, and don't tell it for the rest of his life.

But right now, An Zhengye has to be comforted, otherwise it will be bad if it becomes a knot in his heart.

After brewing for a while, Mo Xiao said: "Maybe you are used to it naturally."

"Habits come naturally?" An Zhengye frowned slightly.

"That's right, it's just like Xue Jingrou's lying and cheating, her scheming whore, and acting all the time, it's a habit of hers." Mo Xiaoyu comforted her while still not forgetting to spurn her opponent.

Who told Yuanshen to suffer too much from Xue Jingrou, Mo Xiaoyu became angry just thinking about it.

"And you haven't seen her true face, so if you are deceived by her, you will naturally believe what she said." Mo Xiaoyu analyzed seriously, the more he said, the more he felt that his reasoning was good, and it was indeed the case.

"Just like my brother said."

"Big Dipper?" An Zhengye was a little surprised.

"Yes, Mo Beidou." Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips, Mo Beidou was responsible for everything.

But now is not the time to pursue this, she continued: "My brother said that Xue Jingrou's methods are superb, even if it were someone else, he would be deceived. If he wasn't my brother, he would probably believe Xue Jingrou."

An Zhengye obviously listened to Mo Xiaoyu's words, and asked thoughtfully, "Did he really say that?"

"Yeah, let me give you an example." Mo Xiaoyu continued: "Daisy once falsely accused me of pushing her, and then Xu Zhou believed it. It can be seen that the scheming bitch is a man. It’s hard to see through.”

Unexpectedly, all the words that comforted him before were used to comfort An Zhengye.

Mo Xiaoyu was in a complicated mood.

It seems that both men and women will suffer when encountering a scheming bitch, but the difference is that they suffer early and late.

An Zhengye's tone was a little displeased: "Don't mention Xu Zhou."

"Okay, don't mention him." Mo Xiaoyu didn't know where Xu Zhou had offended him again, and comforted him, "Have you listened to what I said?"

"Well, I understand what you mean." An Zhengye nodded slightly,

"And you and Xue Jingrou are also childhood sweethearts." After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he curled his lips, not wanting to admit it: "So it's normal for you to subconsciously choose to believe her."

"So husband, don't blame yourself, I feel really uncomfortable when you do this." Mo Xiaoyu changed to the coquettish route: "If you still feel sorry, treat me better in the future."

An Zhengye's voice warmed up: "I will treat you well."

"Hehe, so good." Mo Xiaoyu raised his head and kissed An Zhengye's chin.

The two of them talked a little more about their innermost feelings, and opened up all the questions.

Xu Shi got closer in his heart, and Mo Xiaoyu could clearly feel that An Zhengye's body was a little relieved, and he couldn't help feeling relieved, and tiredness also surged up.

"Let's sleep."

"it is good."

The two said good night to each other again, hugged each other and fell asleep slowly.

In the early morning of the next day, the snow that had fallen all day and all night stopped, and the sky was clear.

In the ward.

Mo Xiaoyu had just finished checking his body when someone knocked on the door of the ward.

Having told An Zhengye not to tell his parents and family members, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't think of anyone who could come to visit him.

"Who is it?" She responded curiously.

"It's me." A gentle voice came from outside the door.

It happened that An Zhengye came out of the bathroom, and Mo Xiaoyu looked at him in surprise: "Why did Xu Zhou come?"

"It's him outside the door?" An Zhengye's face suddenly darkened.

Mo Xiaoyu was putting on his coat, so he didn't notice An Zhengye's expression: "That's right, open the door for me and let Xu Zhou in."

An Zhengye's face was sullen, and he wanted to drive the person away, but he opened the door after thinking about it.

Xu Zhou was not surprised that An Zhengye would be here.

If he used to be able to enter the door confidently, but now... Xu Zhou asked bitterly: "Can I go in?"

An Zhengye looked at him aloofly, wanting him to get lost.

But Mo Xiaoyu had already called out in the room: "You two don't stand at the door, let Xu Zhou come in quickly."

Only then did An Zhengye turn sideways and let Xu Zhou in.

"Xu Zhou, it's been a long time... What happened to your face?" Mo Xiaoyu was about to say hello when he saw Xu Zhou's appearance.

There were a few scars on his originally clean and handsome face, the circles around his eyes were purple, the corners of his mouth were torn, and the left cheek was still swollen. He looked embarrassed and emaciated.

He was still in a hospital gown and was apparently also in the hospital.

"Sit down quickly." The injury was obviously worse than hers, so Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly greeted her.

"Thank you." Xu Zhou thanked in a low voice, and fell silent after sitting down, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little puzzled.

From Mo Xiaoyu's point of view, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, even though they had had an unpleasant quarrel before.

But she had never seen Xu Zhou in such a mess.

Xu Zhou looked up at her, eyes full of shame: "Xiao Yu, I'm sorry."

"That's fine, why did you suddenly apologize?" Mo Xiaoyu felt puzzled.

Did she touch some mechanism when she was unconscious?

Anyone who sees her will apologize.

When she woke up yesterday, Luna apologized for not taking good care of her.

Last night, An Zhengye apologized again and again because he wronged her before.

Why did Xu Zhou come over to apologize today?
Did he do something to apologize to her too?

Facing Mo Xiaoyu's suspicious eyes, Xu Zhou was surprised: "Didn't An Zhengye tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Mo Xiaoyu's expression became even more confused.

She couldn't help looking at An Zhengye, and asked, "Is there anything you didn't tell me?"

"Let him speak for himself." An Zhengye said coldly.

Xu Zhou's expression froze, and he didn't speak for a long time.