Chapter 885 (2/2)

——

After the phone call, Qiao Qiao, who had been squatting on the ground for a long time, stood up. Her legs were numb. She staggered, stood firm, beat her legs and continued to walk home.

In the past, the house was her favorite place. Even if the person didn't accept her, she was very happy to take care of his daily life.

But now when she gets home every day, she is the only one in the house. Standing in that house, she has gradually lost the feeling of Mo Jue.

When the door was opened, the darkness and silence of a room rushed to her. When she was at Jian Haixi's house just now, the lively scenes were replayed in her mind like a movie, warm and nostalgic.

At that moment, she was envious and even jealous.

Turning on the light, she collapsed rigidly on the sofa. She had to work hard to complete a very simple action.

Try to forget the enviable scene and try to forget Mo Jue temporarily.

Qiao Qiao covered his eyes with one hand and whispered: ”brother Mo, they all thought I was sad. You never accepted me, but only I know. I just can't help but be afraid. You leave me again...”

——

Mo Jue came home. Qiao Qiao just opened the door and smelled a strong smell of wine. She looked at Mo Jue. The man's face was still the same as usual, not like being drunk at all.

”Brother Mo, are you okay?” Qiao Qiao frowned. He would never drink so much wine before.

”Nothing.” Mo Jue waved his hand, looked at it, and Qiaoqiao asked, ”why don't you sleep?”

”I'm not sure I didn't see you home.” Qiao Qiao reached out and took his coat, hung it on the clothes support, and helped him to the living room.

She immediately turned and went into the kitchen to make sober tea.

Mo Jue in the living room leaned back on the sofa and squinted at the chandelier overhead.

In the dim yellow light and shadow, the figure in the bar appeared and disappeared in front of him. For a moment, he looked at him with a smile and a cold face.

He rubbed his temples and sighed that he had really drunk too much today.

”Brother Mo, drink this, or your head will hurt more tomorrow.”

”Thank you.” Mo Jue got up slightly and smiled at her.

Qiaoqiao shook her head and looked at the tiny light spots in his eyes. She was obviously happy on her face.

Recently, Mo Jue always goes out early and returns late. She hasn't looked at him like this for a long time and had a good talk with him.

”Brother Mo, do you know? Sister Haixi, they came back today.” Qiao Qiao sat down, leaned over with a pillow and smiled at him, ”they brought back a lot of gifts, and the room can't fit. There are bracelets and shoes given by JoJo, game consoles given by brother Gu, keyboards and watches given by them...”

Qiao Qiao broke his fingers with a smile and counted them to Mo Jue.

In the quiet room, there was only a clever bass for a moment.

”Qiao Qiao.” Mo Jue rubbed his temples and said, ”it's late. Aren't you sleepy?”

”Hmm?” Qiao Qiao looked at Mo Jue, shook his head and said with a smile, ”I'm not sleepy. Brother Mo, are you hungry? Why don't I help you make some snacks.”

She said she was about to get up and go to the kitchen.

Mo Jue first stopped her behind him: ”no, I'm not hungry.”

He said, without waiting for Qiao Qiao to say anything, he continued, ”I'm a little sleepy. I'll go back to my room and sleep first.”