Ji Xin is very sensible in his work. He puts the pursuit of Ni Huan on the surface, but he is not too radical, and takes the right degree of getting along with them.

He saw Ni Huan wake up and knew that staying would cause inconvenience to her.

"Sister, since you are awake, I will go back and take a shower first and see you in the afternoon."

Ji Xin was worried that Ni Huan had been waiting for her all night since yesterday and had basically not slept much.

"good."

"By the way, let's add WeChat. My house is the house opposite you. I just moved here and I can find me any time I have something to do."

Ni Huan: “…?”

Why did both of them move to Emperor Garden?

She couldn't understand Ji Xin's behavior of climbing up from the balcony on the second floor in order to find her.

And, how did he make sure he was in the room?

No matter how confused she was, it was true that she was grateful to Ji Xin, especially after seeing the faint black green under Ji Xin's eyelashes.

Ni Huan opened the WeChat QR code, raised it and scanned it for Ji Xin.

A drip sound.

Ji Xin's friend application.

She clicked Add.

Ji Xin's avatar is a pure white picture. Like him, he is extremely clean and has no impurities.

"Sister, I'm leaving, you don't have to send me."

"Okay, yesterday... and the day before yesterday, thank you."

"No need to thank me, I'm willing."

"Sister, I'll come to you tomorrow."

Conversation?!

Ni Huan opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

In the end, he said nothing, pursed his lips and watched Ji Xin close the door and leave.

——

Every time after waking up after falling ill, Ni Huan felt like she was amnesia. It took a long time to recall her mood and behavior when she was in a severe and depressed mood.

But I couldn't understand what I did at that time.

She vomited out turbid air.

After a few seconds, I turned my head and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window. The light shone into the room and was reflected on the floor, warm and comfortable.

Ni Huan stretched out her hand and patted her cheeks hard, took a deep breath, lifted up the thin blanket, and turned around and got out of bed.

It seems that she is becoming increasingly difficult to control her emotions and mood recently. Perhaps it is time to find a psychiatrist.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, Ni Huan walked out in her pajamas, and changed all the bed sheets and other things.

Then he lay on the bed, his fair calves swayed, his toes were small and exquisite, and his nails were covered with transparent nail polish.

After browsing the Moments, she hesitated for a moment and clicked on Weibo.

Weibo is as lively as the New Year.

Gossip news about Shen Zhiyan and Mo Li are everywhere.

The latest one: [The heir of Shen Group will bring his mysterious girlfriend to the party]

Ni Huan's eyes swept over the news title, and his expression was hard to say that he would not dislike him.

Still a mysterious girlfriend?

Who doesn’t know the secrets of Shen Zhiyan and Mo Li on the entire network now?

Party?

Didn’t Shen Zhiyan get the most annoying occasion before?

Ni Huan showed the expression of the old man looking at his phone, wrinkled his face, and clicked into his Weibo account.

I haven't logged in for a long time, and she received 999 messages in her private message.

My thumb turned around the top of the mobile phone screen a few times, and finally clicked on the private message list.

——"Baby wife, please pay attention to your health!!"

——"Sister Huan, have you forgotten us? Why is Weibo no longer open!!"

——"Huanhuan, I was targeted by the head teacher today. Why did he make such a fuss? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

——"We Huanhuan are peaches on earth, and we are committing crimes every day."

——"Sister, I just finished watching the TV series you starred in. I like Murong Qingyue so much. Come on, sister, be careful when filming, and always support you!"

——"Sister has stars in her eyes!"

Ni Huan has strong reading ability, so she quickly slid down, looking at ten lines at a glance, looking at a rough look, trying to read more.

Her delicate and beautiful eyes were filled with warmth.

Private messages on Weibo, there are keyboard warriors who can praise each other, and they speak without any scruples when they speak through the Internet.

——"You are so tidying your nose? You have been sneaked by many people? How can you pretend to be pure?"

——"Is it for you to take it off or do you take it off yourself?"

——"Miss, you're pretty, come and have fun~"

Some of the latter are mixed with nausea words such as reproductive organs.

Ni Huan sneered lightly and quit the private message without caring about it.

Only those who have a more unhealthy mentality and unsatisfactory life will vent their negative emotions and negative energy on the Internet and attack innocent people.

She was not affected by her pretty good mood at all. She leisurely selected beautiful photos from the album and edited a Weibo post.

【Return of missing persons ~】

The four pictures below were taken from her in the garden in her spare time.

She had a puppet without makeup that day, and she wore a light blue off-shoulder dress.

Speaking of which, the photo was taken for her by Chen Zhiyan.

Thinking of Chen Zhiyan, Ni Huan shook her head with her mouth tilted. Why is this dog man so elusive?

Nearly thirty-six hours have passed since he went to find Mo Li that night. This person didn't send him a phone call or a punctuation mark.

My uncle is here?!

Do you think you don’t exist anymore?!

Ni Huan lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. What happened to Chen Zhiyan that night?

Suppose that something really happened to him and Mo Li in the past thirty hours, he must break off contact with him.

She was already dirty, and she didn't want to make herself dirtier.

——

Perhaps because of the hangover, Ni Huan had no appetite.

Too lazy to cook.

She glanced around the room for a few times, jumped out of the bed, dragged her out of the suitcase, and walked into the cloakroom.

He packed up the clothes that he had not used for the time being in two large thirty-two-inch boxes, and then slowly took them downstairs one by one.

Ni Huan, who was parked in the garage, did not drive. She put on a wide black casual clothes, put on a baseball cap and mask, called a car, and drove towards the city.

Xinjinyuan

The house was bought by Ni Huan half a year ago.

The location is good, and you can get in from the subway station. There are several shopping malls nearby, and there are 24-hour convenience stores downstairs.

Of course, it is not as good as Yu Lanting.

Ni Huan can't afford Yu Lanting's house either.

She bought two houses in Xinjinyuan, two houses on the same floor and opposite the door.

They are all 150 square meters, and the house is not big, but there is plenty of space, especially for people like Ni Huan who live alone.

Ni Huan gave one of the sets to Xu Ying.

The decoration style of the room she left behind was exactly the same as that of the Emperor Garden, and it was still pastoral.

There are not many things to be placed, after all, Ni Huan hardly lives here, and the huge living room looks deserted.

After summarizing and sorting out all the clothes in the suitcase, Ni Huan took a taxi to the Xu family.
To be continued...