Liu Huanjiao raised her eyes, and her joking eyes were somewhat serious. "Brother Xinglang, what else do you have?"

    "Where have you been?"

    Still the same question, Liu Huanjiao smiled, "as I said, I went out for a walk. Does brother Xinglang have to know where I went?"

    "Do you really think I don''t know?"

    Liu Huanjiao lost her smile. "What do you know?" is this going to have a showdown with her?

    Wei Xinglang raised his hand vertically and turned it over. There was a white mobile phone in the palm of his hand. "Why didn''t you bring your mobile phone? Do you want me to think you''ve been at home?"

    Liu Huanjiao was deliberately confused. "I forgot when I didn''t bring it. How could brother Xinglang think I was thinking that you thought I was at home, and I was not at home? Turn off my mobile phone..."

    The words suddenly cut off and paused. Liu Huanjiao suddenly realized, "brother Xinglang, you set GPS on my mobile phone? You locate me?"

    Wei Xinglang still has no expression. He seems to be calmly watching Liu Huanjiao''s performance, "you already know, don''t you?"

    He announced Liu Huanjiao''s "crime" word by word, "so he deliberately left his mobile phone at home, but went to Liu xingman and just got a ride back."

    boring.

    Liu Huanjiao stopped pretending. It seems that she can''t take a bath or change clothes in a short time. She made a turn and sat on the sofa.

    "I have nothing to tell you. Now that you know everything, you don''t have to ask me any more."

    Wei Xinglang slowly tightened his hand, and his teeth even creaked. He said the truth in pain, "you''ve been using me!"

    "There is no use."

    Liu Huanjiao denied this statement. She smiled at Wei Xinglang, "just get what you need."

    Wei Xinglang doesn''t understand. There are many things he doesn''t understand. "Are you pretending? Are you not sick? You do so much just to want me to pick you up from the hospital?"

    Even in order to achieve the goal, can we not break the means to self mutilation?

    "You did all this on purpose?"

    Wei Xinglang complained, but found that Liu Huanjiao''s body began to shake unnaturally.

    Like, being touched by a wound.

    It''s more like being stabbed into the softest heart by a sword.

    "Ha ha."

    Laughter, like a cough from the throat, doesn''t match Liu Huanjiao''s beautiful face at all.

    "Is it a lie?"

    Liu Huanjiao raised her hand. From the angle of Wei Xinglang, she could just see one ugly and ferocious scar after another on her white wrist. She had just fallen a scar, which was light pink.

    "I was personally sent to a mental hospital by my sister. I''m not ill. How could she send me there?"

    She turned her head. I don''t know when her face was full of tears, "do you think so? Brother Xinglang?"

    Wei Xinglang''s throat was astringent and he said two words hard, "Huan Jiao..."

    "Hehe..."

    Liu Huanjiao smiled again, just that smile, crazy and painful, "how can I be mentally ill? I''m so normal, I''m just afraid, I''m just afraid..."

    "Someone wants me! Someone wants me!"

    Liu Huanjiao suddenly hugged her head. Her soft hair was soon rubbed into a chicken nest by her. She looked around in fear and kept retreating. She hugged herself defensively, "don''t come over! Don''t come over! Don''t kill me! Wuwuwu! Don''t! Don''t come over!"

    Three words flashed through Wei Xinglang''s mind: I''m sick.

    "Huanjiao, Huanjiao! It''s okay, it''s okay, no one hurt you!"

    Liu Huanjiao shook her head, "no, no, someone! Don''t come! Don''t come!"

    This kind of Liu Huanjiao reminds Wei Xinglang that she was also ill in the mental hospital last time. How can she pretend to be in that state and that frightened look?

    How normal would it be if even a normal person stayed in a mental hospital for so long?

    He was full of remorse, approached Liu Huanjiao and comforted him, "it''s okay, it''s okay, I''m brother Xinglang, brother Xinglang!"