His calm eyes fell on her wet hair and muddy clothes, and a hint of disdain flashed across his handsome face.
"It's too dirty, take it back and clean it up."
His voice rang out along with the sound of raindrops falling on the black umbrella.
...
Lin Nanxun had a long dream. In the dream, she lived happily with her grandparents in a small town, but suddenly one day, her grandparents disappeared. When she went to her uncle's house, her aunt always looked at her fiercely, and when she was angry, she would put her hand under the faucet that was running hot water, and she cried in pain.
"Wake up, wake up!" A gentle female voice came to her ears.
Lin Nanxun slowly opened her eyes and saw an aunt in her fifties looking at her with worry.
"You finally woke up. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are you crying so sadly?"
Hearing this, Lin Nanxun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the surrounding environment.
She was now in a large and warm house with a soft carpet on the floor, which was completely different from the small house of her uncle's house.
The unfamiliar environment made Lin Nanxun feel a little scared. She shrank subconsciously, and then she remembered that her uncle had left her behind...
"Uncle!" She was startled and hurriedly lifted the quilt on her body and was about to get up from the bed, but was stopped.
"Mr. Lin has gone back, so don't look for him anymore." Aunt Xu stopped her and reminded her.
He went back...
Hearing the other party's words, Lin Nanxun's face turned pale and she felt desperate.
Uncle doesn't want her anymore.
Thinking of this, the tears in her eyes couldn't help falling again.
"Uncle... Uncle..." Lin Nanxun sat there, crying and calling her uncle, feeling so sad.
There seemed to be endless tears in her big watery eyes.
Seeing her like this, Aunt Xu was helpless.
She tried to comfort her several times, but it didn't work at all.
Then she remembered what others had said, that her uncle had told her when he left that her brain wasn't working very well.
"Oh, stop crying, it makes me feel bad when you cry like this." Aunt Xu sighed, a little helpless.
She also felt strange, she was over fifty years old, she had seen everything in her life, she had seen crying without caring about her image, but... the girl in front of her didn't yell or make a scene, she just cried sadly while calling her uncle, but she felt a little sad when she cried.
Somehow, the look in this girl's eyes always makes people feel distressed for no reason...
Just when Aunt Xu was helpless, the door was opened from the outside.
A tall and slender man wearing a black windbreaker walked in from the outside with an expressionless face.
"Sir..." Seeing the person coming, Aunt Xu hurriedly got up from the bed and called respectfully.
The man's face was extremely handsome, very good-looking, and his facial features were perfect and charming.
But only those dark eyes were filled with coldness, and those cold and sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce through everything...
Finally, his eyes fell on the distressed girl sitting on the bed, and his brows slightly frowned.
"Shut up." A serious voice sounded coldly.