Her Black Moonlight

After saying 'borrowed', Yue Yu turned sideways, intending to bypass Xin Rong's wheelchair.

However, as soon as he walked to the other side, Xin Rong suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly with unexpected strength.

Yue Yu was forced to stop and looked at her blankly and stunned: "...what's the matter?"

Xin Rong was speechless.

After a while, she reduced her hand strength a little bit, no longer holding on like a prisoner, but like a wronged pet, hooking her master's calf with her tail and acting like a spoiled child: "Is there something to say to me, sister? "

Yue Yu thought for a while: "Yes."

Xin Rong suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

However, Yue Yu only saw her red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help frowning and urging: "Let go."

Xin Rong's expression was stagnant, and his excited emotions seemed to be poured into a bucket of ice water on the head, cold into his limbs. She slowly lowered her head, her vision blurred again, and after trying her best to hold back her tears, she suppressed her tears and asked, "I saw something in my sister's hand..."

Yue Yu groaned inwardly, and said uncomfortably, "Oh."

Xin Rong gathered up his courage and asked hopefully, "Did you buy my sister's eye drops for me?"

Yue Yu replied without hesitation: "No."

Xin Rong couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and rolled down the thin blanket along her snow-white cheeks.

She felt more and more inferior in her heart, and even laughed at herself for being affectionate, but even so, she still trembled unwillingly: "Then... who did you buy it for?"

Yue Yu hesitated: [I directly said that you have no melon, will it hit her too much? 】

System: [I don't know what the blow is, I only know that if you say that, the atmosphere will become very harmonious. 】

Yue Yu pondered for two seconds, and decided to find an excuse to perfunctory: "I bought it for my mother. She is old and her eyes are dry and uncomfortable, so I bought two bottles for her to drop a drop."

Speaking of which, Xin Rong no longer had the strength to hold on to Yue Yu.

Her energy seemed to be taken away in an instant, and her hand fell slumped, hitting the armrest.

She had to admit that Yue Yu, who had never seen her shed a tear in the past, didn't feel any distress even if she saw her cry to death now.

But why?

She didn't do anything wrong, she just sent someone a love letter...

The confused Xin Rong returned to his bedroom numbly and stopped silently by the window.

The evening primrose downstairs was blooming just right, reminding her of how Yue Yu planted flowers for her in person when she was young.

At that time, she knew that she was useless and couldn't help Yue Yu, so she hid upstairs, lying by the window and peeking seriously. Now think about it, why wasn't she smarter then? While Yue Yu still has her in her heart, she should suffer a little and earn more pity and love...

It's better than now, no matter how embarrassed you cry, no one cares.

The more Xin Rong thought about it, the more autistic he became, and even Ning Su didn't bother to answer the knock on the door.

When she thought that the eye drops in Yue Yu's hands were bought for Ning Su, she even felt inferior and childish jealous.

Xin Rong hated such an ugly and uncontrollable self, so he closed his heart and did not respond to Ning Su at all.

Seeing that she was in a bad state, Ning Su smiled and took out the eye drops from her pocket, put it on the table and said gently: "Miss, Xiaoyu knew that you cried all night and didn't finish your worried breakfast, so she ran outside. I bought eye drops and came back..."

After she said this, the lifeless Xin Rong really raised his head sharply and looked straight at the potion on the table. Ning Su was relieved and wanted to say a few more words, but seeing that Xin Rong was not as happy as last time, her expression sank, she reached out and clenched the potion bottle tightly, and said angrily with red eyes: "Liar!"

Ning Su was stunned, puzzled in her eyes, and before she could understand it, she saw Xin Rong suddenly raised his hand as if he was out of breath, planning to throw the potion bottle on the ground.

Ning Su was startled, and was about to open her mouth to tell her not to throw it, so as not to be scratched by the flying glass fragments.

In the next second, Xin Rong stopped himself, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, put the potion bottle back on the table, and said with a cold expression: "Take it."

Ning Su was stunned by her abnormal appearance. Rarely did she not obey and left, but asked concerned, "Are you alright?"

Xin Rong said indifferently, "I'm fine."

Ning Su raised her eyebrows, didn't ask any more questions, she straightened her face, and said solemnly, "Wait a minute, I'll call Xiaoyu over and ask her to apologize to you in person."

Xin Rong's gloomy face froze: "Wait! What are you calling her for?"

Ning Su frowned and said, "You have always had a good temper, but now you are so angry, it must be her—"

Xin Rong interrupted in a muffled voice: "It has nothing to do with her!"

- I don't believe this shit.

Seeing that Ning Su insisted on going to call Yue Yu, Xin Rong had to suppress his irritability and said coldly: "I'm angry... because you lied to me. This eye drop was obviously bought by my sister, why did you use it? Forwarded to me in her name?"

If not know the truth.

She would be really ecstatic, I'm afraid.

Such a ridiculous fooling of her...

Is this interesting? !

The more Xin Rong thought about it, the more angry he became, and his anger was mixed with grief and resentment.

She felt not worth it for Yue Yu - she took the trouble to choose a gift that cared about her mother, but the other party gave it to someone else. Isn't this spoiling Yue Yu's heart!

"Um?"

In the face of Xin Rong's questioning, Ning Su blinked, and after a while, she recovered: "Bought it for me? How come, I don't need this thing at all, and she didn't mention it for me."

Xin Rong frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and immediately repeated what Yue Yu said before: "She said your eyes are dry and uncomfortable..."

Ning Su looked inexplicable: "No, I was still helping Madam weave a scarf last night, where did it come from - oh, I see."

Halfway through, she suddenly realized, looked up, and saw that Xin Rong had a faint feeling, but she couldn't believe it, and her expression was hesitant and uneasy.

Ning Su's heart softened, and she said softly, "I'm afraid the eldest miss has misunderstood. Whether it's the previous gift box or today's eye drops, Xiaoyu personally asked me to hand it over to you. I didn't know she was in front of you. What did she say, but I think... that may be because she is thin-skinned and embarrassed to express her concern directly to you, so she made other excuses and wanted to cover up the truth. "

Seeing that Xin Rong lowered her head and said nothing, she thoughtfully added: "Besides, I don't have dry eyes at all, and even if there is, it can't be caused by a day or two. Buying at this juncture... Obviously, the drunkard's intention is not to drink alcohol, but to feel sorry for your swollen eyes from crying."

Xin Rong's heart beat faster, his fingers tightened on the blanket, and he asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Ning Su nodded affirmatively.

The corners of Xin Rong's lips suddenly rose quietly, and the excitement and joy in her heart revived, but within two seconds of her happiness, she remembered the gift box she received not long ago, and said in despair: "If she cares about me, then why did she let me roll?"

Ning Su was surprised: "Xiaoyu would say such a thing?!"

Seeing her misunderstanding, Xin Rong hurriedly shook his head: "She didn't say it, but this word was written on the thin blanket in the gift box..."

Ning Su pondered: "Miss, can I take a look at that thin blanket?"

Xin Rong was longing for a reassuring answer. Hearing that, he nodded decisively and turned his wheelchair to the bookcase.

Ning Su watched, suddenly a little funny - Xin Rong was clearly hurt by the thin blanket, and he was still worried about this matter, but he put the gift box in the cabinet properly, and was reluctant to throw it away.

This inevitably reminded her of the potion bottle just now. Xin Rong was so angry that he didn't break it in the end. The reason for this is that he didn't want to make Yue Yu sad, so he resisted the impulse, right?

"The thin blanket is here." Xin Rong lifted the lid and handed the box to Ning Su.

Ning Su looked down and saw the word 'go away'.

Thinking about it, she stretched out her hand, lifted the thin blanket, looked at the front and back, and then turned to the blankets below, and finally laughed dumbly: "Miss, you may have misunderstood Xiao Yu's mind... No, it's Xiao Yu. This fool shouldn't put this on the top in a cluttered way."

Xin Rong pursed his lips and whispered dissatisfiedly: "Sister is not stupid."

Ning Su was puzzled: "Huh? Miss, what did you just say?"

Xin Rong shook his head: "Nothing... What did you mean when you said I misunderstood?"

Ning Su sighed while holding her forehead: "There are four thin blankets in the gift box, and the words on them are all witticisms. I guess the word 'go' and 'what are you looking at' should mean the same thing, they are all draped on the legs. What to say to others..."

"So." Xin Rong's eyes lit up, and eagerly grabbed Ning Su's words: "Isn't this what you mean by scolding me?!"

Ning Su nodded: "Xiaoyu is not that kind of person. You have been with her for so long, and you should know this better than me."

She said this vaguely, in fact, she wanted to remind Xin Rong not to be too introverted and inferior.

If Xin Rong hadn't thought too much and was sensitive, there shouldn't have been this misunderstanding between them.

It's a pity that Xin Rong was immersed in happiness and didn't realize Ning Su's intention at all.

She folded the old thin blanket to one side preciously, replaced it with a new thin blanket with the word 'roll', then put the rest away in the bookcase, and said lightly, "Aunt Ning, I'm going to find my sister."

Ning Su said with a smile: "I'll go with you, so that this girl, Xiaoyu, will not talk nonsense again."

Xin Rong was not very happy, she didn't like to see Yue Yu's attention being distracted by others, even if Ning Su was kind, she still refused: "No, I already know that my sister is thin-skinned. It won't be all true."

Words can be misleading and disguised, but actions are real.

Through this incident, Xin Rong learned to see what Yue Yu did instead of listening to the awkward words the other party said.

It is the morning now, and Xin Rong has asked for leave today and does not need to go to class.

She took the elevator to the second floor, settled down at the door of Yueyu's house, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come on." The girl's sweet voice sounded from the door, making Xin Rong feel a long-lost addiction.

Before the love letter happened, Yue Yu spoke to her in such a defenseless tone.

But after that incident - "Huh? Miss?" The door opened, Yue Yu's smile quickly subsided, and his familiar tone changed with a stern look, rather distant: "What's the matter with you?"

The flame in Xin Rong's heart shrank quietly, and the joy just now cooled down. She lowered her head unconsciously, her eyes fell on the new thin blanket, and suddenly a burst of courage came out of her heart and cheered up: "Sister."

She has always been submissive in front of Yue Yu, but this time she expressed her thoughts for the first time: "I don't like hearing you call Miss, can you... call me Rongrong again?"