Abduction Of the Female Teacher's Best Friend - MTL (101-210)

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She pressed the ground and got up with strength. There was severe pain from her right elbow and knee. She closed her eyes and inhaled, frowned, resisting the discomfort, and stood up.

After a while, she put down her schoolbag, took off her gloves, took off her down jacket and sweater, and the cold and damp night breeze poured in violently. She shivered, shivering uncontrollably, and trembling hands wrapped in the white shirt that was taken off. The wound on the forehead was tied, and the blood flow was diminishing...

She put on her coat again, picked up her schoolbag, leaned back behind her, limped, took small steps, bent down, and slowly raised the electric car that had fallen on the ground.

She was pushing the car, staggering, and walking extremely slowly. The dim street lights stretched the shadows of people and cars very long.

I don't know how long it took to walk like this, and finally arrived at the apartment complex.

After she parked the car, she suppressed the pain from all over her body and went back to the apartment to take a hot bath.

There are many bruises on the body, the most serious ones are the right elbow and knee. The slightest movement makes it painful.

She reached into the shower and took off the white shirt covering the wound. The area where she touched the wound was stained red with blood.

After washing the wound and drying her body, she barely put on her pajamas and went out, then threw the blood-stained shirt into the trash can, and then went to the bedroom.

Last time Meng Yuanhao came to the apartment to look for her when he was broken in love. One time he fell drunk and scratched the back of his hand. Mo Zebei gave him a simple hemostasis treatment. The items are not used up, some are left.

She rummaged through the suitcase to find iodophor and gauze, looked in the mirror, and handled the wound carefully by herself.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Mu Hanxi called Mo Zebei. She had just taken a shower and was lying on the bed now.

"What time did you go back?"

"It's around eight o'clock." The wounds and bruises were full of pain, she endured it in a low voice, "Tomorrow I will go back to J City, and Uncle Zhou and his family will drive over to pick me up."

Mu Hanxi was stunned, then lifted the quilt and got up: "I'm going to find you now."

"Don't come!" Mo Zebei didn't want Mu Hanxi to know about her injury. He blurted out subconsciously. He realized that his tone was a bit urgent, and he was afraid that this person would think too much. Then he slowly explained, "It's too late, Lu Slippery, not safe."

"I don't want you to go."

"Uncle is also kind," Mo Zebei thought, "and your parents haven't agreed with us. I shouldn't stay and spend the New Year at your house..."

Mu Hanxi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"I haven't been back for a long time. I guess a lot of dust has accumulated in the old house. It happened to take advantage of the new year to clean up inside and out."

When Mu Hanxi thinks of Mo Zebei wiping all corners of the old house alone and desolately, she feels sore and sorrowful. The death of her relatives and the absence of her lover is how sad it is...

She quietly blushed and bit her lips: "I want to spend New Year's Eve with you, don't leave."

Mo Zebei's nose was sour, she pressed the back of her hand against her nose: "There will be many opportunities in the future..."