Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy Chapter 64: He held her wrist firmly

When Wen Ruan heard Jiang Hui's words, she couldn't help clenching her hands that were hanging by her side.

Even if Huo Hannian wasn't her own, she had raised him for so many years, and his fever had reached 40 degrees. How could it be such a trivial matter?

Huo Hannian later suffered from severe depression. Was it because of the abuse by this family?

Wen Ruan looked around, avoided the surveillance, walked to the backyard, saw a fence, after running, her slender body jumped up and easily jumped up.

The back door was not closed, Wen Ruan quickly ran upstairs when he saw that there was no one in the living room.

In her second year of high school, she had been to Huo's house with several classmates. Huo Jingxiu had said that the room on the far right of the third floor was Huo Hannian's.

Wen Ruan reached the third floor in one breath.

Pushing open the tightly closed door, Wen Ruan glanced inside.

The curtains were drawn so tightly that I could still smell the choking smell of tobacco.

Have a bad cold and still smoke?

By the light shining into the room from the corridor, Wen Ruan saw the thin and lonely figure bowing like a shrimp on the bed.

My heart shrank slightly.

"Student Huo?" Wen Ruan approached the bed.

The person on the bed did not respond to her.

In the silent air, the boy was breathing heavily, Wen Ruan stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.

She hastily withdraws her hand from the heat.

Remove a box from the bag and pour out a black pill.

She shook his arm and said softly, "Student Huo, get up and take your medicine."

The teenager was not awake. When Wen Ruan continued to shake his arm, he suddenly grabbed her thin white wrist, so strong that it seemed to crush her bones.

"Dirty, get away..."

His always clear and cold voice was hoarse to the extreme, as if it had been smoked by thick smoke.

He closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes that were longer and thicker than girls trembled slightly, and his cold outline became sharp and cold.

Wen Ruan's thin wrist was almost crushed by him.

He's not awake, like he's in a nightmare.

He burned so badly that he felt like a scalding whip. Breathing is extremely heavy, like a trapped beast, as if carrying unbearable pain.

Wen Ruan doesn't know what happened to him, but he can feel that there is something in his heart that his peers can't bear.

She endured the pain between his tightly clasped wrists, and gently stroked his tight back with her other hand, "Brother, it's me, your roommate Wen Ruan!"

Her voice was soft and waxy, like a light emerging from the darkness, saving him from the abyss.

The pain and anger between the eyebrows and eyes have also been reduced a bit.

He suddenly opens his eyes.

The dark and gloomy eyes have a heart-pounding dark red.

His well-defined face is covered with a layer of icy frost.

Looking at her eyes, cold and deep, very terrifying.

Wen Ruan was taken aback by the sudden look in his eyes.

Soon, he could see who she was. He released his big hand from her wrist, and pressed his fingertips against her painful temple.

Every time he has a fever, he has the same dream.

The entanglement of men and women made him feel dirty and disgusting!

It was clear that they looked so clear in the dream, but every time he woke up, he only remembered a vague picture, and he couldn't remember exactly what they looked like.

But such a picture was like a vine, entangling him tighter and tighter, making him a splitting headache and hard to breathe.

Huo Hannian took two heavy breaths. He rolled over and got out of bed, took out the medicine from the drawer, swallowed two pills, and the irritability and anger in his body calmed down a little.

Wen Ruan walked over to him and saw the medicine he was taking, the deer's eyes shrank suddenly.