Jun Wuxie sat at the table for a long time, and the quiet surroundings made people feel panicked. The little black cat approached her and jumped into her arms to give her familiar warmth.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from afar, and Jun Wuxie suddenly raised his head, and a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" The black cat raised his paws and scratched Jun Wuxie's cuffs.

Jun Wuxie stood up silently and walked towards the source of the sound.

Jun Wuxie came to Fan Zhuo's room door. She stood at the door, but there was no sound in the room. When she pushed open the door, a faint smell of blood came to her face. Gu Lisheng, who was standing in the room, turned his head to look at Jun Wuxie, and turned his eyes to speak but stop.

Jun Wuxie walked into the room and saw a familiar back.

Fan Zhuo was sitting aside, with his back facing Jun Wuxie, and was taking a medicinal bath for Lord Meme.

Lord Meime's injuries have improved. It can open its eyes. Its clear eyes look at Jun Wuxie, then looked at Fan Zhuo with his back facing Jun Wuxie, and said with difficulty.

"Ah..."

"You go out first." Jun Wuxie noticed the broken porcelain pieces on the ground under Fan Zhuo's feet. The sound just now was probably coming from this.

Gu Lisheng nodded, retreated from the room, and carefully brought the door.

In the room, only Jun Wuxie and Fan Zhuo were left.

"Brother, are he okay now?" Fan Zhuo's voice sounded no different from usual, but Jun Wuxie couldn't see his frontal face and didn't know what his expression was now.

"Not good." Jun Wuxie said.

Fan Zhuo's back froze slightly.

"Can you cure me, right? You've cured me, right?"

"I haven't had time to see it yet." Jun Wuxie spoke honestly, his throat ached, as if she shouldn't have said these words, but what she said was still as stiff.

"Little Evil."

"Um?"

"Please, you must cure him." Fanzhuo's voice was filled with depression.

"good."

Fan Zhuo did not move. He just turned his back to Jun Wuxie, dragging Lord Meimei's body with both hands, allowing it to continue soaking in the medicinal bath.

"You asked me to stay here before and take care of Lord Meme, just know the news, right?"

"yes."

"You don't want me to know, so you want to go back first and see what Fenghua Academy is doing?"

"yes."

A laugh overflowed from Fanzhuo's mouth, but there was no joy in the laughter, only the bitter and depressed mood made people feel tight when they listened.

"Why are you telling me again now?"

Jun Wuxie was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Only you can restore Fan Jin's innocence."

"Where is Ajing?"

"The second room on the third floor." Jun Wuxie brought Ajing, Gu Lisheng and the others to the same restaurant as Fan Zhuo, "Don't you ask where Fan Jin is?"

Fanzhuo shook his head.

"I dare not see him." Fanzhuo's voice became extremely hoarse, and it was so light. The sound was like he squeezed out of his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Jun Wuxie was silent. She walked to Fan Zhuo without saying a word and finally saw Fan Zhuo's expression. Fan Zhuo's expression at this time was something Jun Wuxie would never forget in this life!

Hiding in the darkness, against the light, makes people afraid to get close.

Putting the black cat in Fan Zhuo's arms, Jun Wuxie squatted down, gave Fan Zhuo a rude hug, and pressed Fan Zhuo's head on his thin shoulders.

"Cry."

Fan Zhuo didn't say anything, he suppressed and endured...

But Jun Wuxie felt that his shoulders were already wet...

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Jun Wuxie was silent. She walked to Fan Zhuo without saying a word and finally saw Fan Zhuo's expression. Fan Zhuo's expression at this time was something Jun Wuxie would never forget in this life!

Hiding in the darkness, against the light, makes people afraid to get close.

Putting the black cat in Fan Zhuo's arms, Jun Wuxie squatted down, gave Fan Zhuo a rude hug, and pressed Fan Zhuo's head on his thin shoulders.

"Cry."

Fan Zhuo didn't say anything, he suppressed and endured...

But Jun Wuxie felt that his shoulders were already wet...

...

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