Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

The person on the other end of the phone laughed out loud. When he heard the address she reported, he said, "I'll be there in a minute."

"I... I'll be back in a minute." Xiao Yiyan hung up the phone and immediately got up and ran out.

Xiao Yichu looked at her impatient figure. She didn't stand up, and she couldn't stand up either.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu." Xiao Yichu called weakly.

After a while, the little fox ran in from outside.

"I am completely powerless now. Do you think I was born with special powers, which will lead to a short life?" Xiao Yichu asked with some doubts.

There are some things I dare not say to anyone.

She felt something was wrong about Mo Shuainan.

It was as if her eyes had made a person invisible. Yesterday at the bar, he was clearly beside her. She could feel his breathing and hear his voice, but she couldn't see him.

Someone grabbed her wrist as she was nearly hit by a car.

"I can't see a soul," she said.

The little fox became uneasy in her heart.

"But don't worry, as long as there is a chance, I will not give up." Xiao Yichu said.

Xiao Yichu leaned on the sofa, her vision a little misty, feeling that the world was constantly passing by in front of her eyes, some familiar and some unfamiliar, constantly going back and forth.

"Ahem." She coughed twice.

Heavy footsteps came in, and the little fox immediately got under the sofa.

"Xiao Liu." Xiao Mohan came to her side. He bent down and touched her forehead. He felt her body temperature rising, and the man's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Xiao Yichu heard his voice and said with a smile: "Dad."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Mohan said.

His concerned tone and eyes made Xiao Yichu's nose feel a little sore.

"I'm fine, I just feel very tired and can't get excited." Xiao Yichu said, obviously trying to pretend to be strong, but for some reason, she showed weakness in front of Xiao Mohan.

Gu Chuyan ran in without seeing her.

"Mo Han, have you seen Xiao Liu?" she asked.

Seeing Xiao Yichu lying on the sofa, she quickly stepped forward and touched Xiao Yichu's head.

"Why is it getting worse? Is there any other way?" Gu Chuyan asked.

Fever is something that everyone will experience. It is not a serious illness, but for Xiao Yichu, it is a life and death challenge. When she was a child, it could burn her brain to the point of damage. When she grows up, the fever may kill her.

"It's nothing." Xiao Yichu said.

She fell into Gu Chuyan's arms, holding her waist.

"I just want to be handsome. He was so young at that time... he seemed to be only this tall." Xiao Yichu said, and she raised her hand to make a gesture.

The memory is very blurry, but Mo Shuainan's figure is clearly visible.

"I have forgotten about him all these years, and I only remembered him recently. I don't know whether he is dead or alive," she said.

Gu Chuyan listened to her words, shook her head and said, "Xiao Liu, are you okay?"

"I just miss him." Xiao Yichu murmured.

When Xiao Mohan heard her speak, he immediately reached out to hug Xiao Yichu and said, "Chuchu, let's go."

"Okay." Gu Chuyan was also frightened.

It is not a good thing for a person to mutter to himself or indulge in his imagination.

"Cold, cold." Wenshui and Feng Tianjing had just finished their heart-to-heart talk. They felt very happy. They were drinking wine and were about to find Xiao Mohan, but saw him running out with Xiao Yichu in his arms.

Gu Chuyan also left, while Wenshui froze in place.

"Leaving in such a hurry?" He thought to himself, but didn't think too much.

After drinking the wine, he turned around and walked back. After taking a few steps, Xiao Mohan's hurried back appeared in his mind, and his peach blossom eyes widened...