Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Mu Han looked at Tsing Yi, who had finally stopped, with red eyes, grievance and fear poured up, tears falling down the corner of his eyes.

Tsing Yi looked at Mu Han who was crying by him, slowly returning to his senses, and then at a loss.

After realizing what he had done, he hurriedly got up and looked at Mu Han. The fear in Mu Han's eyes made Qing Yi fled out of the car embarrassed.

He closed the rear door and went to the driver's seat.

He clasped his head in annoyance, thinking of what he had just done, he slammed the steering wheel several times in pain and blame.

Hearing the movement, Mu Han quickly sat up and looked at Tsing Yi in front of him. He was flustered and didn't know what to do.

He quickly explained to him: "I, I just waited for you there, not wanting to have a blind date, but that Aunt Cao made her own decision. I don't know, and I didn't mean that. I didn't want to meet her, I didn't want to. Add her contact information."

Listening to Mu Han's intermittent and frightened and perturbed explanations, Tsing Yi, who was already self-blaming, hated the crazy behavior she had just done.

He has been reluctant to speak loudly to him for so many years, but now he scares people like this.

He was crazy, he was damned.

Tsing Yi covered his face with both hands and rubbed his face vigorously. He was confused in his mind and heart. He didn't know what to do or how to face him.

At a loss, he started the car and drove Mu Han away from the hospital, just thinking about taking him home.

The two were speechless all the way, and Mu Han saw that Tsing Yi was clutching the steering wheel along the way, his white hands turned red and white.

The car drove into Wuyuan, and then into the parking lot.

The car turned off, and the parking lot was suddenly quiet.

Tsing Yi grabbed the steering wheel, did not make a sound, and did not appear to get out of the car, just sitting like that, not daring to look back.

Mu Han sat in the back seat and did not get out of the car.

There was silence in the car.

Tsing Yi wanted to look back at him, and asked him if he hurt him just now, and wanted to apologize to him and explain to him.

But he was afraid of scaring him, and didn’t know how to face him. He was even more afraid that he didn’t want to see himself now and felt that he was abnormal. When he thought of this, Tsing Yi’s heart was filled with panic and helplessness, fearing that he would hide in the future. Stay away from yourself.

He was full of pain and annoyance in his heart. He kept condemning himself for being mad. His hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably. He wanted to secretly look at him in the rearview mirror, but he didn't dare.

Mu Han looked at Tsing Yi, who was still in front of him, and felt Tsing Yi’s self-blame and anxiety. He looked at him anxiously and worriedly, not knowing what to do.

When it got dark, the lights in the car were not turned on, and there was darkness and silence around.

The darkness is urging the uneasiness in the heart to ferment.

Finally, Mu Han couldn't wait any longer, he summoned up the courage and called Tsing Yi: "...Brother, I'm hungry, shall we go up there?"

There seemed to be a panic in his voice.

Tsing Yi was stunned, but he didn't expect him to say that.

He didn't seem to hate himself, he didn't seem to hate himself, and he didn't want to stay away from him, an abnormal person.

But he didn't ask why his abnormal behavior just now was, in other words, he didn't treat him at all...

Tsing Yi didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

He wanted to look back, but he didn't dare to turn his head, but looked behind him slightly, and then said, "Yeah."

He unfastened his seat belt with his hands and feet, and was about to get out of the car. After remembering something, he intimately turned on the lights in the car for Mu Han.

Tsing Yi got out of the car first. He didn't dare to see Mu Han. After seeing Mu Han got down, he walked in front, but his attention was always on Mu Han who was following him, afraid that he would run.

He has stiff hands and feet, and he looks very strenuous and unnatural to walk.

He kept his head down and walked back to his residence. He used to go upstairs, remembering that Mu Han just said he was hungry, he stopped, and leaned sideways and said: "...I...I'll cook noodles for you. "

Then he went to the kitchen, he walked faster and faster, as if hiding from Mu Han.

Mu Han stood in the hall, looking at Tsing Yi who had fled into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Tsing Yi rushed to the faucet and washed his face severely. He raised his hand and slapped himself with no mercy at all.

With a messy mood, Tsing Yi cooked the two bowls of noodles skillfully, and then spent two minutes to sort out his mood. He was afraid that the noodles would not taste good, so he could only bite the bullet and go out to Mu Han.

But when he walked out, he was not in the hall.

He took it to the dining room again, but no one was there.

He looked upstairs, then proceeded to look for someone upstairs with his face facing up.

Every step is as difficult as taking a flint road.

When he finally came to Mu Han's door, knocking on the door became a difficult task.

He struggled for a long time, the knocking hand raised and lowered, lowered and raised, still not having the courage to knock open.

He looked at the prone noodles in the bowl, anxious.

He put his hands down again, thinking whether to return the noodles to the dining room and send a message to let him come down to eat.

Thinking of this method, Tsing Yi had to leave with his face in front of her face. Who knows that as soon as she turned her side, the door opened from inside.

Tsing Yi subconsciously turned his head and looked, and saw Mu Han who took off his white coat and came out to open the door. Tsing Yi's heart jumped fiercely, and his eyes immediately dodged.

"The noodles and noodles are ready." He handed the bowl of noodles in his hand to Mu Han. Seeing the red mark on his wrist by himself, Dumian's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Mu Han stretched out his hand to take it, but because Tsing Yi didn't listen to his hands and feet, the chopsticks fell to the ground before they were in Mu Han's hands.

He squatted down quickly to pick it up, but Mu Han also squatted down.