"...It seems like I lost a hairpin. I thought it was left at noon and I was in a hurry and wanted to go back and find it..."

Xie Changgeng's eyes swept her black hair, slowly let go of his hand holding her wrist, and said, "I'll just ask someone to go back and find you for you."

"Thank you."

Mu Fulan didn't look at him, said softly, lowered her eyes and turned around, stepped down the steps step by step, got onto the carriage, put down the warm curtain, and sat down.

Xie Changgeng came back that night and said to Mu Fulan who was already on the bed through the curtain: "I asked someone to search all the places you have been to, and said that I could not find the hairpin."

"You should think about it carefully. It's not that it's lost, but that it's in the hands of someone."

He said another sentence, his tone sounded restrained and plain, but his unkindness was about to come out.

"I came back in the evening and realized that I remembered wrongly. I didn't wear it when I went out in the morning, and the hairpin was in the jewelry box. I'm sorry for you." A low response came from the tent.

Xie Changgeng was beaten up.

The bed tent was hanging down, but she was inside, but she never showed her face.

He turned around and left.

Mu Fulan dared not let him see him.

She was afraid that her eyes or expression would reveal her disordered mood at the moment.

In her mind, the small figure she saw in front of the mountain gate in the evening appeared over and over again.

She told herself that it was an illusion.

It was because she missed Xier too much that she regarded other children as her Xier, and she insisted on thinking that the child was looking at herself.

But deep in her heart, another thought was like fire, making her toss and turn, and she wished that this night would pass soon.

She wanted to go to Huguo Temple again to find the child she met in a hurry outside the mountain gate in the evening.
Chapter completed!