She no longer makes noise, no longer raises questions, and no longer complains about Fang Luo leaving a red mark on her wrist. It seems that there is suddenly something that she and Fang Luo dislike in common, and that thing is annoying to her, but when Fang Luo talks about it, she is sad. At that time, Fang Moduo could not fully understand Fang Luo. She thought that Fang Luo was just experiencing the same emotions as her, and was only worried that Xiao Yizhen and Fang Zhi's baby would affect her favor in the Fang family.
But Fang Luo's despair and sudden illness, coupled with the words that should have been said to Xiao Yizhen, made Fang Moduo understand to some extent what sadness means.
Fang Moduo, who was not involved in the world, felt for the first time that there might be someone more "pitiful" than her in this world, and this person had been living next to her all along, living under the same roof as her
Fang Moduo helped Fang Luo lie down and even covered him with a blanket and turned off the air conditioning.
I'll go get you some medicine
Don't tell her, with anyone else. "Fang Luo closed his eyes, unsure if he should trust Fang Moduo to keep the secret for him at this moment.
Oh. "Fang Moduo bit her lip, knowing who Fang Luo meant by" her "and" others ". Actually, she was very afraid. Fang Luo's forehead was scorching hot. If she didn't tell the adults, would he die? Did you die in this room?
But in the end, she still listened to him and didn't tell anyone. She just quietly went downstairs to get various medicines and put them on Fang Luo's blanket all at once.
If you're sick and have a cold, take this. "Fang Moduo carefully picked out the medicine according to the instructions and immediately stuffed it into Fang Luo's mouth.
Fang Luo didn't know if she was asleep or in a daze, but as soon as she took the medicine, she frowned in pain. But finally, she regained some clarity and half opened her eyes to look at Fang Moduo who was very close.
In the blurry vision, Fang Moduo was very nervous, and Fang Luo could even see the fine sweat seeping from her nose tip and the blush on her cheeks due to anxiety and worry.
Fang Moduo... is very beautiful, beautiful since childhood, which Fang Luo has always acknowledged in his heart. Her eyes are very big and her eyelashes are very long. When she plays pranks, her eyes unconsciously look around. And the word "little deer" was clearly coined by him in his mind to describe Fang Moduo's eyes. How could it be used by that male classmate in the same class.
Her lips were pink, tender, and small, half parted at this moment, revealing the worries hidden in her heart.
She was wearing a small camisole nightgown, made of gauze and pink. A thin strap hung on the small shoulder, with skin that was white and translucent. There is a red strawberry pattern on the pink nightgown, which is like the little blood in her palm when I first met her. Dazzling, dazzling
Fang Luo's eyes were suddenly filled with the red, he forgot who was in front of him, he forgot that Fang Moduo was only thirteen years old, he only knew that he was running a fever, feeling uncomfortable all over, his mouth was bitter, it was medicine, he wanted a little coolness, and the only thing that could bring him coolness was the little red in front of him, the soft and boneless little girl in front of him.
He extended his arm and wrapped it around Fang Moduo's body, forcefully pulling her to lie in his arms, and then kissed her lips. He didn't know if he had said anything, but he always remembered the voice in his heart: Don't go find Ye Ran, don't leave, don't leave me alone, Mo Duo, can you come with me? Endure hardships with me
Legend has it that the taste of a first kiss should be sour and sweet, but Fang Moduo's taste is extremely bitter. She admitted that her 'brave heart' was scared to the bone.
That is Fang Luo, a brother, enemy, rival, person living in the same room, and the son of Xiao Yizhen. Fang Moduo has made countless definitions of Fang Luo's identity in an instant, but none of them can represent "first kiss".
Fang Luo's body was scorching hot, and his lips were also scorching hot. He instinctively tossed the bitterness of the medicine between his tongue and pushed it to Fang Moduo, the little girl trembling in his arms.
At that moment, Fang Luo sadly realized that he was actually sober.
This is actually something he has always wanted to do, he just did it today. He tightly hugged Fang Moduo and forcibly dragged her small body onto the bed. He cut her arms back behind her and used the strength of his legs to firmly control her lower body, making her unable to move at all.
He kissed her desperately, bit her lip, and said to himself: sick, feverish, confused... His hand reached into her nightgown, easily touching her icy skin and slender waist, but all of this did not make him sober, but instead plunged him into a deeper layer of madness. He knows the difference between men and women, he knows how to break down the barrier between them, he knows how to make Fang Moduo hurt, just like himself
Is it bitter? If it is bitter, Fang Moduo accompanies.
Has it fallen? If going to hell, there will also be Fang Moduo following.
Was it abandoned? If I were just an insignificant person, at least Fang Moduo would remember me for a lifetime.
Fang Luo's mind was driven crazy by a deep sense of guilt. He didn't want to control any of his movements, just rudely tugged off his thin nightgown and Fang Moduo's, allowing Fang Moduo's coldness to completely approach his own scorching heat without any obstacles.
The sound of the nightgown being torn and the almost mournful sound of Fang Moduo almost echoed at the same time, equally light.
Brother... brother
Under Fang Luo, Fang Moduo was already in tears.
Fang Luo suddenly stopped because of those eyes, Fang Moduo's eyes.
If her eyes were a deer, then the deer at this moment felt as if it had finally fallen into a hunter's trap filled with sharp knives, filled with despair and fear. Her lips had been bitten open, slightly swollen, and her hair scattered around her snow-white pillow, entwining around Fang Luo's arm.
That scene, Fang Luo Yongsheng will never forget, it was the most evil thought in his heart, it belonged to Fang Moduo, his Fang Moduo.
You go quickly. "Fang Luo couldn't even believe that the word came from his own throat. He pushed away Fang Moduo and tightly wrapped his body in a blanket. He didn't dare to look at Fang Moduo, who was also lying there. He was afraid that if he did, he would really go to hell with Fang Moduo. Although he really wants to do that.
It turns out that madness and calmness can be achieved in an instant, and the idea of stopping madness can be just two words: brother.
Fang Moduo forgot how she got back to her room, she even forgot to take away her torn nightgown.
She returned to the room and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at herself in the mirror. Long messy hair, hazy vision, red and swollen lips, constant shaking of the body, dull pain in the wrist, tooth marks on the shoulder, bitter taste in the mouth, it's Fang Luo's medicine.
Fang Moduo wanted to cry, crying loudly, but forgot what to cry about.
Wrapped in a towel, Fang Moduo used her remaining will to go to the attic, because it was safe there, where everything her mother had was, where it was dark and warm
Fang Luo's illness lasted for three whole days. And during these three days, Fang Moduo quickly lost weight.
Three days later, something had been lost forever between Fang Luo and Fang Moduo. But similarly, something happened and existed.
If anyone in the Fang family is sensitive enough, of course they can see the abnormality of Fang Luo and Fang Moduo. Unfortunately, Fang Zhi is hardly at home, Xiao Yizhen hardly eats with the three children, Fang Mochen studies all day, and the nanny has returned from the countryside. Her main responsibility has become to design various "child urging" methods for Xiao Yizhen. And nannies, servants, and drivers wouldn't care about these.
Actually, sometimes Fang Luo can't help but think that if he and Fang Moduo disappeared, the Fang family would probably know about this news from the newspaper.
He knew it was he who made Fang Moduo silent, and he himself was no exception.
During the meal, although Fang Moduo was still sitting next to him, he would never touch him again like usual.
In the school library, he went downstairs and she went upstairs.
She lowered her eyes and brushed past him, even standing on the same level of stairs, she was much shorter and smaller than him. He couldn't hold her hand to stop her, he couldn't pat her shoulder and call her sister, he even appeared more indifferent and calm than usual.