After entering junior high school, Shen Mo had obviously grown taller, but An Yeran was still very short.
But her short stature did not prevent her from beating up the school thugs until they cried for their parents.
After every fight, she was a little afraid to go home, so she usually went to Shen Mo's house to take a shower and change clothes before going back.
Shen Mo had her clothes at home. In the past, when An's father came home late after drinking, she often visited Shen Mo with her pajamas.
After a long time, she treated the place as her own home.
"What's wrong with your face?" The boy's slightly cold voice scared the girl who sneaked in.
Then with a "click", the light in the living room was turned on.
An Yeran suddenly felt guilty and slowly turned around, just in time to meet the boy's dark and deep eyes.
She was most afraid of the boy standing still and just looking at her. That kind of boy always gave people an inexplicable sense of intimidation.
"Ahem, I, I...fell on the way back." An Yeran stammered.
Stuttered.
Shen Mo's eyes darkened. He took a few steps forward, pulled the girl over, and hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Yes," the young man said softly, with a hint of pleading, "Don't make me worry, okay?"
An Yeran paused, blinked, then slowly hugged him back, "Um... I'm sorry."
The girl is now only as tall as the boy's chin, and when she curls up in the boy's arms, she looks like a kitten.
Shen Mo lowered his eyes and kissed the hair on top of her head silently.
"Oh, by the way, Xiao Mo..." Noticing that the boy seemed to be touching his hair, An Yeran raised his head and suddenly said, "I didn't wash my hair."
Shen Mo: "..."
He gritted his teeth and said, "Go quickly!"
The night wind blew in through the window, fluttering the white curtains.
Shen Mo's house has two rooms, one is his and the other is his father's, but Shen's father is on night shift most of the time and doesn't go home, so he sleeps in his father's room and gives his own to An Yeran.
An Yeran didn't like sleeping at home at night because his father always liked to drink. He got drunk every day and the house was filled with the smell of alcohol.
After taking a shower, the boy pulled the girl over, helped her blow dry her hair, and applied some new medicine to the wound on her face.
The girl sat on the sofa and let him do what he wanted.
After finishing everything, she yawned, "Xiao Mo, I'm sleepy!"
The boy said, "Then go to sleep."
"But I haven't done my homework yet!"
Shen Mo: "..."
After a short confrontation, the young man finally gave in. He sighed, "Okay, I'll help you with it later. Go to bed now."
After getting the answer he wanted, An Yeran smiled slyly, then picked up the pillow next to him and ran back to the room.
Shen Mo looked at the dirty schoolbag next to him and supported it helplessly.
After finishing his homework, he did not go to bed immediately, but opened the girl's door and walked in quietly.
The room was not dark, there was a small orange lamp at the head of the bed.
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