Chapter 117: What am I afraid of?

Shui Anluo returned to the sofa and sat down, clutching his clothes tightly.
There are fathers and mothers who care, who is willing to be a hedgehog, but her father does not want her, and she also needs to protect a small hair, she has no choice but to be a hedgehog.
Chu Cuiyi looked at Shui Anluo, who was trembling on the sofa, and reflected on whether he was wrong, but in the end he did not feel that he was wrong. Shui Anluo is indeed a very easy person Little hedgehog, this is not good for her future.
"You and Qian Chen have been arguing?" Chu Cuiyi decided to let go of her work first, and talk to her about her problems well. If they can really go on, he will have to talk about Shui Anluo's future. Be responsible for.
"I said she deliberately embarrassed me, do you believe it?" Shui Anluo said muffled. Now everyone thinks she is a problem child who is not easy to mess with. Everyone believes that she is a kind of superficial kung fu .
Chu Cuiyi's fingers lightly point on the table, watching her thin back, a little girl who will not hide her emotions, will only fight back when she is hurt, but forget, there is a word in this world called camouflage.
And more people see camouflage.
So in the end, the only person with scars is her.
It is the most stupid way to injure 800 people and to damage 1,000.
"Shui Anluo, it is not necessary to erect your own spines at any time. Of course, I hope you are erecting all the spines tonight." Chu Cuiyi said, locking the document in his hand into the drawer. Maybe, this is not the time to give Yuanxiang Technology to her.
Shui Anluo thought he would teach himself, but he didn't expect him to say this, so he looked back curiously.
Chu Cuiyi raised her head to meet her gaze, "No matter what happened tonight, I want you to remember that you are in safe water and that my Chu Cuiyi is supporting me."
In a word, it hit Shui Anluo's heart alive, with a faint taste.
Or sore or hurt.
This feeling was like she had been walking alone in the desert for a long time. When he was about to die of thirst, he suddenly appeared. Not only did she give her a glass of water, she even told her: I'm taking you home. !!
Shui Anluo pursed her lips slightly, finally lowering her head again, covering up her slightly red eyes.
There was a sudden silence in the office, and they stopped talking.
The breeze outside blew the curtains by the window, and the gentle movement added a touch of energy to this quiet room.
At 6:15 in the evening, the car stopped on time outside the door of Shuijia.
Shui Anluo got out of the car and looked up at this place that had been away for a year. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but they didn't know what kind of expression they would use to face themselves when they saw themselves coming.
The driver of Chu Cuiyi's wheelchair was removed, and Shui Anluo helped him sit down on the wheelchair.
Chu Cuiyi reached out and shook Suan Anluo's hand, Shui Anluo slightly hooked his lips against him, and then clenched the recording pen in the palm of her hand. Today, she will get everything for her mother back.
"Come on," Chu Muyi said in a deep voice.
Shui Anluo took another deep breath, then turned to the back of the wheelchair and pushed in the Chuyiwing wheelchair slowly.
"Shui Anluo, are you afraid?" Chu Cuiyi asked suddenly.
Afraid?
Shui Anluo also wanted to ask this question, "Hedgehogs are thorns. The softest place is protected by you. What am I afraid of?"