Chapter 1530 Discovering Her Feelings! (2)

He saw the bloodstains at the door of his house, which were all over the floor. The moment he saw it, he was shocked and almost fainted.

Xiao Mo!

What happened here? What happened? Whose blood is that? Is his sister okay?! ?

Leng Yunchen didn't care about the bloodstains and quickly opened the door. His hands couldn't stop shaking when he opened the door.

"Xiao Mo...! Xiao Mo...! Please, don't get into trouble!" Leng Yunchen felt a huge fear in his heart. When he saw the eye-catching bloodstains at the door of his house, his emotions almost collapsed.

He tried his best to stay calm.

But when the door was finally opened after several tense attempts, Leng Yunchen pushed it open fiercely, and he saw a small figure half-kneeling at the entrance. She was facing away from him, and her hands were moving. I don't know what she was doing.

Leng Yunchen was stunned for a moment, watching her actions, looking at her again, and muttering in a low voice, "Xiao Mo..."

He quickly walked to her in two steps and half-knelt down to check if she was injured.

Leng Xiaomo was holding a linen cloth, wiping the floor, wiping it over and over again, wiping off the blood that had been splashed on the floor before, and there was a black bag next to it, containing something.

Leng Yunchen had already smelled the blood in the air at home, and he also vaguely guessed what might have happened before.

"Brother... I'm fine, I'm just sorry that your house is stained with blood, and I'm trying to restore it to its previous state--"

"Xiaomo, stop talking!"

Leng Yunchen suddenly interrupted her, and his throat rolled slightly.

At a certain moment.

Leng Yunchen could no longer describe how he felt when he saw that she was safe and sound. This was his sister, his relative, and in his eyes, there was no difference between her and his flesh and blood relatives.

He could hardly imagine what he would do if something happened to her, and how he would explain it to his parents.

He didn't even dare to think about that kind of thing.

Leng Yunchen looked at her beautiful and peaceful eyebrows, then raised his hand and used his fingertips to wipe off some of the blood that had splashed on her fair face bit by bit.

Leng Xiaomo seemed to have become a different person at this moment, like a harmless and innocent little girl, quietly letting him do whatever he wanted.

Leng Yunchen's heart was torn, and his cold eyes were filled with dark gloom.

No brother really likes his sister's hands to be stained with blood, and they will do their best to protect her and withstand the wind and rain for her.

But in fact, he protected so many people, but he didn't protect her well.

The more quiet she was, the more painful and guilty he felt in his heart.

After wiping off all the blood on her face, Leng Yunchen held her face gently with one hand and asked, "Xiao Mo, what happened? Are you injured anywhere else? Is the blood from the other person?"

When Leng Yunchen said this, his eyes fell sharply on the black bag on the other side, and he suddenly reached out to take it, "And what's here?"

Leng Xiaomo saw him take the bag and quickly snatched it, threw it aside, dodging his eyes slightly, and whispered, "I'm not injured, the blood is from the other person, and the things inside are also from that person..."

When he said this, Leng Xiaomo paused, then looked up at him and slowly said, "...This is his hand."