Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Mr. Mu thought the hand warmer was too hot, even the back of his hand felt warm. Was it really that high-end? Or was it just because his hands were too cold, so he didn't think much of it.

The night seemed to stretch on endlessly, long and endless. He Ru felt as if she were in a pitch-black abyss, surrounded by silence, without a single ray of light. She didn't know if she was still alive, and she couldn't determine the passage of time.

Yes, there was light shining into her heart, starting from a small beam and gradually illuminating the entire heart, illuminating all the darkness. A single spark can start a prairie fire. The night is only temporary, the light is permanent. As long as she wakes up, it will be daytime.

Her heart was no longer barren. She thought of the warmth the He family had given her, and of Shushu and Yueyue, who were surely living strong and healthy lives in another world. She also thought of her ancestors, and how children who grew up in the prosperous world they created shouldn't be so fragile. These thoughts fueled her perseverance, making her understand the preciousness of life.

Despite the confusion, He Ru firmly believed there would be a way out. She squeezed her eyes shut, each breath a struggle against fate. She wanted to survive.

She really woke up, and when she opened her eyes she saw the dazzling light. The night was over.

She was dazed for a moment, then the pain in her body brought her back to reality. She raised her hand, and it was still swollen. It seemed that everything that happened yesterday was real. She lay down and sorted out her thoughts, then remembered that she must have been squatting on the threshold when Mr. Mu took her away. She did not reject Mr. Mu, as if he was a friend or family member who had been with her for many years, allowing her to sleep peacefully.

She was thinking about what she should do next. Now she was really penniless.

Before she could think for long, the door was pushed open and it was Mr. Mu who came in. Seeing He Ru wake up, those dark eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light. After that, even without the light, they returned to normal. There was no longer the dullness and lethargy of the past few days, and the whole person seemed to be bright and cheerful.

He Ru suddenly realized that he might not be much older than himself. In modern times, he might just be a college student. In the past, he gave people the impression that he was too mature, so people ignored his age.

They looked at each other in silence for a long time.

The words to ask who he was lingered on the tip of my tongue, turned around a few times, and finally I swallowed them back. He didn't want to say it, and he certainly couldn't say it, so why bother asking him until he got to the bottom of it.

The arrival of a person broke the silence.

"You're awake, come and eat something!" Qiao Mu held the tray with both hands and placed it on the round table in the middle of the room. It contained a bowl of minced meat porridge. The green chopped green onions and a few wolfberries on it made the porridge look more appetizing. In fact, there was a whole bowl next to it, just in case He Ru didn't have enough.

The two of them woke up, and Mr. He Rumu walked to the table, stretched out his hand, and was about to pick up the bowl. His bony palm was like a finely crafted work of art. Not only did it not destroy the beauty of the painting, but it was like the finishing touch, making the whole picture come alive in an instant, as if the painting was supposed to be so perfect.

But another pair of large hands took the bowl first and walked towards He Ru. At the same time, the gentle voice of an older brother rang out, "You've been sleeping for three days, you must be hungry. Don't eat anything too greasy. Eat what you can for now. We'll tell you later if you're not full."

He Ru looked at them like a tool. She finally enjoyed Qiao Mu's gentle tone. A man like this, just not so outstanding in appearance, would be enough to make countless girls fall in love with him in modern times, including He Ru. Because he was really too gentle, too, too, too, too soft.

Of course, He Ru would not fall in love with him. After all, he is a man in his thirties. How could she not see that he was pretending? If this kind of scheming man doesn't love you, you should not play with him, otherwise you may die without knowing how, which is a pity.

He Ru took the porridge. She was extremely hungry and couldn't wait to eat it. As expected, she was not accidentally burned. It was impossible for her to be scalded. The porridge was almost cold. Only by eating it would it not get cold. He Ru would not let it get cold. After all, she was more caring.

The bowls in ancient times were so small, how could one bowl be enough for everyone? And it was porridge, so eating only one bowl would probably take half an hour. After finishing it in a few bites, he scraped the bottom of the bowl and said, "Any more? I'm not full yet."

I confidently handed the bowl to Qiao Mu. Since he loves serving me so much, let him do it! It's good to enjoy it.

Just like that, one bowl and three or two mouthfuls, another bowl and three or two mouthfuls, it wasn't long before the whole bowl was empty. Qiao Mu kept waiting for him, and He Ru was almost full. "It's a bit greasy, it would be better if there was some chili!"

Qiao Mu's character was about to collapse, and he rolled his eyes, "You're complaining after you've eaten. It's too much trouble."

As luck would have it, He Ru saw and heard it. "You're not smart enough and you blame me. If you had just given me that cup, this shit would have happened. You don't know how to adapt and you blame others."

Qiao Mu didn't expect her to be so talkative. He was at a loss for words and even stuttered, "What? I'm obviously worried that you won't be able to finish it."

"Have I finished eating?" He Ru turned the bowl over, not a single chopped green onion left. Qiao Mu looked at the bowl again, and it was indeed finished.

Speechless.

He Ru was speechless when she saw his death, rolling her eyes. "I won't say that. If I were you, I would say, 'I can't predict the future. If I really gave you that cup directly, and you couldn't finish it, wouldn't you say I have no taste? How can you give such a big cup to a girl? It's really rude.'"

Stunned number one, stunned number two.

He Ru persuaded him, "Otherwise, if you want to talk like this, I will be speechless."

Qiao Mu expressed his doubt "Really?"

He Ru said sincerely, "Yes, I can still lie to you. I am teaching you this. I will see who can outwit you then."

Qiao Mu was skeptical. "Well, then if I really say it, you are not allowed to refute me."

Mr. Mu said later: Scored twice.

He Ru: "Yeah! Just tell me quickly, or forget it if you don't want to." He put on an indifferent expression.

Qiao Mu: "Who knows if you can finish it! If you can't finish it, you will definitely turn around and say that I am unromantic. You will say, who would let a girl eat a whole bowl directly, so unromantic." After saying that, he looked at He Ru expectantly, indicating that she should be speechless now!

"How do you know if I can finish it? You don't have a mouth! Why don't you ask? Whether you give it to me or not is one thing, whether I can finish it or not is another. What do you care? You are definitely afraid that I will eat more of yours. You are so stingy and mean that you can't find a girlfriend."

Mr. Mu had an expression that said, "As expected."

Qiao Mu was shocked, shocked, shocked... completely shocked. It felt like meeting He Ru was the Waterloo of his life. Now the look in his eyes when he looked at He Ru was indescribable, as if he was looking at a heartless man.

"You don't know how to do it again! If you're not good at it, just practice more! What's the big deal?" The reason why He Ru didn't "teach" him anymore was because she didn't know what to say.