The time of the city

The hot summer has passed in a flash, and we have entered early autumn. The sky in early autumn is deep blue, without floating clouds. It is less bright and dazzling, but more leisurely, peaceful and calm. The autumn breeze blows, cool and makes people feel particularly comfortable. Such an autumn is extremely popular.

Today was the day Ni Jiamu was leaving for his trip abroad. At the airport, Shang Xue was sobbing uncontrollably. Even back home, when they were at university, it was rare for them to see each other, let alone abroad. She held Ni Jiamu's hand and talked to him nonstop.

"My son is just studying abroad. He's not staying away from home. You're making it seem like he's going to jail and getting a life sentence." Ni Yuantang couldn't help but joke as he watched his wife's exaggerated actions.

Women are always more likely to express their emotions, while men are always used to keeping silent. Ni Yuantang was also reluctant to leave his son, but he was not like Shang Xue. He just walked over to Ni Jiamu and patted his shoulder, "Jiamu, study hard and call me more often if you have nothing to do."

Although Mo Yu didn't have many feelings for Ni Jiamu, she felt very sad when she saw him leaving. She wanted to go up and say a few words to Ni Jiamu, but she retreated in fear.

"What do you want to say, Mo Yu?" This small action was still seen by Ni Jiamu.

When her name was called, Mo Yu stood up straight as if she was answering a question in class and said, "Brother, I got full marks in the exam." This is not what I wanted to say. Mo Yu, you are such a fool. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Mo Yu wanted to take them back. She felt that Ni Jiamu would definitely think she was a fool for saying that she got full marks in the exam when they were leaving.

Mo Yu looked up and saw him smiling. The corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes narrowed slightly, a pure, gentle smile, without a trace of impurity. There were tiny sparks of light in his eyes, like tiny shimmers of moonlight on the shimmering waters, a tranquil and peaceful scene. It was different from his usual smile; this one held a touch of tenderness.

"You're a hard worker, kid. Keep up the good work. Want a reward? Go to my room and pick out anything you like."

"I……"

"Passengers traveling from City A to the United States, please note that your flight MU7766 is now boarding. Please take your belongings and present your boarding pass. Have a pleasant journey. Thank you."

The announcement began before Mo Yu finished speaking. "I'm leaving now. Call me tonight if you have anything else to say," Ni Jiamu said, pulling his suitcase and walking away, disappearing from Mo Yu's sight.

"Grandpa, I don't want to study abroad. Can't I just stay in City A?" Nan Feng pleaded with red eyes. If he went abroad, he would have no chance to find Mo Yu.

"A Feng, the educational resources abroad are good. When you go there, study hard. There are people there to support you. Grandpa is still waiting for you to push the Qiao family to a higher peak."

"Xiaoyu, let's go back." Shang Xue's eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was low.

"Good mother."

Nan Feng looked up and saw a familiar figure passing by. When he tried to get a closer look, the figure had already vanished. He instinctively knew it was Mo Yu, but then he thought, why would Mo Yu appear here?

"Afeng, what are you looking at? Come in quickly." Finally, he boarded the plane to go abroad.

Ni Jiamu found a seat and was just about to close his eyes and rest for a while, "Jiamu, what a coincidence, you are also going abroad today." Leng Xiyan waved to Ni Jiamu while sitting opposite her.

"Hmm," Ni Jiamu said, not wanting to pay attention. "Jiamu, when we get to the US, can I stay at your house for a night? I haven't sent anyone to clean my house yet, and it's been empty for so long it's all dusty."

"No, Leng Xiyan, could you please stop bothering me?" Ni Jiamu really had no patience left. He was usually polite to others, but he didn't want to give Leng Xiyan any good face.

"Jia Mu, I'm sorry for what happened to you. Please don't be angry with me, okay? I know you like me too, that's why you were so angry. I knew you were going abroad, so I came with you. I don't know anyone in the United States except you." Leng Xiyan's eyes were red, and her voice was delicate, just like a little white rabbit being bullied.

"Leng Xiyan, I'm telling you one last time that I've never liked you. I sent you home because we were classmates and went to the same cram school. But that incident made me realize that you're a conceited, vicious, and lying person." After saying that, Ni Jiamu put on his headphones and ignored Leng Xiyan.

When she entered high school, Leng Xiyan fell in love with Ni Jiamu at first sight. She often brought him drinks and food, and even though Ni Jiamu shared them with his classmates, she still enjoyed it.

During her freshman year, she, despite excelling in liberal arts, chose science without hesitation, following Ni Jiamu's lead. She then had to spend countless hours studying to catch up. Since Ni Jiamu was in the basketball club, she signed up for the cheerleading squad, cheering for him during games.

When she learned that Ni Jiamu was going to study in the United States, she begged her parents to let her go. She also learned the location of Ni Jiamu's cram school, even though it was far from home, and enrolled there with him.

Leng Xiyan's parents also have a son, Leng Yuanheng, who is also Leng Xiyan's brother. Therefore, she is not loved at home and does not usually have a special car to pick her up.

She wasn't angry, but instead had the opportunity to have Ni Jiamu walk her home every day. Later, a sophomore girl in the cram school fell in love with Ni Jiamu and would go to him every day to discuss homework, and gave him chocolates as a thank you, which Ni Jiamu happily accepted.

Leng Xiyan was angry. After the cram school, she asked someone to drag the girl into the toilet. Halfway through the fight, Ni Jiamu found that he had forgotten to take his things and heard some noise in the toilet when he came back.

"You bitch, you actually dare to snatch Jiamu from me? How could he be interested in you when you look so poor? Ni Jiamu is my boyfriend and will be my husband in the future." Leng Xiyan was wearing a snow-white dress with her long hair loose, looking gentle, but her expression now was chilling.

She looked down at the girl kneeling on the ground and said, "Keep beating him until he dares not mess with Jiamu."

"Stop, Leng Xiyan, what are you doing?" Ni Jiamu rushed into the women's restroom.

"Yes...she saw that we had a good relationship and wanted to hit me, so I..." "Enough, I never thought you were a liar." Ni Jiamu picked up the girl on the ground and walked out of the toilet, ignoring Leng Xiyan's obstruction.

As soon as Mo Yu returned home, she went to her room. Pushing open the door, she was attracted by the exquisite gift box on the bedside table. She gently opened it, and a crystal bracelet appeared in front of her eyes, with a delicate little pendant hanging on it. The whole bracelet was a crystal clear purple, sparkling under the light.

There was also a note next to the bracelet, with beautiful block letters on it: This is a birthday present for you. You must like it. Keep it well. If I don’t see you when I come back, you’ll be dead. Below it were the three words "Ni Jiamu".

Mo Yu held the bracelet in her palm, her lips curled up. She would definitely keep it well. She opened her phone, found Ni Jiamu, typed a thank you, and sent it.