The time of the city

Ni Jiamu sent Mo Yu back to the classroom and left. Later, she heard that Gu Bai was suspended from school for a week and was punished.

During lunch break, she found a note on her seat. When she opened it, she saw the handwriting that was most familiar to her: "Let's break up."

Mo Yu's mind went blank. Her first love ended just like that. They had ended this way. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she slumped over the table. Her tears soaked the paper, and the handwriting on it became increasingly blurred.

At that moment, there was a tsunami in her heart, but she didn't let anyone know.

Lin Xiao arrived at school during the break between classes in the afternoon. She brought a bunch of snacks and walked over to Mo Yu's seat, where she saw her slumped over in a sullen manner. "What's wrong, Xiao Yu Yu? I'm here. My Xiao Yu is suffering."

She had originally taken a day off, but after hearing about Mo Yu's situation, she rushed to school that afternoon. "Nothing's wrong, why are you here?" Mo Yu's emotions, which had been under control, were about to explode when she saw Lin Xiao. We're all like that. No matter how well we hide our emotions, we're always vulnerable when we see the one we love, because we know we never have to be strong with them.

"Of course I have to come, I feel sorry for my Xiaoyu." Lin Xiao stuffed all the snacks into Moyu's drawer and gently stroked Moyu's head with her hand. She felt sorry for Moyu from the bottom of her heart. Moyu was her best friend, always better than her millions of casual acquaintances.

Lin Xiao comforted Mo Yu for a long time. After each class, she would come to check on Mo Yu. Just like that, the muddled day ended.

When returning home in the evening, Mo Yu saw a woman standing next to Ni Jiamu from a distance. Her graceful figure was very eye-catching. When she got closer, Mo Yu felt that she looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.

The woman's facial features were very delicate, and her temperament was completely different from Mo Yu's. Her delicacy was accompanied by a sense of nobility and coolness, and her long chestnut hair curled into beautiful curves, making her look even more charming.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to go home from school. You've grown so beautiful after not seeing you for a few years?" The woman had a friendly smile on her face and wanted to take the schoolbag from Moyu's back.

"No thanks, who are you?" Mo Yu always liked the touch of strangers.

"She is Leng Xiyan." Ni Jiamu replied expressionlessly.

Mo Yu hadn't expected that they were still in touch after seven years. It seemed Ni Jiamu really liked Leng Xiyan. She tactfully opened the back door and got in.

Seeing Mo Yu being so well-behaved, Leng Xiyan turned around and gave her a grateful smile, then sat in the passenger seat.

"Mo Yu, why are you sitting in the back? Come to the front."

"Jiamu" Leng Xiyan pulled the corner of Ni Jiamu's clothes, with a coquettish tone in her voice.

"Mo Yu, didn't you hear? Come to the front." Mo Yu was frightened by Ni Jiamu's sudden anger. She felt that she was really miserable. She had to be caught in the middle of a couple's quarrel.

"Miss Leng, we are not going the same way as you. Please get out of the car." Ni Jiamu even considerately opened the passenger door for Leng Xiyan.

"Jiamu, please don't be so heartless, okay? It's been seven years, and I know I was wrong. I've been by your side for seven years, and you still can't forgive me? After I heard the news that you returned to China, I came to find you without stopping. Don't be like this, Jiamu."

Mo Yu finally understood that Leng Xiyan was just paying him back. She instantly understood Ni Jiamu. He was so heartless towards the girl who had been with him for seven years. It seemed he was pretty good to her.

"I never asked you to accompany me. Miss Leng, please let yourself go and let me go. Get out of the car. Xiaoyu still has to go home to do homework."

"Xiao Yu, please persuade your brother. I really like him." Leng Xiyan pleaded to Mo Yu with red eyes. Mo Yu couldn't bear to see others cry, but she couldn't persuade Ni Jiamu either.

"Don't think about her, she's just a child. Get out of the car, Miss Leng." She looked at him blankly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she said nothing and got out of the car quietly.

The car started, and Mo Yu looked out the window. Leng Xiyan stood there quietly, as if her soul had been hollowed out, her eyes empty. At that moment, she truly loved her, without any dislike or other unnecessary emotions.

Mo Yu looked away only after the car drove away. She glanced at Ni Jiamu several times, but words were on the tip of her tongue but she couldn't say them.

Ni Jiamu noticed that she was hesitant to speak. "Just say what you want to say. Don't be so hesitant."

"Aren't you going too far? She is a girl after all. Don't trample on other people's dignity just because they like you. If you don't cherish her now, you might end up being a bachelor in the future." Mo Yu said what she was thinking in one breath, and she felt relieved.

"Old bachelor?" Ni Jiamu sneered. "If I become an old bachelor, I will take you with me. I am so heartless to her because I don't want to give her hope. I don't want to keep her hanging, understand? If I don't like you, then I don't like you. No one can force me."

But Ni Jiamu didn't know that she would still love, persist, rush forward, love, and believe again and again in the face of many risks.

No one talks about what pure love is, but everyone is tortured by love.

Mo Yu thought about her own failed love affair. She wondered if Gu Bai had been as steadfast to her as Leng Xiyan, would they still have broken up? Did they succumb to reality, or did she simply never understand him?

She suddenly remembered the scene of her first meeting with him. At the beginning of the senior year, the school launched a mutual assistance program for outstanding students to improve their academic performance. He happened to be in the same group with Gu Bai. She was relatively poor at math, while Gu Bai almost always got full marks in math. Gu Bai was weak in English, while she was particularly good at it.

During the afternoon self-study, she saw him for the first time in the library. He had short hair, wore glasses and had a handsome face. He sat there quietly reading a book. Mo Yu had only heard the name Gu Bai before, and she was a little nervous when she saw him in person for the first time.

She tapped the table lightly. "Are you Gu Bai from Class 1? I'm Mo Yu, and we're going to have tutoring together." Gu Bai looked up and met Mo Yu's eyes, his face flushing instantly. He quickly stood up and pulled out a chair next to Mo Yu. "I... I'm Gu Bai. I'll be happy to help you in the coming days."

Mo Yu thought of the scene of that day and suddenly felt as if it happened yesterday. Looking at the scenery flashing quickly outside the window, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she felt depressed and wanted to cry.