The time of the city

The next morning at the dinner table, Mo Yu sat opposite Ni Jiamu with red and swollen eyes.

"My baby, why are your eyes so swollen? Have you been crying?" Shang Xue held Mo Yu's face and said with concern.

"I cried last night after watching a touching movie," Mo Yu replied, lowering her head and shoveling food into her mouth.

"My baby is so kind, beautiful and good. You are not allowed to watch sad movies in the future, okay?" Shang Xue looked at Mo Yu with eyes full of relief, and her eyes were so gentle that it seemed as if she was about to squeeze water out of her.

"Why are you being so affectionate so early in the morning? Xue'er, I'm jealous of my daughter. You've never called me baby." Ni Yuantang raised his head with a look of grievance.

Mo Yu was amused by Ni Yuantang's actions and laughed with her head down.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, your college entrance examination results are about to come out, right? Have you decided to apply to University A?" Ni Yuantang quickly regained his serious look, as if he was not the one who asked his wife to call him "baby" with a look of grievance just now.

"I don't want to go to University A anymore. I want to go abroad with my brother." After saying that, three pairs of eyes turned to Mo Yu.

"Xiaoyu, didn't you say you didn't want to go abroad? You wanted to stay in City A to accompany your mother? Now, you are going abroad with me, your heartless son." Shang Xue looked unhappy.

"I've thought it through. I want to go abroad with my brother. Are you still willing to take me abroad?" Mo Yu looked at Ni Jiamu with indescribable emotions in her eyes.

"Yes, anytime you want."

"Thank you, brother." Mo Yu raised a bright smile on her face, but only Ni Jiamu knew that it was not sincere.

A week later, Mo Yu and Ni Jiamu boarded a plane to the United States.

Before boarding the plane, Gu Bai sent a message saying, "Have a safe trip, Xiaoyu. It seems we are not destined to be together."

After fastening her seat belt, Mo Yu closed her eyes and leaned back in the seat. She thought carefully about what Gu Bai meant by "not destined to be together". Perhaps it was because neither of them had loved each other properly, and it was a good excuse to separate in the end.

It's not that I don't love you, it's that we are truly not meant to be together. She broke up with him out of anger. She was waiting for Gu Bai to tell her, "It's okay, Xiaoyu. I will wait for you. I won't give up on you." But in the end, he said nothing. The simple phrase "we are not meant to be together" put an end to their story.

She finally returned disappointed amidst all the great anticipation.

"Since we're apart, let's not think about it anymore." Ni Jiamu rummaged through his bag, pulled out a pair of wired headphones, and inserted one end into Mo Yu's ear. "Listen to some music, your idol's songs. Even though I don't like them, I'll listen to them with you."

Park Chanyeol's Stay with Me was playing in the headphones. Mo Yu looked to the side and saw Ni Jiamu with his arms folded, closing his eyes and enjoying it.

Mo Yu simply closed her eyes again. Ni Jiamu opened his eyes at this time. The girl's even breathing sounded beside him. She was sleeping soundly. Ni Jiamu took off the earphones from the girl's ears. At this moment, he felt that he was in an extreme comfort, a comfort in life and thought, from body and soul.

After getting off the plane, the driver was already waiting at the airport. Seeing Ni Jiamu, he excitedly greeted him, "Jiamu, you're here. Are you tired? Is this Xiaoyu? My name is Li Ming, just call me Uncle Li. I was your brother's personal driver when he was in school."

Mo Yu smiled but didn't intend to speak. "Xiao Yu is too tired. Uncle Li will drive to K's house first. I want to take Xiao Xue home." Ni Jiamu took the suitcase from Mo Yu and walked towards the car.

Mo Yu learned from Ni Jiamu and Uncle Li that Ni Jiamu was going to pick up a girl named Xiaoxue. She was full of doubts, but she didn't dare to ask.

Mo Yu and Ni Jiamu sat in the back seat of the car, one on each side, with a long distance between them. Mo Yu leaned against the car window and watched the scenery receding outside.

The large and small unique shops, and the beautiful woman with rich flaxen blonde hair, deep eyes, and a high nose bridge brought Mo Yu a pleasant feeling, and her mood seemed to improve a little.

"Uncle Li, drive slower." Seeing that Mo Yu was full of curiosity about everything around her, Ni Jiamu asked Uncle Li to drive slower and act as a sightseeing bus for Mo Yu.

The car was going much slower, so Mo Yu didn't have to look dazzled. Most foreign girls were warm and open-minded. When they saw Mo Yu in the car, some of them would greet her, and Mo Yu would respond with a smile. After a few interactions, she felt better.

"Do you think I'm unsophisticated? You're going to vomit at things, but I'm just looking around like a bumpkin," Mo Yu looked at Ni Jiamu seriously and asked.

"I was even more exaggerated than you when I first came here. I just came into contact with these things before you. Now you know and have seen them, right?" Ni Jiamu touched Mo Yu's head. "I'll give you something later. You'll like it."

The journey was supposed to take half an hour, but the sightseeing bus took a full hour.

"We're here." Ni Jiamu and Mo Yu got out of the car, and a silver-haired man dressed like a boy band member walked out of the house.

"Jiamu finally decided to come back. My big boss, I missed you so much." As he said that, he was about to hug Ni Jiamu.

"Stop, you dyed your hair again? I just thought you were sick and your hair turned white." Ni Jiamu joked.

"I dare not refute anything you say. You are my boss." K's appearance is gentle, which really doesn't match the silver hair on his head, but after looking at it for a long time, I think it's not bad.

"You are Jiamu's sister Moyu, right? My name is K, and my Chinese name is Mu Yuze, but I still like people to call me K, it seems cooler that way."

"Hello K." Mo Yu stretched out her hand with a smile, and K shook it with a chuckle.

"We have to go home and pack up today, so we don't have time to chat with you. Bring Xiaoxue out."

"I just want to say a few more words to your beautiful sister. How about letting your sister be my girlfriend?" K pointed at Mo Yu, a smile in his eyes.

Mo Yu blushed instantly and hid behind Ni Jiamu.

"Get away, you're not worthy of Xiaoyu. Everyone knows that you change girlfriends like changing clothes. My Xiaoyu is only 18 years old and still a child."

"When you were 18, Leng Xiyan was always around you! Why didn't she come with you today?"

"Don't mention her to me. Go in and bring Xiaoxue out."

K went into the house and after a while brought out an Alaskan. Mo Yu never thought that Xiaoxue was actually a dog.

When Xiaoxue saw Ni Jiamu, her eyes opened wide and bright. She excitedly broke free from the rope and ran over. She rolled around at Ni Jiamu's feet and hummed. It was expressing its longing for Ni Jiamu in its own way.

"Xiaoyu, come here. This is the gift I gave you. Do you like it?"

Mo Yu squatted down and gently stroked Xiaoxue's head. Xiaoxue lay down directly, revealing her chubby belly.

"It likes you very much. Take it in the car and let's go home."

In the car, Mo Yu kept teasing Xiao Xue and laughed happily, her laughter as sweet as a silver bell.

"Why is it called Xiaoxue? It's a boy." Mo Yu asked in confusion. Xiaoxue also barked twice, as if asking why Ni Jiamu gave it a girl's name.

"I found it in the snow. It had been left in a doghouse in the snow. It was newborn and could only whimper. I picked it up and named it Xiaoxue. I raised it with all my heart."

As Ni Jiamu was speaking, Xiaoxue also lay down and seemed to be listening carefully to the story.

"Xiaoxue is so cute, why throw it away?"

"Maybe it's too big of a eater and can poop too. The toilet has been clogged several times by it. I've become a VIP toilet unclogging expert."

After hearing this, Mo Yu burst into laughter, and all her previous unhappiness disappeared.

There will always be someone who cares about your emotions and someone who heals you.