The time of the city

"Xiaoyu, I thought you left early last night. I'm sorry. I will never let you accompany me to such a dangerous place again. Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I would have to die to atone for my sin." Song Fei held Mo Yu's hand and chattered incessantly, her face full of heartache and guilt.

"I don't blame you. Fortunately, there was a boy who saved me. You know, he also likes painting, but he's not doing well. I want to buy some things and go see him. Feifei, come with me."

When Mo Yu mentioned Xiao Hecheng, her face was full of admiration and her eyes seemed to be radiating stars.

"You can give him money. What if he doesn't like what you buy?"

"No, he won't want it. If I give him the money, it will definitely hurt his self-esteem."

"The people sent by Jiamu have caught the two thugs." K rushed into the office in a hurry. In just one day, he changed his hair color again, this time to blue.

"You know what to do," Ni Jiamu said, wiping his neck. "Oh, they dared to slap one of my people. I think it's not too much to kill them, right?" The scarlet blood in the man's eyes held a violent aura that wanted to destroy the world.

"Jiamu, I'll just pass on the instructions. I'm leaving now."

"Remember to knock next time. Your hair looks even uglier this time."

Mo Yu and Song Fei came to the store and ransacked it, buying everything she thought she could use. On the other side, Ni Jiamu's phone kept ringing, all with deduction messages.

Mo Yu recalled the route to Xiao Hecheng's house in her mind, and soon she led Song Fei into the chaotic area. It looked a bit scary at night, but during the day it looked like an ordinary house, just a little smaller and more dilapidated.

"The person who saved you lives here?" Song Fei couldn't help but wonder.

"Yes, they used to say that people in chaotic areas are bad. After I met him, I felt that what they said was all false." Mo Yu led the way skillfully.

"This is his house. The door is not locked. He is at home." Mo Yu blinked at Song Fei in surprise.

Xiao Hecheng heard the noise outside the door and opened it before Mo Yu. "Why are you here?"

"I came to see my savior. Are you painting?" Mo Yu approached Xiao Hecheng's easel.

"Oh, by the way, this is my good friend, Song Fei." Mo Yu pushed Song Fei in front of Xiao Hecheng and introduced her generously.

"Hello, my name is Song Fei. Can I call you Hecheng?" Song Fei smiled shyly, with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"You guys can find someplace else to work on it. I'll finish this painting soon."

"Where do you put these things, Xiao Hecheng? Don't reject me. You saved me, so I treat you as a friend. Can we just treat this as an interaction between friends?"

Xiao Hecheng was silent for a while, then took the item and said, "Thank you, Mo Yu."

Song Fei and Mo Yu sat on the bed waiting for him to draw. Mo Yu remembered that she had collapsed his bed yesterday, and now she was a little afraid to sit. Song Fei stared at Xiao Hecheng drawing intently, her eyes full of curiosity, her heart pounding.

More than ten minutes later, Xiao Hecheng finished the painting, still ending with a sun.

"Mo Yu, this painting is for you. Didn't you say we are friends? Although it is not worth much." Xiao Hecheng touched his head shyly after saying this.

"I like it very much, thank you Xiao Hecheng."

Song Fei, who was standing by, watched Xiao Hecheng's every move. She felt that people like him were rare and precious, and that they made people want to get closer to him unconsciously. They were the same kind of people, equally pitiful.

They just took a look around the chaotic area. Not long after, the two of them parted ways with Xiao Hecheng and went back home.

"K, which starry sky do you think is the most beautiful?" Ni Jiamu asked, tapping the table with one hand and staring at the computer screen.

"Are you trying to scare me to death by making such a sudden noise? You're like a zombie, Jiamu, are you slacking off again?" K was quietly working on a report, but was frightened by Ni Jiamu and kept clicking the mouse randomly.

"Mo Yu, Mo Yu, quite similar." Ni Jiamu smiled. "Oh, by the way, I'm asking you a question. Where are the most beautiful stars?" Ni Jiamu quickly retracted his smile and changed back to his keep-out-the-door look.

"Gorilla? Aren't all the gorillas in the zoo the same? It's just that some have more hair, and some are bald. The ones with more hair look better." K replied thoughtfully.

"Are you stupid? I'm talking about the stars in the sky."

"You can't explain it yourself. I didn't expect our President Ni to be so sentimental? He even wants to go stargazing? Could it be that the iron tree has blossomed? Are you and Leng Xiyan together? She just got off the plane the day before yesterday. She is really dependent on you."

"It's impossible for me to get along with her. Please help me check it out and send me the information this week. If you send it late, your salary will be deducted." After saying that, Ni Jiamu left work early. He was going to slack off.

Looking at Ni Jiamu's handsome back, K looked up to the sky and shouted, "What kind of boss do I have? I have to take care of all the official and personal matters. Will I even be allowed to have a love life?"

"Fei Fei, I don't have classes this afternoon and I'm going home, so I won't accompany you to school." Mo Yu said goodbye to Song Fei while holding the painting Xiao Hecheng gave her.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, will you visit Hecheng often in the future? Can you take me with you? I also want to be friends with him."

"of course."