The time of the city

Towards the afternoon, Mo Yu said goodbye to Song Fei and Xiao Hecheng and went straight home. As soon as they stepped into the door, they smelled the familiar aroma of pork ribs and corn.

"Brother, why did you get off work so early?" Mo Yu took an ice cream and put it in her mouth, leaning against the kitchen door.

"Since I haven't cooked for you for a long time, I'll leave work early. I'm the boss anyway." Ni Jiamu held the pot lid in one hand and gently stirred the soup with a spoon in the other, which gave the soup a hint of homely atmosphere.

Mo Yu really felt that Ni Jiamu had gotten the role of the male protagonist in the novel. He was handsome, rich, and knew everything. Compared to him, she became a useless sister.

"Hey, why are you eating ice cream? Throw it away. Your period is coming soon. I won't care about you if you get a stomachache." Ni Jiamu scooped a spoonful of soup and blew on it repeatedly. "Come and try it. See if my cooking skills have improved."

Mo Yu obediently drank the soup that Ni Jiamu fed to her mouth. It was fragrant but not greasy, and the taste of meat and corn blended perfectly. She liked it very much. "Brother, you are awesome. I will definitely drink two or three bowls later." Mo Yu gave Ni Jiamu a thumbs up.

"I learned this specially because I was worried you wouldn't be used to eating foreign food. Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat."

At the dinner table, Ni Jiamu kept putting food into her bowl. She didn't know when it started, but as long as she and Ni Jiamu were at the same table, she didn't have to pick up any food. As long as she praised something for being delicious, the whole dish would almost be hers. Thinking of this, Mo Yu felt like she had fallen into a honey pot, and her face was full of smiles.

"I'm so happy eating my brother's cooking. I guess I'll have to cook more often in the future."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu, do you use Weibo?"

"Play, I often post on Weibo, what's wrong?" Mo Yu picked up her phone and opened her Weibo, but saw a message sent by Ni Jiamu using another small account.

"Why is it this Pu Xin man again?" Ni Jiamu, who was drinking soup, choked when he heard Mo Yu's words.

"Are you okay, brother?" Mo Yu patted Ni Jiamu's back gently.

"What Pu Xinnan, what's wrong?" Ni Jiamu asked guiltily.

"It's this guy. This morning, he used another account to follow me and liked all my Weibo posts. Feifei called him a creep, so I blocked him. Now he's using another account to ask me to add him back." Mo Yu said with disgust, pointing at the message on the screen.

"What if he just admires you? I don't think he's ordinary. He might be a handsome guy."

"Never mind him, he even sent me a death smile." So Ni Jiamu watched helplessly as his small account entered the small dark room again.

After dinner, Mo Yu was leisurely lying on the sofa playing with her tablet. At this time, Ni Jiamu's cell phone rang. After answering the call, he looked nervous. He just told Mo Yu to go to bed early and left.

At the foot of a mountain in the northern part of the city, climbers found a woman covered in blood. They called the police and sent her to the hospital. After rescue, she was out of danger but became a vegetable. According to people familiar with the matter, the injured person is xx, a freshman in the Finance Department of xx College.

Mo Yu was shocked when she read the news. Wasn't this her school, and the same department as Song Fei? She quickly sent a message to Song Fei, but she didn't reply.

Ni Jiamu didn't return home until almost midnight. Mo Yu got up and went downstairs to drink water. She saw him exhausted. When he saw Mo Yu, he hugged her and said, "Xiao Yu, you must grow up safely." His body smelled strongly of disinfectant. Mo Yu didn't know what he had done, but she knew that he needed her very much, so she hugged him back tightly.

"With brother's protection, Xiaoyu will certainly grow up safely."

The next morning, Mo Yu went out and saw K waiting outside the door. He was holding a big bouquet of roses and leaning against the car with a bright look on his face.

"Good morning, Mo Yu. I will be your exclusive driver from now on."

"I can take the bus to school by myself. Why did you suddenly become my driver? Do you want to see Feifei?"

"Your brother asked me to come here, and this car is the reward your brother gave me." K patted the car, a brand new Maserati.

"Get in the car, my big money sponsor, and I'll tell you everything slowly." K opened the back door, forced Mo Yu in, and then got into the driver's seat.

Mo Yu found out that K's hair was dyed black when she got into the car. His facial features were soft and with his black hair, he looked like a typical high school boy.

"Your brother really cares about you. He's worried that something might happen to you, so he asked me to pick you up from school and protect you. Don't be fooled by my good looks, I'm also a top-notch fighter. I'm a ninth-degree black belt in judo, so you can rest assured."

Mo Yu was confused. "Protect me? Why would you protect me?"

"You know Leng Xiyan, right? She's your brother's loyal bootlicker. Her brother hunted her down. Jiamu had just found her a place to stay yesterday, but she was caught by her brother that night. Jiamu sent people to look for her for a long time. Fortunately, they found her in time, but Leng Xiyan was beaten half to death and hasn't woken up yet."

No wonder Ni Jiamu was so anxious when he answered the phone. It turned out that something happened to Leng Xiyan. The strong smell of disinfectant on Ni Jiamu was also picked up when he sent Leng Xiyan to the hospital. Mo Yu understood everything.

Seeing that Mo Yu didn't say anything, K continued, "Although Jiamu doesn't like Leng Xiyan, she is so pitiful. If your brother didn't help her, she would have died." As he spoke, K blew his nose. It was not known whether he had a cold or he was crying because he felt sorry for Leng Xiyan.

When we got to school, Mo Yu said, "Just leave me outside the door, I'll go in by myself."

"I'd better go in with you. Or you can call Feifei over here. I bought her roses and sent her a message but she didn't reply."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Song Fei getting off a bus not far away, with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes.

"Fei Fei, I'm here." K waved his hands while holding bright roses. Mo Yu felt embarrassed standing next to him.

Song Fei approached, and Mo Yu smelled the same disinfectant scent as Ni Jiamu, so she asked, "Fei Fei, did you go to the hospital? Are you sick?"

There was a flash of panic in Song Fei's eyes, but she quickly turned calm. "I went to the hospital last night because I felt unwell, and I just returned to school this morning."

"Fei Fei, are you feeling better? Why don't you take a leave and I'll take you out to play." K pulled Song Fei's hand with worry in his eyes, but saw large areas of scratches on it.

"No, why are you pulling me?" Song Fei shook off K's hand. K was not angry. He smiled and pushed the rose in front of Song Fei. "Fei Fei doesn't let you pull, so I won't pull. This is the flower I gave you. Does it look good?"

No wonder K has so many girlfriends. Who wouldn’t be confused when seeing her like this, Mo Yu thought.

"I don't like roses." Song Fei pushed the roses away, took Mo Yu's hand and walked towards the school.

"So what kind of flowers do you like?"

"sunflower"