The time of the city

The next morning, Ni Jiamu completed the discharge procedures for Mo Yu. When Mo Yu woke up, he thoughtfully put her shoes on and began to pack her things.

Mo Yu was only in the hospital for a week. The ward was as packed as her own room, with everything Ni Jiamu brought from home, including Mo Yu's slippers, toiletries, water cup, and even the bear on Mo Yu's bed.

After everything was ready, Ni Jiamu carried bags of things and waited for the elevator with Mo Yu.

The gauze on Mo Yu's head had not been removed yet. Apart from the gauze on her head, there was no trace of a patient at all. Her face was extremely rosy. During these days in the hospital, she did nothing but eat and sleep. In the first few days, even when she went to the toilet, Ni Jiamu carried her to the toilet door, and after she finished, he carried her back to bed.

"Brother, I feel like I've gained weight." Mo Yu pinched the flesh on her face and sighed.

"That proves that my pig-raising method is effective. It's better for children to be fatter." Ni Jiamu was holding Mo Yu's teddy bear, with a touch of tenderness and kindness.

"I am a pig, and my brother is also a pig. The big pig raises the little pig." Mo Yu pouted and snatched the teddy bear from Ni Jiamu's arms and held it in her hands.

Leng Xiyan stood at the corner of the corridor and watched for a while. After confirming that it was Ni Jiamu, she slowly walked out. "Jiamu."

The two people who heard the sound turned around together, "Why don't you stay in the ward?" Ni Jiamu asked.

"The ward is too stuffy. I want to come out and get some fresh air. Is Jiamu your girlfriend?" Leng Xiyan asked tentatively when she saw Mo Yu next to Ni Jiamu.

When she turned the corner, she saw the two of them being intimate. Although she couldn't hear what they were saying, she felt that Ni Jiamu liked the girl next to him very much, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that she had never seen before.

Hearing Leng Xiyan's words, Mo Yu was shocked and speechless. Is this still Leng Xiyan? She clearly knew that she was Ni Jiamu's sister. Could this be her new way of pursuing her brother?

"Judging from your expression, we should have known each other before, but I have lost my memory and can't remember anything. I'm sorry." Leng Xiyan looked at Mo Yu gently, even with a hint of caution in her eyes.

Can amnesia still change a person's character? Although Leng Xiyan was very polite to her before, her eyes were full of arrogance. Mo Yu couldn't help but think in her heart.

"My name is Mo Yu, and I'm Ni Jiamu's sister. I had some mental problems and was hospitalized for a week. My brother came to keep me company."

After hearing Mo Yu's explanation, Leng Xiyan felt inexplicably more comfortable, but she also felt a little sad. Ni Jiamu had taken care of Mo Yu in the hospital for a week, but he had never come to see her once. Her ward was only one floor away from Mo Yu's.

During this time, Leng Xiyan had been trying to recall the person Ni Jiamu had mentioned he liked, but she couldn't remember it. K showed her a photo, but she didn't feel anything. Instead, when she saw Ni Jiamu, her mood would fluctuate with him. Was she a fickle woman? She was fascinated by Ni Jiamu's handsomeness.

"Leng Xiyan, you should go back to the ward. The elevator has come down several times. I should take Xiaoyu home. She will feel dizzy if she stands for too long." The elevator door opened, and Ni Jiamu took Moyu's hand and walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, a pair of slender white hands reached in.

"Jiamu, I also want to be discharged. I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore. My illness is cured."

"Brother, let's go out and talk." The two walked out of the elevator again.

Ni Jiamu thought carefully about Leng Xiyan's words. It was time to find her a place to live, but the house she lived in before was no longer safe, and she couldn't be arranged to live too far away. She had no identity, so many things were inconvenient for her.

"You stay in the hospital for a while, I will ask K to help you find a house. You have nowhere to go if you go out now." Ni Jiamu spoke without a trace of expression. His tone was very calm, but there was a sense of irresistibility.

The light in Leng Xiyan's eyes dimmed. After the torture she had endured during this period, her body was very weak. Even the smallest-sized hospital gown was too big for her, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

"Brother, why don't you let her stay at home first? She really has nowhere to go. Isn't someone chasing her?" Mo Yu avoided Leng Xiyan and said the last sentence close to Ni Jiamu's ear.

"No, she can't live at home. You know she likes me, so aren't you worried?" Ni Jiamu also imitated Mo Yu and bent down to whisper in her ear. His voice was low and magnetic, and as his mouth opened and closed, his hot breath sprayed on Mo Yu's ears.

She felt itchy and shy. "Brother, don't get so close to me. I can hear you."

Ni Jiamu chuckled. "You are the only one allowed to do this to your brother? Your brother is not allowed to do this to you? I was afraid you couldn't hear me, right? Are you shy, little boy?"

Are they really brother and sister? Leng Xiyan couldn't help but wonder, no matter how you look at them, they look like a flirting couple, especially the affection in Ni Jiamu's eyes that can hardly be hidden.

Mo Yu blushed and pushed Ni Jiamu away. "Sister Xiyan, my brother has agreed to let you live at home. I'll take you to change clothes, and I'll help you with the discharge procedures."

"Really? Thank you Mo Yu and Jia Mu." Leng Xiyan immediately stepped forward and held Mo Yu, "Let's go change clothes." She was afraid that they would go back on their word.

So Mo Yu took Leng Xiyan to change clothes, completely ignoring Ni Jiamu who was grinning with anger.

After Leng Yuanheng thought Leng Xiyan was dead, he immediately processed a death certificate for her. So in order to hide the truth, Ni Jiamu asked K to forge a new identity for Leng Xiyan. When he saw Leng Xiyan's name on the list, he almost vomited blood.

"Mu Yufei", Mu Yuze and Song Fei, he is really good at naming, and gave Leng Xiyan a name for him and her child.

After completing the formalities, Ni Jiamu arrived at the parking lot. Mo Yu and Leng Xiyan were already waiting for him in the back seat.

"Xiao Yu, come to the front." Ni Jiamu opened the passenger door and gestured.

"I can just sit in the back. I'll accompany Sister Xiyan."

"We are all in the same car, aren't we all accompanying her? Besides, she is not a child who needs you to look after her. Come to the front, this is your exclusive seat." Ni Jiamu emphasized the word "exclusive".

"What exclusive? I saw K sitting there a while ago."

"Then I will abandon the car and this seat will be yours from now on." Ni Jiamu said with a smile in his eyes. Is his little friend jealous?

"Don't throw it away, I'm kneeling." Mo Yu immediately jumped out of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"Jiamu, you are so nice to your sister, but I heard that the passenger seat is for girlfriends. If you have a girlfriend in the future, she will be jealous."

"This location will belong to my child forever. Don't worry about these things that have nothing to do with you. I will ask K to help you find a house in the next few days."

Leng Xiyan didn't say a word on the way there. She didn't understand why Ni Jiamu, who was gentle and considerate to Mo Yu, was always cold to her. Aren't they classmates?