The time of the city

Midsummer has arrived suddenly. The trees along the streets are lush and green. The clear chirping of cicadas gradually sounds among the dense leaves. The fire truck that is spraying water wakes up the little yellow dog napping under the tree, telling us that summer has really come.

Mo Yu loved summer. This was her first summer in City A. Unlike the sweltering heat of City S, summer here was filled with alleyways filled with the fragrance of flowers, breezes under the shade of trees, the fluttering hems of girls' skirts, and a sea of green. Summer here was filled with sunshine and the fragrance of fruit.

Ni Jiamu, however, didn't have the leisure time of Mo Yu. He'd been busy preparing for his trip abroad, and Mo Yu had barely seen him. Shang Xue had also been busy helping Ni Jiamu prepare his travel belongings. It seemed Mo Yu had the least time of her life.

Finally, Friday arrived. After finishing her last class of the week, Mo Yu walked out of the school gate with a cheerful stride. Although she was only wearing a simple school uniform, she stood out in the crowd because such superior facial features were indeed rare.

The girl kicked the stones on the roadside casually, then jumped up and down. She seemed to be in a very good mood, and her bright smile showed us the beauty of youth.

Ni Jiamu stood beneath the yellow orchid tree across from the school, staring silently at Mo Yu as she crossed the street. His dark eyes were clear, yet concealed a boy's unruly nature. His long eyelashes clung to his pupils, a picture of his beauty sure to be captured by a passing artist.

Mo Yu didn't notice Ni Jiamu under the tree, but just walked towards where Uncle Yang used to wait for him. "Hey, Mo Yu, are you blind?"

When Mo Yu heard her name, she turned around and saw Ni Jiamu, whom she hadn't seen for many days. "Brother, why are you here? Are you here for business? Do you want to take Uncle Yang's car back with us?"

"You're so polite. Uncle Yang didn't come today. Mom and Dad went to Grandpa's house. I'm here to take you to dinner and take you home."

"Oh," Mo Yu nodded, but she wasn't as happy as Ni Jiamu had imagined. He'd thought the child would jump for joy upon seeing him, especially since he was taking her to dinner. Shouldn't she be cheering excitedly? What does "oh" mean? Ni Jiamu's brows furrowed as he thought of this.

Mo Yu saw Ni Jiamu's face changing clearly. Although he was not very happy when they met just now, he was not as happy as he was now, as if someone owed him five million. He suddenly felt that Ni Jiamu could perform the Sichuan Opera face changing that his teacher had mentioned.

"What do you want to eat?" Ni Jiamu asked.

"I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food. I'll eat whatever my brother eats."

"Okay." This child is quite sensible, Ni Jiamu smiled with satisfaction. This scene fell into Mo Yu's eyes again. Has his brother been so busy that his brain has gone crazy?

Ni Jiamu turned around and saw Mo Yu looking at him with eyes that showed her concern for the mentally retarded. "Come on, or you'll be kidnapped into the mountains."

Mo Yu was frightened when she heard this, and quickly ran forward a few steps until she was very close to Ni Jiamu, and then she felt relieved.

They went to a Sichuan restaurant. While the people of City A tend to prefer sweet food, City S favors spicy food. Mo Yu was excited the moment she entered the restaurant. While the food at the Ni family was delicious, it was still too bland, something she wasn't used to; she could handle spicy food.

"Order whatever you want to eat." Ni Jiamu picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu looked at the menu and pondered for a long time, then looked at Ni Jiamu and then at the menu again. Ten minutes passed without her ordering a single dish.

"Can't you read? Why haven't you ordered yet?" Ni Jiamu was a little impatient. He had eaten little at noon and was a little hungry now.

"No, I'm afraid my brother can't handle spicy food." Mo Yu said in a low voice, glancing at Ni Jiamu from time to time.

"Just order what I tell you to order. What's there to be afraid of when it's spicy?"

"Okay, since you're not afraid, I'll order it then." Mo Yu ordered several spicy dishes without hesitation, including spicy chicken and Maoxuewang.

The dishes arrived quickly. Ni Jiamu's heart trembled as he looked at the table full of dishes. Even the air was filled with the strong aroma of chili peppers. Ni Jiamu suddenly felt less hungry. He was indeed a little hesitant to eat. The spicy chicken had more chili than meat.

Mo Yu, on the other hand, had already begun devouring her food. She picked up one dish after another. Ni Jiamu tried to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. Before he could chew, he felt a strange, overwhelming taste like a raging fire, pressing against his throat and irritating the back of his tongue. It was like millions of tiny ants irritating every cell on his lips. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.

Ni Jiamu spat out the meat in his mouth, then took the cup and drank it all. Not satisfied yet, he took Mo Yu's cup to drink water.

"That's what I drank." Before Mo Yu could finish her words, Ni Jiamu felt better after drinking two glasses of milk. "This is definitely not food for human consumption. It's too spicy."

After Ni Jiamu finished speaking, he saw several pairs of eyes staring at him, and then he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

"Sorry, I'm talking about myself. I can't eat spicy food." In view of Ni Jiamu's sincere attitude, those people didn't say anything and continued to enjoy the delicious food.

"Brother, please eat more. I'm afraid you'll be hungry."

"No need, I really don't like spicy food. Don't you think it's spicy?" Ni Jiamu was particularly curious about the things that he found particularly spicy, but Mo Yu didn't feel anything at all.

"It's a little spicy, but I can still accept it." After hearing Mo Yu's words, Ni Jiamu just wanted to say that human sorrows and joys are not the same.

He no longer wants to eat spicy food.