The time of the city

It was already early morning when Ni Jiamu finished all his work and returned to City A. When he entered his home, it was pitch dark and everyone was asleep.

Going upstairs, he turned the doorknob of Mo Yu's room and walked in quietly. The girl on the bed was sleeping soundly. Ni Jiamu turned on the small table lamp on the bedside table and sat down beside her bed.

The warm light makes the girl on the bed look particularly charming, with a cherry mouth as pink as jelly, a small and straight nose, and thick eyelashes, each of which is in line with Ni Jiamu's aesthetic taste.

The fatigue instantly disappeared. The moment he saw Mo Yu, Ni Jiamu felt that his irritable heart calmed down a lot.

He traced her eyebrows with his fingers, "I have lost K, you must stay by my side." The outside world is dangerous and fierce, she doesn't need to climb high or stand far away, Ni Jiamu just wants her to be safe.

Feeling an itch on her face, Mo Yu opened her eyes, but her mind was still hazy. She grabbed the corner of Ni Jiamu's clothes and asked, "Brother, are you back?" Her voice was soft and sticky, as she had just woken up.

Ni Jiamu stroked her cheek and said gently, "Brother is back. Did I wake you up?"

"Brother, you haven't taught me to play the piano yet!"

"I'll teach you tomorrow. My Xiaoyu is the smartest. She'll definitely learn it right away. Go to sleep quickly. I'll comfort you."

Mo Yu hummed, hugged the little bear beside her and closed her eyes again.

Ni Jiamu patted her back gently, humming a lullaby, his eyes so tender that tears welled up in his eyes. After a while, the sound of even breathing could be heard from the bed, and Ni Jiamu gently kissed Mo Yu on the forehead. "Good night, baby."

In the United States, Xiao Hecheng got up early in the morning and was halfway through painting when he felt thirsty, so he got up and went to the kitchen to get some water.

As I poured the water and turned to leave, my eyes fell on the pig lunch box on the table. I took out my phone, but there was no news from her today. How long will it take for her to come back?

Endless waiting is the most deadly. You don’t know whether he will appear in the next second or never appear.

Xiao Hecheng tore the painting off the drawing board, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, then picked up the umbrella and went out.

Walking onto the street and seeing the clear sky, Xiao Hecheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could the rain in City A reach the roads in the United States?

He walked until he arrived at Mo Yu's house and looked at the closed door. "Let's wait a little longer," he persuaded himself.

Song Fei hadn't been to school for several days. Her teacher couldn't help but call her to urge her to go back, so she packed her bag and went to school again.

As soon as I entered the school gate, several tall girls with blonde hair and blue eyes blocked my way.

"Please move aside," Song Fei said to them, but they acted as if they didn't hear her, remaining motionless with disdainful looks on their faces.

"Please move aside." This time Song Fei raised her voice. The leading girl widened her eyes in disbelief and said to the girls around her, "She actually dares to speak to us so loudly." After that, they all burst into laughter.

"What the hell is going on with you guys? Nothing, I'm going to class."

"You're a welfare student who got into this school and you think you can be on equal footing with us? Before, you had people helping you, so we couldn't do anything to you. Now, we have to deal with you properly."

After the leading girl finished speaking, the girl next to her continued, "Is it because you are too mean that they left you? Your former good friend Mo Yu has come to handle the transfer procedures, and..."

"Shut up." Song Fei finally couldn't stand it anymore. How could they curse at her so easily? "I got in through my own efforts. You have no right to say that to me. Mo Yu just took a leave of absence. She will be back." After saying that, Song Fei pushed them away and walked forward.

One of the girls grabbed Song Fei's hair and pulled her back. Seeing the pain on her face, the other girls laughed and clapped their hands.

"Don't laugh." Song Fei raised her foot and kicked them hard. The smile on the girl's face froze instantly. She stepped forward, grabbed her collar, and slapped her twice, making Song Fei dizzy.

But that wasn't enough, as two of them pushed her to the ground again, and the rest kicked her back and legs hard. They didn't want to cause too much trouble, so they effectively avoided her abdomen.

Song Fei suddenly remembered that K and Mo Yu had always been there to protect her, but now that they were not around, they came to bully her.

The pain in her body became more and more intense, but she had no way to do anything but close her eyes and endure it silently. She wanted to be beaten to death. She had read a book before, and there was a sentence in it that said, "Her life is the pain of one person, and her death is the pain of a group of people, so she lives in pain."

As for herself, life was too painful, and no one would care if she died. "Kill me, kill me!" Song Fei roared like a madman.

The girls who assaulted her were so frightened by her sudden shout that they froze in place. After a moment, one of them spoke in confusion, "Is she crazy? Let's go."

They ignored her and walked past her one by one, mocking her by calling her "crazy."

Song Fei reluctantly sat up. Her body was covered in dust and footprints, and several strands of her hair had been pulled out. She was in excruciating pain all over. Passing students saw her like this and all avoided her as if she had seen the plague.

"Why did God treat me like this? What did I do wrong? I've tried so hard." Song Fei looked up at the sky. The clear sky contrasted sharply with the darkness she faced. No matter how bright the sun was, it couldn't illuminate her world.

This is how the world is. When the strong get angry, they swing their swords at the stronger ones; when the weak get angry, they swing their swords at the weaker ones.

In this university, many people, like the group of American students mentioned earlier, dare not attack those who are richer and more well-connected than them. So they can only find social welfare students like Song Fei. They may just think it's fun, but never think about the harm they will cause to others.

"No, I still have Xiaoyu." Song Fei wiped away her tears, pulled out her phone from her bag, and dialed Moyu's number, but it was unavailable. "Did Moyu really abandon me?" The tears that had been held back burst out again.

"Yes, and Hecheng, she will definitely come." Song Fei tremblingly dialed Xiao Hecheng's number on her mobile phone again. The blood in her body stopped. She must answer the call, she said to herself in her heart.

"Hello, Song Fei," Xiao Hecheng's voice came from the phone after a while. "Can you come and pick me up? I've been beaten." Then Song Fei's intermittent crying came again.

"it is good."

In less than half an hour, Xiao Hecheng arrived. "Hecheng, you are finally here. I missed you so much." Song Fei threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Xiao Hecheng wanted to push Song Fei away, but was afraid of touching her injuries, so he could only let her hug him. The girl's voice became softer as she cried, and Song Fei fainted.