The time of the city

Not only that, Qiao Mu also bought piles of other daily necessities. As soon as they left, most of the supermarket was empty.

"Would Qiao Feng be angry if he knew that you were using his money to support me?"

Lin Xiao clenched her fists and grimaced, "He'll drive a bulldozer and shovel you away."

"I didn't expect Qiao Feng to be so capable. He can even drive a bulldozer. Let's go home. I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Lin Xiao threw the key to him and said, "Just sleep on it. I'm going to look for Xiaoyu."

After parting with Qiao Mu, Lin Xiao took a taxi to Ni's house. When she arrived, Mo Yu was eating. Xiao Xue, who was at the gate, jumped up and barked at her.

"This little dog has a pretty bad temper, just like Brother Jiamu."

Hearing the dog barking, Mo Yu immediately put down her chopsticks and came to the gate. Seeing that it was Lin Xiao, her eyes were filled with joy. "Xiaoxue went to play in the garden. Xiaoxiao, you are here. Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten. I just didn't have classes this afternoon so I came to play with you."

Mo Yu took her hand and said, "Come in quickly. I'm going to tell you something. I'm sure it will make you happy."

"Are you serious? You're not going back to the U.S. You want to study at University A with me. That's great." When Lin Xiao heard Mo Yu say she wasn't going back to the U.S., she happily hugged her and jumped up and down.

"Yeah, yeah, it's true. I want to stay in City A. Xiaoxiao, let me go. You're strangling me to death."

Lin Xiao quickly let go of her hand. "Sorry, I was so excited. Now we're classmates again. I complained before when my dad asked me to study fine arts. It turns out this is God's plan. We can see each other every day from now on."

"You look so happy, don't you want to tell me something?"

"Oh, I'm so annoyed just thinking about this." Lin Xiao collapsed on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with a hopeless look. "Qiao Mu has moved into my small apartment. He wants to live with me."

The juice that had just entered her mouth spurted out. "You're living with him? How can men and women live together when there's a difference between them? Besides, you're Qiao Feng's girlfriend."

"I don't want to either. Qiao Mu has been acting like a madman lately. He even flirted with me at the dinner party before. Xiaoyu, do you think he's interested in me?"

Mo Yu bit her finger and thought for a moment. "Don't you think Qiao Mu is a pervert? How can he live in someone else's house? Otherwise, I will tell my brother to ask him to let Qiao Mu move out."

"He lives in my house because he's in trouble. I used to hang out with him when you were in the US. I don't think he's that kind of person. Don't tell Brother Jiamu yet."

"Okay, if you're in danger, I'll rush in with my brother to protect you."

"A-choo" Qiao Mu sneezed several times in a row. "It must be Lin Xiao saying bad things about me again, but what should I do with these things?" Qiao Mu was troubled when he saw the boxes piled up like a mountain at the door.

"I have a solution!" Qiao Mu walked towards the staff who were moving things with a smile on his face. "Hello, can you please send these things to another address for me?"

"Sure, just give me the address and I can send it over right away."

An hour later, Ni Jiamu, who was looking at documents, received a call from his assistant. "Mr. Ni, the front desk called to say that Mr. Qiao delivered several truckloads of daily necessities."

"Let them move out. What is this brat doing?"

"The person is gone, only the things are left. Mr. Ni, what do you think we should do with them?"

"Some will be distributed to company employees, the rest will be given to sanitation workers, and any leftovers will be donated to orphanages."

After hanging up the phone, Ni Jiamu saw the apartment information on his computer desktop and slapped his forehead, "I forgot to ask them to reserve some for Xiaoyu and me."

In the afternoon, after Song Fei finished school, she just walked out of the school gate and saw Xiao Hecheng not far behind her. So she stopped and thought about waiting for Xiao Hecheng to come over and walk with him, as they happened to be going in the same direction.

She saw him gradually approaching "Hecheng", but the crowd was too noisy and he didn't hear her. When she wanted to call him again, Xiao Hecheng had already walked in the opposite direction of his home.

Out of curiosity, Song Fei quietly followed him. After walking for a distance, Song Fei felt something was wrong. This was the direction of Mo Yu's home.

After a while, he stopped at the door of Mo Yu's house, and Song Fei stopped as well.

His eyes stared in one direction for a long time, and no one knew what he was looking at. His back looked lonely and isolated, and against the gray and cloudy background, he exuded a sense of melancholy.

"Is he here to look for Xiaoyu? Doesn't he know that Xiaoyu has returned to City A?" Looking at his back, so many questions unconsciously arose in her heart.

Seeing that Xiao Hecheng showed no sign of leaving, she finally couldn't help but speak. "Hecheng, are you here to look for Xiaoyu? She's back in City A."

"I know, I just came here for a walk." After saying that, he just glanced at her and turned to leave.

"Hecheng, Xiaoyu won't be coming back. She wants to stay in City A forever."

The steps he had taken froze in an instant, and a look of sadness that was difficult to conceal appeared on his already gloomy face.

"I understand, thank you." He thanked her distantly and left, leaving Song Fei alone there.

She stared at the house with mixed emotions, tears welling up in her eyes. "Xiaoyu, you said you were busy, but you told Hecheng you were going back to City A. Hecheng, you knew Xiaoyu wasn't here, but you still came to wait."

On the way back, it started to rain. Those who had umbrellas were strolling leisurely on the street, while those who didn't were rushing home. But Xiao Hecheng didn't belong to any of them. He walked aimlessly in the rain, letting the rain blur his face.

He knew they were from different worlds, but he still wanted to be close to her. Mo Yu was his light. She was the one who called his name over and over again when he was dying, she was the one who accompanied him to bury his father, and she was the one who told him to look at the sky when he was unhappy.

Secret love requires carefulness, and requires a willingness to endure both the bitter and sweet moments for you. It requires bitterness, and it requires a willingness to accept. It requires not fearing the long road ahead, and keeping one's eyes fixed only on you.

Even a boring person like him wanted to write about mountains for her. Even a rigid mountain like him would be moved by her.

Xiao Hecheng took out his cell phone, stood in the rain, and sent a message: "Will you come back?"

The way home that day seemed especially long, and worries and sorrows dripped onto his cheeks, growing aimlessly and wantonly, just like the weather in March.

It was not winter yet, but he could feel the chill of winter; it was clearly daytime, but it seemed shrouded in darkness; it was clearly rain, but it smelled like tears.

He didn't want to wait anymore. He was good at waiting, but he also hated waiting the most. Waiting for the bus, waiting for the traffic light, waiting for the movie to start, waiting for news, waiting for it to end, waiting for it to start again, but this time he didn't want to wait anymore.

He wanted to go to City A, he wanted to see her. He had no attachment to this city anymore, and it didn't matter where he went, so he decided to go to where she grew up, to see the maple forest she had mentioned, and most importantly, to see her.