The time of the city

After class, Song Fei carried her bag and walked out of the classroom. After some inner struggle, she still wanted to go to the noodle shop to see Xiao Hecheng.

She hadn't seen him for a while since she confessed her feelings to him. Firstly, she didn't dare to, and secondly, she had a heavy workload at school recently.

After mustering up her courage, she pushed open the door and entered the noodle shop. There were few customers today, so she didn't have to work so hard. She looked around but didn't see Xiao Hecheng.

Maybe he's helping out in the kitchen, she thought. Song Fei casually ordered a plate of pasta and sat back down at her usual spot. While eating, she kept looking for Xiao Hecheng, but even after she finished, she still couldn't see him.

An inexplicable uneasiness came over her. Song Fei walked to the cashier and paid. She grabbed the middle-aged woman sweeping the floor and asked, "Excuse me, where is waiter No. 07?"

The woman put down the broom and said, "Child, he resigned. Why do you keep asking about him these days? Is it really necessary to ask the boss to put up a notice at the door? Well, let's not bother the boss. Business has been bad these days, and he's so angry..."

Song Fei didn't listen to the woman's chatter anymore and walked out of the noodle shop in a daze. Did he really not want to see her so much?

She looked up at the sky, which was gloomy and looked like it was going to rain again. This Sunday had not been sunny, and neither had her heart.

Song Fei held up an umbrella. Even though the rain hadn't started yet, she wanted to be prepared in advance so that the rain wouldn't have a chance to get on her. She was already sad enough and didn't want to be distracted by anything else.

After walking for a while, Song Fei stopped at a fork in the road. She decided to go to his house. She had to see him, even if it meant a simple apology. She just wanted him not to abandon her. She didn't want to be alone.

After thinking it over, Song Fei walked towards Xiao Hecheng's house with an umbrella. After entering the chaotic area, she habitually looked towards the wall where Xiao Hecheng often painted. It was still the same painting she saw when she came last time, with no new additions.

Inexplicably, the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

After arriving at his door, Song Fei took out the cosmetics from her bag and simply touched up her makeup, adjusting her expression which had been stiffened by the wind.

"Knock knock knock" she knocked lightly on his door.

No one answered, and Xiao Hecheng didn't come to knock on the door. Perhaps he didn't hear her because she knocked too softly. This time, she knocked harder and shouted, "Hecheng, are you home? Hecheng..."

The result was the same as before, but she didn't give up and continued knocking and shouting.

Finally, a rough-looking man was successfully woken up by her and rushed out of the house with an angry look on his face:

"Why are you knocking and shouting? I played cards all night and finally got some sleep. Why are you running here in the middle of the day instead of taking a nap? Do you want to get beaten?"

"I'm sorry, brother. I didn't expect you were still sleeping. I just came here to look for someone. Do you know where Xiao Hecheng went?"

"How the hell should I know where he went? I'm not his father." The man said and tried to go into the house.

Song Fei quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother, please tell me where he went. I really want to see him. I can give you money."

"Looking at you like this, you must have been abandoned. How pitiful." The man looked at her with more sympathy. Obviously, his situation was more worthy of pity, but he sympathized with her instead. Song Fei cursed in her heart.

Seeing that Song Fei didn't say anything, the man stretched out his smoke-yellow finger and poked her cheek, scaring her so much that she retreated to the corner. "Xiao Hecheng took a lot of paintings out to sell a few days ago. He's in urgent need of money. I even saw him buy a plane ticket. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he doesn't want you anymore."

After saying that, the man began to laugh wildly, and the familiar feeling came back.

"You're talking nonsense!" Song Fei pushed him away and rushed out of the chaotic area.

She ran a long way before she stopped. He couldn't leave. This was his home. He wouldn't leave. Song Fei took out her cell phone and called him.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off. Please try again later..." The mechanical female voice repeated in her ears, and she finally understood why she felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart.

"Dear passengers, you are now on..."

Xiao Hecheng took a look at the plane ticket and finally boarded the plane to City A.

It's ridiculous to say that even if he sold all his paintings and added the money he earned from working in a noodle shop, he could only afford a plane ticket. But it didn't matter. What mattered was that he could breathe the same air as her.

Mo Yu still hadn't replied to that text message. She probably had her own reasons. It wouldn't be good for her to know about his miserable state now. It would be better for him to wait until he settled down in City A before going to find her. Xiao Hecheng planned in his mind.

It started to rain, and she had thrown away her umbrella at some point. No matter how long she prepared, she couldn't avoid getting wet. It seemed that this was her fate.

She sat at the bus stop, watching people coming and going with umbrellas heading home, her heart filled with sadness. Everyone had a home, except her. No one was waiting for her to come home, and no light was on for her.

People passing by also looked at her as if she were a monster, she looked so miserable.

She suddenly thought of K. She thought that if K was there, he would never let her get wet in the rain. He might come out from the corner in front and pretend to meet her by chance. He would blink his deep and beautiful eyes and hold an umbrella over her head.

"Ah, Feifei, we are so destined to meet. It seems that God knew you didn't bring an umbrella, so he sent me to escort you home. Let's go, the milk tea shop in front is still open..."

Suddenly she found it funny again. Why didn't she think of him normally? People carefully protect their emotions like this. They are so willful, but they also set a safety range for others.

So he could never get close to her while K was alive.

As he sat there, the rain gradually stopped, but Song Fei felt colder and colder. He called Xiao Hecheng again, but his phone was still turned off.

"Maybe he will go to find Xiaoyu? I'll call Xiaoyu and she will definitely know." So she dialed the number regardless of the fact that it was early morning in City A.

The sudden ringing of the phone disturbed their dreams, "Brother, hand me the phone." Mo Yu didn't care where the little bear between them had gone, her mind was full of the ringing phone.

"Hmm, who is it so late at night?" Ni Jiamu propped himself up, took the phone from the bedside table and handed it to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu saw that the caller was Song Fei, so she got up and left the room before answering the phone in the corridor.

Before she could speak, Song Fei's urgent and sharp voice came, "Did Xiaoyu Hecheng come to find you? Tell me."

Mo Yu lowered her voice and said, "No, what's going on, Feifei?"

Song Fei was shivering with cold, her voice trembling, "Xiaoyu Hecheng is missing. She bought a plane ticket and went somewhere. I think she must have gone to look for you."

When did their relationship become so good? Why was Feifei so anxious? Mo Yu was full of confusion.

"Fei Fei, He Cheng once said that he had a friend in Malaysia. Maybe he went to Malaysia? He can't contact me, so he probably won't come to see me."

"Xiaoyu, you know, I like Hecheng. I can't live without him. I'll send you his phone number. Can you help me ask where he is?"

"Okay, Feifei, don't cry, it's okay..." Mo Yu continued to comfort her for a long time before Song Fei's emotions stabilized.

After hanging up the phone, she stood there holding the phone. She never thought that Song Fei actually liked Xiao Hecheng. Somehow, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She turned around and was suddenly met with a pair of phoenix eyes. "Ah~" she screamed and fell backwards. Ni Jiamu grabbed her and held her in his arms. "It's me, my dear, why are you making such a fuss?"

"Why are you standing behind me?"

Ni Jiamu looked aggrieved. "You called me and avoided me, but I don't care. I appeared behind you because I was afraid you were afraid of the dark, but I didn't expect that I scared you."

"Why do you always like standing in the dark, like a ghost? Forget it, go to sleep. Brother, don't move the little bear away again. Remember to buy bedding tomorrow."

"Yeah." Ni Jiamu followed Mo Yu into the room.

After a while, hearing the sound of even breathing beside the pillow, Ni Jiamu took the teddy bear and ruthlessly threw it to the ground.

He held the girl tightly in his arms and kissed her lips lightly, "Xiaoyu, were you avoiding me just now because of Xiao Hecheng? You are mine, and no one can take you away from me, otherwise I will go crazy."

The night is damp, the ground is damp, the air is still, the woods are silent, tonight I love you.