The time of the city

After getting on the plane and sitting down, Xiao Hecheng took out some drawing paper from his bag. He wanted to draw the scenery of the journey and show it to Mo Yu.

The middle-aged man next to him noticed his behavior and came forward. "Young man, you're drawing. It's really good. How long have you been learning?"

Xiao Hecheng put down his paintbrush and touched the back of his head. "I taught myself, I just paint casually."

"It's really good!" The man smiled, then put on the blindfold and stopped disturbing Xiao Hecheng.

Song Fei didn't know how long she sat there, until her hands and feet were frozen, until it got dark, and until there were fewer and fewer people on the street.

Finally, she got a call from the director of the welfare home, and she vaguely remembered that it was time to go home. She got on the bus, she was the only passenger on the bus, and the driver kindly offered her a towel, but she refused. She was already soaked, how could a small towel dry her?

She was sitting in the last row by the window. The window was broken, with one piece shattered. Through the broken glass, the wind outside the window blew like a ferocious beast, howling and roaring. She couldn't tell whether it was the wind roaring or the hopeless souls in hell struggling.

Song Fei prayed silently in her heart that Xiao Hecheng would not go to find Mo Yu and that Xiao Hecheng would be back soon.

the next day……

Mo Yu, whose classes weren't until the third or fourth period, was surprisingly awake. When she went downstairs, Ni Jiamu was sitting on the floor playing with a cat. He was holding a cat toy, humming a song, and seemed quite cheerful.

Mo Yu yawned, "Brother, good morning."

Ni Jiamu got up from the ground. "Why are you up so early? I thought you wouldn't get up until at least 8:30. You haven't even made breakfast yet."

"I finally didn't stay in bed for once, why don't you praise me?"

He put the cat in her arms and said, "How can my Xiaoyu be so great? What do you want to eat today? I will make it for you."

"I want a bowl of beef noodles with two fried eggs and strawberry cake."

"Okay." Ni Jiamu adjusted his apron and walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Yu held the cat in her arms and opened her phone. It was Xiao Hecheng's contact information that Song Fei had sent her last night. She was about to call him last night when she found Ni Jiamu appeared behind her, which delayed her.

Song Fei sent her several more messages asking if she had contacted Xiao Hecheng. She peeked into the kitchen. Ni Jiamu was concentrating on cooking noodles and probably wouldn't notice anything she was doing.

She dialed the number and said, "Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off. Please call again later..."

"Why is it turned off?" Mo Yu muttered to herself while holding the phone.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

When she heard the voice, she looked up and saw Ni Jiamu, who had just taken out a strawberry cake from the refrigerator, looking at her with a puzzled look on his face.

"I...I called Feifei, but her phone was turned off."

"What's there to talk about so early in the morning? Let's wash our hands and get ready for dinner."

Mo Yu came out after washing her hands. Ni Jiamu had just brought the noodles out from the kitchen. You could see with the naked eye that there was a layer of meat on top.

"If I eat so much meat so early in the morning, I'll be as fat as a pig." He said this, but his hand had already taken the bowl honestly.

"Then let me ask you, do you think fat dogs or thin cats are prettier?"

"Of course chubby ones are cute."

"You're cute even though you're chubby."

Mo Yu curled her lips and said, "I'm not a dog or a cat. I'm not cute when I'm fat. I have to use a big bowl to eat, sit in a seat for two, and buy a big size skirt."

"Then you made a profit," Ni Jiamu leaned crookedly on the chair, "most of the dishes I cooked went into your mouth, and no matter how fat you are, my passenger seat still belongs to you. The most important thing is that you bought more fabric than others for the same price." After saying this, he couldn't help laughing.

"That's all nonsense. I won't eat strawberry cake anymore."

"Then don't eat it. I'll put it back in the refrigerator."

"Put it down, I won't eat it."

After finishing the noodles, Mo Yu saw Ni Jiamu really put the strawberry cake back into the refrigerator. She slapped her mouth and said, "I told you not to talk nonsense."

Ni Jiamu just smiled and said nothing, wondering how long she could hold on.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Ni Jiamu picked up Mo Yu's bag and said, "Let's go to school!"

Mo Yu stared at the refrigerator. "It's still early. I need to stay for a while. My brother will go to work first. I'll take a taxi to school by myself."

Ni Jiamu understood, "Why are you always looking at the refrigerator? Are you going to bring the refrigerator into school?"

"I wasn't looking at the refrigerator. I was looking at the pictures on the wall."

"Then we won't bring a refrigerator, we'll bring this." Ni Jiamu opened the bag, and a beautifully wrapped strawberry cake was safely placed inside.

Mo Yu took the bag in surprise and said, "Ah, when did you put it in there?"

"I know magic, you can go now."

"Uh-huh!"

After arriving at school and getting off the bus, Mo Yu took out her cell phone again. There were no missed calls. She called Xiao Hecheng again, but it was still turned off.

"How am I going to explain this to Feifei?" She bit her finger. "Is he on the plane? Didn't Feifei say he bought a ticket?"

So Mo Yu edited a text message and sent it to Xiao Hecheng: Hecheng, where have you been? Feifei went to your house to look for you and found you were not there. She was very worried, and I was worried too. I called you but your phone was turned off, so I sent you a text message. Remember to reply if you see it!

After finishing everything, Mo Yu walked into the school with a satisfied look on her face, holding the strawberry cake.