The time of the city

Chapter 119 I Will Never Come Back

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the gap in the curtains and onto the girl's hand on the bed. It is the only trace of warmth left on this cold winter morning.

Because she took care of Ni Jiamu too late last night, Mo Yu slept until ten o'clock. She was glad that today was the weekend, otherwise she would be late.

When I went downstairs, Song Fei was still sitting in the same seat watching TV, her eyes motionless, like a robot.

When she heard Mo Yu coming downstairs, she turned around and said, "Xiao Yu, I'll cook for you. Wait a moment."

"No need. Xiaoxiao and I have an appointment to buy paint. I'm eating outside. Has brother gone to the company?"

"Well, your brother went out early in the morning. He also asked me to tell you that he will be away on business for a while and will be back around Christmas."

"I understand. Feifei, you should go out more often and don't stay at home all the time." After saying that, Mo Yu took an umbrella and went out.

Looking at the deserted house again, Song Fei picked up the remote control and turned up the TV volume to the maximum. Then the heartbreaking roar of the second female lead on TV began to irritate her eardrums.

She finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up, turned off the TV, and went into the kitchen.

When Mo Yu met Lin Xiao, she thought she would not be in a very good mood, but when she saw Lin Xiao grinning from afar, she realized that she was overthinking it.

"Xiao Yuyu, Qiao Mu came back yesterday." Lin Xiao said cheerfully, holding a hot water bottle.

"I think you and Brother Qiao Mu are not simple. Do you like him?"

Lin Xiao frowned and shook her head. "I don't know, probably not. I only consider him a friend. What about you? Do you like Jiamu brother?"

"I don't like him. I just treat him as my brother. I only have brotherly and sisterly feelings for him."

"Hey, Jiamu brother is so nice, you two are together, and the benefits are within the family."

"Don't talk nonsense. My brother is so outstanding and deserves someone better."

"Someone is very nice to you, but you only give him the nice guy card. Someone just sits there quietly, but you want to pour out your heart to him. Feelings are like one thing conquers another." Lin Xiao sighed again.

Looking at his legs that were swollen like steamed buns, Qiao Mu cursed inwardly, then picked up Yunnan Baiyao and started spraying it.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Qiao Mu quickly lowered his trouser legs. "Lin Xiao doesn't want to take the key, right? This is really troublesome."

When he opened the door and saw the people outside, his calm face suddenly became irritable. "What are you doing here? You are really lucky to have found this place."

"Young Master, please come back with us." The bodyguard outside the house stated without any expression.

"Get out, tell Qiao Wenbin that I'm not going back and just treat me as dead." Qiao Mu went back into the house and was about to close the door.

The bodyguards, however, had already blocked the door, their expressions remaining calm and composed. "Master, please come back with us, or we will have to take drastic measures."

"Who gave you the courage?" Qiao Mu kicked the middle bodyguard in the stomach, sending him back several steps. "Who else wants to give it a try?"

"Xiao Mu, are you really going to be so willful?" Qiao Zhengxing walked slowly to the center of the bodyguards, leaning on his cane. "If you kick me, if you knock me down, I won't care about you anymore."

"Grandpa, why are you forcing me?" Qiao Mu instantly lost his previous momentum. He squatted on the ground with red eyes and tears flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhengxing winked at the bodyguards beside him, and several bodyguards rushed forward together and instantly restrained Qiao Mu when he was off guard.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Qiao Mu struggled hard, but when he saw the tranquilizer in the bodyguard's hand, the light in his eyes shattered. He stopped struggling, his face too calm and desolate.

Finally, he felt the coolness of liquid on his arm, and with the last bit of consciousness he had, he turned his head and looked inside the room. He looked at the sofa where they often played games, the dining table where they ate, and the artistic photo of Lin Xiao on the wall.

He thought he had always been very promiscuous, falling in love with flowers and grass, and occasionally even with passers-by under the dim streetlights. But that night, Lin Xiao said, "Be my boyfriend!"

That night, the moonlight was flooding, pouring down gently on him. From then on, he began to like the moon and regarded Lin Xiao as the moon.

Halfway through the walk, Lin Xiao suddenly covered her stomach and said, "Xiaoyu, I want to go to the bathroom. I ate too much barbecue last night."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

After getting the answer, Lin Xiao covered her stomach, bent over and trotted into the public toilet not far ahead.

Mo Yu pulled out her phone, thinking Ni Jiamu was about to get off the plane, so she sent him a WeChat message: "Brother, it's cold, put on more clothes, and drink less when you're socializing."

After sending the message, listening to the wind whistling in her ears, she couldn't help but complain about why Lin Xiao was so slow.

Suddenly, there was a sharp screeching of brakes. Mo Yu felt her hands warm. Turning back, she saw Xiao Hecheng's glassy eyes gleaming. His clean smile danced in the sunlight.

Mo Yu just realized that she was almost hit by a car, but when she saw Xiao Hecheng, her eyes sparkled with stars, "Thank you Hecheng, why are you here?"

"I participated in a volunteer activity, helping to paint murals on the street walls. I saw you standing on the roadside right after I finished. Be more careful next time and don't stare at your phone all the time."

"I see. It turns out that the painting we saw on the wall just now was drawn by you."

"Yeah, I have a bag of candy for you. A kid just gave it to me." Xiao Hecheng took out the candy from his pocket and put it in Mo Yu's palm.

"If you have something to do, go ahead. I need to wait for Xiaoxiao for a while."

"I'll wait with you. I'm afraid another car will come."

Mo Yu agreed without saying a word. Together they watched the cars speeding by on the street and the old man pushing the roasted sweet potato cart... It was quiet and beautiful.

After the two of them waited for ten minutes, Lin Xiao didn't show up. Instead, she called. "Xiaoyu, I have to go home. The property management said my door was wide open, so they closed it for me and asked me to go home and check if anything is missing. Qiao Mu didn't answer the phone either. I don't know where he is."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yu spread her hands helplessly, "Lin Xiao has gone home, I have to go buy paint myself."

"Go get them from the gallery. My assistant bought a lot of them the other day, and I can't use them all. Can you share some with me?"

"Then it's better to obey than to be respectful."

Walking into the gallery, Mo Yu found that most of Xiao Hecheng's works had been sold. She was sincerely happy that she had witnessed the growth of a great painter.

"Come up and choose the paint you want."

Following Xiao Hecheng's footsteps, Mo Yu entered his studio. Like his others, it was clean and bright. The finished works were neatly laid out, with no spilled paint on the floor. The whole room was filled with a light fragrance.

Mo Yu glanced at the painting covered with a black cloth on the table. She looked at it for a few more times, but although she had doubts in her heart, she did not ask.

After she picked out the paint, she saw that it was already late. "Hecheng, I have to go back. I still have homework to finish."

"I see you off"

When we left the gallery, it started snowing again. The wind was so strong that it made Mo Yu's hair messy.

Xiao Hecheng hailed a taxi for her. Before she got in, he tucked her hair behind her ears, his movements careful and gentle. "Be careful on the road, and remember to tell me when you get home."

Across the street, the thermal box in her hand fell to the ground. Song Fei was wrapped stiffly in thick clothes. Her body was like a frame built with several steel bars, which was slowly being separated and demolished.

She saw him smile so gently, but it was indeed directed at someone else.

No matter how thickly you wrap yourself in clothes, the cold wind still erodes your body unscrupulously.

Song Fei wiped away her tears and walked forward aimlessly. She always thought she was invulnerable, but when she saw how close they were, it started raining as soon as she opened her mouth.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and a thick layer of snow formed on the ground. Song Fei squatted on the ground and wrote Xiao Hecheng's name over and over again. She wanted everyone who passed by to know him and her love for Xiao Hecheng.

But when she thought of the ruthless collapse of others, she erased his name again and again.

On such a day, Song Fei was like a ghost, moving among the people coming and going. Her lonely back was blurred by the setting sun, and her thin body looked even more frail and distressing.

Nearing evening, Mo Yu received a call from Lin Xiao. As soon as the call was connected, she heard the voice on the other end crying loudly, "What's wrong, Xiao Xiao? Did something get stolen?"

"No, Qiao Mu left. He left a letter saying that he didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore and that he would never come back." After saying that, Lin Xiao started crying again.

"Xiaoxiao, how could that be? You were fine this morning. Do you want me to come to your house?"

"I'm back to my parents. Xiaoyu Qiaomu is a big bad guy. I hate him so much."

After persuading her for the better part of an hour, Lin Xiao finally hung up. Mo Yu thought Lin Xiao might have fallen in love with Qiao Mu, but she couldn't intervene too much. In this world, everyone has their own obscurity and brightness.