The time of the city

Chapter 208 Yueyue's Visit

In the second half of the night, Mo Yu slept soundly. When she woke up slowly, the sunlight had already passed through the window, casting golden spots on the ground.

She rubbed her eyes, reached for the alarm clock on the bedside table, and looked carefully. It was already half past ten. She hadn't slept so soundly in a long time, and this sufficient sleep made her feel much better.

After a quick wash, Mo Yu went downstairs to the dining room. The breakfast on the table was now cold, with a thin film of condensation on the surface of the porridge.

This was the first time she had to eat a cold breakfast after moving into this house. In the past, no matter when she got up, there would always be steaming hot meals on the table.

Mo Yu subconsciously looked around, but there was no sign of Ni Jiamu in the spacious living room.

She was full of doubts and was thinking to herself when her eyes were suddenly caught by a sticky note under the cup. She gently picked up the sticky note and saw the familiar handwriting:

"Xiaoyu, I'm going to the company. Remember to eat breakfast."

She carefully put the sticky note back where it belonged, picked up the porridge on the table, and walked towards the kitchen.

After breakfast, Mo Yu thought Ni Jiamu was not at home, so she did not go back to her room.

She looked around the living room boredly, her eyes falling on a stack of newspapers on the coffee table that Ni Jiamu had been reading. On a whim, she picked up the newspaper and, imitating Ni Jiamu's usual manner, sat upright and read it carefully.

But within two minutes, the densely packed text, the complex financial terms, and the obscure political analysis left her completely bewildered. She sighed helplessly and put the newspaper back where it belonged.

The whole morning passed in boredom. No, to be more precise, every day since moving in has been spent in boredom.

The spring flowers gradually withered, and new green leaves emerged on the branches. Unconsciously, the breath of summer quietly spread.

Mo Yu felt like she had been forgotten by the world. She had no cell phone, only the clock on the wall, its monotonous ticking reminder of the passage of time. She could barely remember what day it was or what month it was.

At noon, the sound of a lock opening was heard outside. Mo Yu subconsciously thought it was Ni Jiamu returning. Her heartbeat inexplicably quickened, and as if possessed, she immediately headed upstairs.

"Sister Xiaoyu!" At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from behind. Mo Yu's footsteps suddenly stopped. She turned around slowly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then, surprise bloomed in her eyes like fireworks.

"Yueyue!" she blurted out.

"It's me, Sister Xiaoyu!" Yueyue ran towards Moyu excitedly like a rabbit and threw herself into her arms.

"Yueyue, are you better now?" Mo Yu loosened her arms, put her hands on Yueyue's shoulders, and looked at her face carefully.

"Okay!" Yueyue fiddled with her two pigtails and turned around twice in front of Mo Yu.

"That's good." Mo Yu smiled with relief, her eyes curved, and pulled Yueyue to sit on the sofa. "By the way, Yueyue, why are you here?"

"Brother Jiamu asked me to come and keep you company." Yueyue blinked her big watery eyes and said innocently, "I ran into him yesterday and told him how much I missed you. And since today is the weekend, he told me to come and keep you company."

Mo Yu had a faint bitter smile on her lips and looked out the window with empty eyes. Ni Jiamu was willing to find someone to accompany her, but he was unwilling to give her freedom and trapped her in this small world.

"Ding, ding, ding!" A crisp sound broke the silence. Yueyue took out a lunch box from somewhere and stuffed it into Moyu's hand. "Xiaoyu, eat quickly. This is what Wang Ma made. Look at you, you've become so thin!"

Mo Yu took it, feeling warm to the touch, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She opened the lid, and the aroma of food filled the air, and she began to eat in small bites.

Yueyue supported her chin with both hands, tilted her head, her eyes full of sincerity, "Sister Xiaoyu, you have to be happy every day and don't care about the nonsense those people on the Internet say. I can understand your relationship with Brother Jiamu. In my opinion, it is better for two people to be together safely and healthily. I wish Xuyang and I could be like this..." As she spoke, her eyes turned red and her voice became tearful.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu immediately put down the lunch box in her hand and looked at Yue Yue, only to see that she had already buried her head in tears.

Mo Yu gently patted Yueyue's back and asked softly. In the quiet afternoon, Yueyue choked up and told her story about her and Xiao Xuyang.

Mo Yu listened quietly, heartbroken. Yueyue had suffered a serious illness at such a young age. She had finally met someone she loved, but fate had been so cruel, separating them.

"Sister Xiaoyu..." Yueyue raised her tear-stained face, "Whenever I can't hold on any longer, I will think of Xuyang. It was he who gave me hope to live. So I will definitely live well, taking his share with me. You and Brother Jiamu must also be well, don't care what others say."

Mo Yu took Yue Yue's hand, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and she said slowly: "I don't like my brother. I have someone I like, but I really don't know if he is still alive in this world."

The afternoon sun shone through the mottled curtains, casting a shadow on the two of them. That day, Yueyue also learned about Mo Yu and Xiao Hecheng's past.

After the story was told, sadness overwhelmed them like a tide, and the two hugged each other tightly and cried bitterly.

"Sister Xiaoyu, Brother Hecheng must still be alive." Yueyue sobbed and tried to comfort her, "You must eat well and take good care of your body and wait for him to come back."

Mo Yu nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will." After hearing Yueyue's words, hope rekindled in her eyes, and she became more and more convinced that Xiao Hecheng was still somewhere in the world.

As the sky darkened, Yueyue prepared to go back. She hugged Moyu's arm tightly, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Did Brother Jiamu imprison you here? Why do CEOs like to force sex? Sister Xiaoyu, if you want to escape, I'm willing to help you."

Mo Yu smiled gently, "Not now, but if I need you, I'll find you."