The time of the city

Chapter 120 Xiao Hecheng Likes Me

After Mo Yu finished her dinner, the clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock, but Song Fei had not returned yet. Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

When she called her, her cell phone rang at home. Mo Yu put on a coat and wanted to go out to find her.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Song Fei walking home. Her hair was blown messily behind her head by the wind, and there was more or less mud on the hem of her skirt. She looked like a withered lotus in an autumn pond.

"Fei Fei, why did you come back just now? Come upstairs quickly." She pulled Song Fei's hand, only to find that her hand was as cold as if it had been frozen in an ice cellar.

"Fei Fei, remember to wear a pair of gloves when you go out next time, otherwise you will get frostbite." Mo Yu kept rubbing her hands.

"Yeah." Song Fei didn't say much, but just mechanically followed Mo Yu into the elevator and then into the house.

Mo Yu wondered if Song Fei was worried about something, but she was so proud that she kept everything to herself. She needed company during this time, and since she was often away, Mo Yu couldn't help but blame herself.

"Fei Fei, have you eaten yet? Can you please say hello to me when you go out next time? Or I can accompany you if you want to do anything."

Seeing no response, Mo Yu realized that Song Fei had sat down on the balcony at some point.

Dusk, like a vast grey net, quietly descended, enveloping the entire city. The dim glow and the neon lights emanating from the ground echoed in the distance, telling of the city's prosperity.

It was still snowing outside, and no matter how prosperous the city was, it seemed infinitely desolate and cold in Song Fei's eyes.

"Fei Fei, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Mo Yu walked behind her and put a hot water bottle in her hand.

"No, Xiaoyu, can I tell you something?"

"Okay, go ahead." Somehow, she felt uneasy for no reason.

"Xiao Hecheng likes me."

Mo Yu was stunned when she heard this, and even her breathing stopped for a few seconds. But she quickly adjusted her expression and looked at Song Fei with a smile.

"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden? Isn't this a good thing? But you don't look happy today."

"Because we can't be together." She stared at Mo Yu and said the sentence word by word.

"Why...why?" At that moment, Mo Yu saw strangeness in her eyes.

"Because of you, Xiaoyu."

"Why because of me?" Mo Yu's heart was beating violently and her whole body felt uncomfortable.

"Does Xiaoyu like Hecheng?"

"We are just friends. Feifei, what happened to you today? I'm so scared."

Song Fei held Mo Yu's hand tightly and smiled charmingly, with a kind of charming beauty.

"Then Xiaoyu hopes that I and Hecheng will be together?"

Mo Yuhui held her hand, her eyes firm, "I hope you can be happy."

Suddenly, a trace of loneliness flashed in Song Fei's eyes again. "Xiaoyu, Hecheng thinks you like him, and he works in your gallery, so he is very embarrassed and can't be with me."

"I can explain to him. Since you like each other, you should be together."

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Song Fei's eyes were filled with panic and surprise. "No need, no need to explain to him, just stay away from Hecheng." She said earnestly.

"Xiaoyu, I only have this one request, and I think you will satisfy me. Aren't we good friends?"

"You are used to being surrounded by love. You don't care about it and you don't feel inferior or overbearing. You will never be burdened by feelings. But I am different. I have received too little love since I was a child. I really love Hecheng."

"Xiaoyu, I've compared myself to you countless times. I think I'm ugly, short, and have an unpleasant personality. You all tell me not to be anxious, but everywhere I go there are mirrors."

"No, Feifei, you are very good, I like you, and there are many people who like you."

Seeing that Mo Yu was slightly moved, Song Fei continued, "Xiao Yu, I lied to you. I dropped out of school because I was wrongly accused. They said I stole something, but I didn't. No one believed me."

Thinking of the humiliation she had suffered and the people who were as disgusting as the products of nuclear radiation, Song Fei was now in tears.

She hated herself for exposing her wounds to gain Mo Yu's sympathy, and she apologized for her dark side. But she thought that if Mo Yu could put herself in her shoes, she would definitely understand all her resentment and grievances.

So it’s okay, she kept comforting herself in her heart.

Mo Yu wiped away Song Fei's tears. "Fei Fei, I believe you. I have always believed in you. How could such a good girl like you do such a thing?"

"Xiaoyu, I always knew I couldn't compare to others, so I worked very hard and was admitted to that school. I thought I could finally be happy. But when they looked down on me because of my family background and wrongly accused me of being a thief, I wasn't a thief."

"Okay, Feifei, stop talking." Mo Yu was so heartbroken that she felt like bleeding. She hugged Song Fei tightly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Ms. Song, you have to hold on to Xiao Hecheng tightly and don't let him harass our Xiaoyu. Since he likes you, you two should stay together." Ni Jiamu stood at the door with a smile on his face.

"Brother... weren't you on a business trip?" Mo Yu cried so hard that her words were incoherent.

"I'm still worried about you, so I asked my subordinates to go. Look, you cried your eyes out at home as soon as I left. Your eyes will be swollen again tomorrow." Ni Jiamu's eyes were full of heartache.

In fact, he missed his flight, and while waiting at the airport, he received a text message from Mo Yu, and he couldn't bear to be on a business trip for so long. A few words of concern from Mo Yu could make him lose his composure.

Even the most violent people will eventually succumb to the gentleness that God bestows upon the world.

He stood at the door for some time, making the whole thing clear to him, which made him more certain that Song Fei was no simple woman. Those who are involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly.

Song Fei made his baby blurry with just a few words, but it was also a good thing for him that Song Fei and Xiao Hecheng were together. He would not expose her for the time being, but if he found out that Song Fei hurt Mo Yu, he would definitely make her pay.

Song Fei suddenly felt a little embarrassed and wiped away her tears. "Xiaoyu, I'm going back to my room. You should get some rest early."

After Song Fei left, Ni Jiamu took out a hot towel and put it on Mo Yu's eyes, "Is it hot?" He was very careful, as if Mo Yu was a porcelain doll that would break if touched.

"Just right."

"Xiao Yu, since Xiao Hecheng and Song Fei like each other, let's bless them and stop having wild thoughts."

"I don't have a brother."

After Song Fei returned to her room, she opened the curtains and quietly looked at the night sky. She used to feel like a gray-black bird that was not welcomed by anyone, and could only fly in the mist, with feathers that never seemed to be dry.

But after meeting Xiao Hecheng, she wanted to spread her wings and fly high for him.

"Xiao Yu, don't blame me. I only have Hecheng. You are happier than me. You have Ni Jiamu and Nan Feng, so don't compete with me for Hecheng."

Before falling asleep, Mo Yu lay in bed and suddenly realized that a lot of things had happened recently, as if everyone was burdened by love.

Suddenly, the WeChat notification sounded. It was a message from Nan Feng: "There was a little duck. It stepped on mud and ran very fast, and then fell asleep. The name of the story is: Muddy Duck, Good Night, Sweet Dreams, Xiaoyu."

Seeing the message, Mo Yu laughed out loud, and her whole body felt much better. After replying to the message, she quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.