Xiao Mu was puzzled, Muyu is her fan title, and there are many screen names similar to Muyu leaders on the Internet.

"Take a look for yourself," Xu Geyang handed the phone to Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu took the phone, and a large row of repeated messages showing that they had read were lying quietly in the display screen, and the time was after two o'clock in the morning today.

"Xiao Muxi?"

"Are you Xiao Muxi?"

……

Who could it be? Who already knows about Xiao Muxi's existence? Who would be so persistent in asking such a simple question?

"There shouldn't be anyone in China who knows my real name, and you have asked someone to help me revise the information abroad, and I can't think of who it will be." Xiao Mu thought about it and really couldn't think of who this person would be, so he replied helplessly, as soon as he thought hard, his head became even more uncomfortable, Xiao Mu hurriedly rubbed his temples with his hands.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, are you uncomfortable? Otherwise, forget it, I'm going to cancel this event? Xu Geyang looked at Xiao Mu's uncomfortable appearance, took away the mobile phone in Xiao Mu's hand, and proposed with concern.

Hearing Xu Geyang's words of concern, Xiao Mu smiled and said comfortingly: "'No, it's okay, where am I so squeamish.'" ”

"Sister Xiao Mu, are you really okay? You look very uncomfortable," Muzi also leaned over with a concerned look on his face, and asked cautiously.

Xiao Mu really wanted to cry without tears now: "I'm really fine, it's just a little cold, just sleep on the plane for a while, are you really so exaggerated?" ”

...... "We care about you, Sister Xiao Mu, you haven't had much rest since you came back from the United States, or we won't go to this charity gala, anyway, it's not an occasion that you have to go......"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please note that your flight CA8158 to Shanghai Hongqiao is now open for boarding, please board the plane from Gate 22."

"Let's go, let's go, it's time for us to board the plane." Xiao Mu urged, she didn't want to continue to discuss with Xu Geyang and the two of them whether to rest here, she had rested long enough, three years, she didn't want to rest anymore, she wanted to find the meaning of her existence in the shortest possible time.

"Sister Xiao Mu, slow down, you wait for me!"

Muzi and Xu Geyang carried their luggage and followed Xiao Mu, who was leaving quickly, on the plane to Shanghai.

……

Chaoyang District, Beijing, thriving kindergarten.

"Here's for you." Xi Yisheng, who had a cold face, put his favorite remote-controlled plane on the chubby girl's table.

"This is? … Are you going to give it to me? Luoluo was taken aback by Xi Yisheng, who suddenly appeared, and tried to ignore the curious glances that the other people around him had been conveying, and asked in a low voice with a red face.

"Well, my dad said that if you take someone else's things, you must return the gift"

Luoluo listened to Xi Yi's physiological explanation, and then looked at the oversized remote-controlled plane that completely occupied his table and even occupied the territory next door, and wanted to cry without tears: "Uh... That, that postcard from yesterday was cheap, this... It's too expensive, why don't you change it to a smaller one? ……”

"No! My dad said that gifts should be reciprocal."

“…… Uh"

Xi Yisheng looked at the girl scratching her ears and cheeks in front of her, thinking that she didn't understand the meaning of reciprocity, and continued to explain: "Didn't you say yesterday that the postcard is your favorite? This is also my favorite toy, my dad said, gifts are all reciprocal, that is, what others give, you have to return what weight. ”

Oh my God, this is not a nature at all, is it? How could anyone send a three-year-old girl such a big remote-piloted plane? How do you want her to get this back? Drag it back?