Chapter 170: You're not happy, are you?

The streets and alleys of the southern city are bustling every weekend.

The winter sun shone thinly on the old trees on both sides of the street, and wisps of blurred light and shadow glued together, shining on the stone pavement of the southern city, and the stagnant water on the ground reflected the dazzling brilliance, like glass beads rolling down to the ground.

The small vendors along the street, the uncles and aunts who carry vegetable baskets to buy vegetables, and the students chasing and fighting in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, stand together bustlingly, occasionally raising their eyes to look at the sky.

Mu Yushan went around from the south of the city to the north of the city, bought a lot of fresh oranges, walked through the lively streets and alleys, turned into another long street and walked for more than ten minutes, and arrived at Ren Haoqian's private residence.

She took out the key from her bag, held the bag in one hand, and turned the key to open the door with the other.

The house is southward, shady, and there is always a corner to get the sun, but the creeper outside the house grows very well, and the original mottled and dilapidated exterior wall is covered by the green of the wall, which seems to have a kind of European-style house charm.

But even so, Mu Yushan still had to repair the roof himself.

She borrowed repair tools from a neighbor's house, slowly moved the ladder in the storage room to the outside of the house, carried the toolbox to the roof, and put a layer of tarpaulin in the same place according to the traces that Haoqian had patched before, stuffed it into the middle of the tiles, and placed the tiles again.

Just such a simple operation, Mu Yushan was a little physically exhausted, carrying a heavy toolbox, she walked down slowly, and when she was about to reach the ground, her feet slipped and fell straight down from the top of the ladder.

Wearing a thin cotton coat, Mu Yushan's entire arms and knees were bruised, and the small pebbles on the ground rubbed into the skin, and after a while, blood oozed from the clothes.

She stood up in pain and limped the toolbox and ladder into the storage room before finding the medicine box from the living room cabinet and began to clean and treat the wound.

She turned on the small lamp in the room, slowly rolled up the trousers on her legs, because the blood and the clothes stuck together, Mu Yushan endured the pain before uncovering the clothes attached to the wound, she bit her lip in pain, lowered her eyes slightly, and gently sprinkled warm water on the wound.

After a while, she took care of the knee injury.

Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves, there was a crisp knock at the door.

She dressed in frustration and wondered who it was as she walked to the door, because the house was remote and there were usually no neighbors to visit.

Thinking about this, Mu Yushan had already gently opened the door of the house.

"Miss Mu." Qingya's slightly low voice swept past his ears, Mu Yushan's eyes first looked at his slender and white hands, and then raised his eyes, and Lu Yusen, who was wearing a brown windbreaker, came into view.

Mu Yushan was startled at first, then nodded stiffly and invited him in.

"You're hurt?" Out of the doctor's keen observation, Lu Yusen easily noticed Mu Yushan's slightly strange walking posture, and before she could speak, Lu Yusen helped her sit down, and he picked up the cotton swab from the medicine box again to check the wound.

"I can do it myself, Mr. Lu." Mu Yushan said unnaturally.

Lu Yusen half-squatted in front of her, gently helping her re-treat the wound, and the doctor's professional level was to take care of the wound after being stunned for a while.

Mu Yushan stared blankly at Lu Yusen's bony hands, I don't know why, she would secretly contrast the little fat pig hands, she almost took out her mobile phone, took a picture of Lu Yusen's hands, and then sent it to Fang Gugu, in exchange for something.

It's just that Lu Yusen quickly got up, slowly sat on the sofa beside her, and took care of the injuries on her arms.

"Don't touch the water, and don't eat spicy food." Lu Yusen closed the medicine box and put it back in its place.

Mu Yushan looked at his back strangely, as if this was a place he was very familiar with.

Lu Yusen turned around, lowered his head, and smiled gently: "I took care of this house before. Because I later studied abroad, I just came back for a few days during the holidays, so I entrusted someone to take care of it. ”

"This is your home?"

Lu Yusen shook his head: "It's Haoqian's former home."

Mu Yushan was even more puzzled, "Why didn't he mention it?" It's that you take care of it all the time. ”

Lu Yusen took a few steps closer and sat on the side of the sofa, with a smile flashing in his eyes: "Because he is a very nostalgic person."

"Touching the scene?" Mu Yushan smiled, "Because of this frequently leaking roof? ”

Lu Yusen's half-narrowed peach blossom eyes blinked slightly, staring at Mu Yushan, as if he wanted to test something from the change in her expression.

After a moment of silence, he spoke: "When it comes to Haoqian, your eyes will be a little erratic, as if you are thinking about something funny. However, you seem to ......"

"I don't know much about him, do you?"

She muttered the words, a look of self-deprecation on her face, and her eyes seemed to be filled with fatigue in an instant.

Lu Yusen nodded noncommittally.

"Need water?" Mu Yushan stood up with difficulty, pointed to the oranges on the coffee table, and asked, "Or eat an orange?"

Lu Yusen waved his hand and got straight to the point: "I specially discussed with you about going abroad." Because your parents live abroad, Haoqian wants to arrange for you to go abroad. ”

"Okay."

"Won't you ask in more detail?" Lu Yusen was confused by her indifference.

"No, it's good to be with your parents." I don't know why, when she said this, the corners of her mouth were curved, and a smile appeared in her eyes, but she looked sad and sad.

Lu Yusen nodded hesitantly, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Mu Yushan seemed to be a little distracted, and when Lu Yusen took a step, she suddenly stood up and stood in the center of the living room, with a hint of eagerness in her tone, "When are you leaving?" ”

"Before the Chinese New Year." As soon as the gentle and faint voice fell, Lu Yusen turned around, and his posture under the lamp was outstanding, like a young man as gentle as jade in an ancient book.

"That'...... Can I take a picture of you? Mu Yushan pursed his lips, his hand grabbed the corner of his clothes hard, and his voice was as low as the whimper of a small animal, "It's convenient for me to ......"

"Yes." Lu Yusen stepped forward with a smile.

Mu Yushan's eyes showed shallow joy, lowered his eyes slightly, reached out to pick up the mobile phone from the coffee table, and the originally suspended mobile phone lens slowly moved down, until he photographed the fingers that were slightly curled up on the side of the clothes, and the corners of Mu Yushan's lips carried a lingering smile.

The breathing close was suffocated, and Lu Yusen's dark eyes were misty, "Why aren't you sad?" ”

Someone in front of the camera trembled his fingers, put away his mobile phone, and smiled: "Isn't it good for him to let me go?"

"Miss Mu," Lu Yusen's expression moved, and his complicated and indistinguishable gaze shot straight at her, as if he was looking for something, and after a while, he sighed and said calmly: "You're not happy, are you?"