Chapter Eighty-Five: He's Grown Up

Mu Jinghuai quickly caught Song Hui's thin figure in the crowd, and he followed behind her.

"Song Hui."

Song Hui was looking at the gift in her hand with joy, and suddenly heard someone calling her name behind her back, and she quickly turned around.

She saw Mu Jinghuai panting, white cold air coming out of his mouth, and his dark eyes looking at her, as if there was a Milky Way flickering. He rubbed his hands a little uneasily, didn't wear a coat, only wore the staff uniform inside and ran out.

A hint of loss flashed in Song Hui's eyes.

Because her first instinct was Fu Chen.

"How did you get out? It's so cold outside, and you don't have a coat on. ”

Song Hui's hands were shrunk in his wide sleeves, and his entire chin was buried in the scarf, revealing only a pair of good-looking eyes.

"It's okay! I'm not cold, I want to have a meal with you, okay? Mu Jinghuai laughed heartlessly, but the speed of rubbing his hands was getting faster and faster, trying his best to hide the uneasiness and nervousness in his heart.

Song Hui hesitated for a moment, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, just thank you for helping me choose a gift." ”

Mu Jinghuai pulled his legs and ran to the store, turning around and shouting loudly at Song Hui as he ran: "I'll go get the clothes!" You wait two minutes for me! ”

At this moment, Song Hui seems to see Mu Jinghuai in his childhood again, always facing the sun, always full of hope for life, he is like a little sun, exuding warmth and strength to the people around him all the time.

The gears of time slowly turned, and with a creak, Song Hui looked up at the direction Mu Jinghuai left, and the previous scene came to her like a tide.

Ten years ago.

Song Hui was twelve years old, and Mu Jinghuai was ten years old.

"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The young Mu Jinghuai had tears in his eyes, and he apologized to Song Hui at a loss. Song Hui had a hole in the corner of his eye, and blood beads were constantly bubbling outside.

Such a young child had seen such a scene, and the victim hadn't cried yet, Mu Jinghuai took the lead in crying and sat on the ground and cried.

"You're not going to die, are you? Wow ~ I was wrong ~ I can't go to jail ~"

Song Hui covered the corners of his eyes, looked at the little boy in front of him, couldn't help laughing, touched his head, and comforted.

"Sister is fine, she won't die, don't cry."

Mu Jinghuai's eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, and he lived like a little girl, muttering, "Really? Then I'll buy you snacks every day from now on, and don't tell your parents. ”

Song Hui nodded and agreed to him, Mu Jinghuai immediately bared his teeth and laughed, and a snot bubble appeared in his nose.

Thinking of this, Song Hui couldn't help laughing, and when she looked up again, she was already twenty-year-old Mu Jinghuai standing in front of her.

Unconsciously, he has grown up, and it seems that he has really become a man, and he is no longer the heel who followed Song Hui, and now Song Hui can't reach the top of his head on tiptoe.

"What would you like to eat?" Mu Jinghuai was wearing a white down jacket, which made his skin fairer, and his whole body exuded the breath of youth.

"Eat whatever you want, eat something in winter to warm your body."

Mu Jinghuai immediately thought of a place, he took Song Hui's hand and walked in the direction of the restaurant.

Song Hui felt the temperature on Mu Jinghuai's hand, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, she couldn't quite accept such intimate contact with Mu Jinghuai, she had always treated him as a little brother.

Mu Jinghuai's hand suddenly emptied, and he felt a little lost in his heart, turned his head to look at Song Hui beside him, and pretended to smile.

"When I was little, you pulled me."

"We've all grown up, and it's not appropriate now." Song Hui lowered his head and replied lightly.

Mu Jinghuai no longer forced her, the two always maintained a certain distance, and they didn't say anything all the way.

"Here we are."

Song Hui glanced up, it was just a simple wonton shop, there were still a lot of people in the small shop, and the restaurant was almost full before it arrived, which showed that it tasted very good.

Mu Jinghuai hurriedly went in to occupy a place, Song Hui sat opposite him, the temperature in the store was very high, and both of them took off their coats.

"The boss has a shrimp ravioli! I want a copy..."Mu Jinghuai shouted towards the counter, turned his head and asked Song Hui, "What kind of stuffing do you want?" ”

Song Hui looked at the menu on the wall: "Fresh meat." ”

"Boss, one shrimp, one fresh meat."

"Okay."

Song Hui looked at most of the young men and women sitting around him, and some were parents with children, noisy, full of the smell of fireworks in the world.

Such a dull and long-term life is what Song Hui wants but can't get.

"I was supposed to go to the hospital." Mu Jinghuai looked at the mole in the corner of Song Hui's eyes in a daze, and said to himself.

Song Hui immediately understood, touched the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's still very popular to have moles at the corners of the eyes, which is called tear moles and is very beautiful." ”

"Are you and Fu Chen okay? I think you've moved out? Mu Jinghuai turned to stare into Song Hui's eyes and asked sincerely.

Song Hui avoided his eyes, picked up the kettle and poured water for himself and Mu Jinghuai, and said lightly: "It's okay, I didn't move out, I just bought a small apartment outside, and I went to clean up the house and was photographed by reporters in those two days." ”

Mu Jinghuai was a little skeptical, took the water glass, and held it in his hand: "Really? But I think there has been a lot of negative news about Fu Chen recently, you have to be more careful, self-protection is the most important. ”

Song Hui smiled mischievously and quipped: "The little crying bag who used to follow me can also care about others now?" ”

Mu Jinghuai was a little embarrassed when he mentioned what happened when he was a child, scratched his head and said: "You are not someone else, you have said that we have grown up, and now I can also be your safe haven." ”

Mu Jinghuai looked at Song Hui seriously: "Just like when you protected me when you were a child, now I will protect you and shelter you from the sun and rain." ”

Song Hui is not stupid, she has always known what Mu Jinghuai thinks about her, but she has never thought about it in other directions, she doesn't want to pierce this layer of window paper, and she doesn't want to embarrass both of them.

"Hey, isn't our meal coming?"

Song Hui looked at the waiter holding the plate and skillfully changed the topic.

"Come, your two wontons, here are shrimp, and here are fresh meat." The waiter pointed to the two bowls of ravioli in front of him.

As soon as Song Hui took the wontons, he smelled the fresh fragrance coming to his face, and the steaming small wontons were too tempting. She blew the wontons in the spoon, and took a bite gently, the thin meat and thin dough tasted just right, this was the most delicious wonton Song Hui had ever tasted.

After eating the wontons, Song Hui even drank most of the soup, and his whole body instantly became hot and warm.

Song Hui looked out the door, and before he knew it, it was getting dark, and there was already a queue at the door of this wonton shop.