Mo Shaohua silently took out the handkerchief he was carrying, slowly wiped the tears on the book, and let the book dry naturally.

At this time, Muxia's mood also calmed down, she lowered her head, and said softly to Mo Shaohua: "Thank you."

Listening to the girl's somewhat hoarse voice, Mo Shaohua turned to leave, and it didn't take long for him to come back with a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Mo Shaohua put the water on the open space in front of Muxia, paused, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, and continued to read on the other side of the stone pillar.

Mucha looked at the mineral water in front of him, and ran his hair with both hands, "Mom, it's too big."

How can she read a book and cry herself, I don't know if there are tears of her own in the book, Mucha hurriedly stood up and found the book she had just read.

Seeing the spread out books on the shelves, Mucha breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was okay, fortunately the books were not crumpled.

Looking around, Mucha didn't find Mo Shaohua's figure, and sat down on the pony again.

She picked up the water on the ground and turned it on with a slight twist.

Mucha was stunned for a moment, then took a few sips of water, "I really didn't expect that you are still a careful boy."

Taking the book again, Mucha threw herself into the book, and when she came across something that was helpful to her and her brother, she carefully copied it down.

The road less traveled, the journey of mental maturity, Mucha really wanted to buy this book and use it as her own pillow book.

But after touching her pocket, she reluctantly put the book on the shelf.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the signal to close the door of the library sounded again, and Mucha picked up the small horse at his feet and walked out quickly.

As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Mo Shaohua's white face, and the sunlight gilded him with a halo, making him look like a dream.

Walking out of the library, Mucha stood quietly on the steps, a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, purely admiring the distance and the beautiful scenery in front of her.

"What a coincidence, you just came out, thank you for your water today." Mucha walked down the steps and looked at the cold but gentle boy beside her.

Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun dissipating and the sky darkening a little bit, Mo Shaohua paused for a while and asked, "Muxia, what about your friend, why are you alone?"

"My friend? Do you mean how wonderful it is, she's already home at noon. Do you have something to do with her? The fire of gossip in Muxia's heart was instantly ignited, "Handsome guy with beautiful woman, this scene is eye-catching when you think about it, I really want to see it."

"It's fine." Mo Shaohua said lightly, but complained in his heart, "I don't even know what she looks like, what can I do with her."

"Alright then, I'll go back to school, see you on Monday." Mucha waved his hand and walked in the direction of the school.

Mo Shaohua looked at the slender figure in front of him and followed without hesitation, although the other way home was closer.

Not far away, Mo Shaohua followed behind Mucha by a meter behind.

Looking at the fake little girl in front of him who was looking left and right from time to time, and stopped at the traffic light, Mo Shaohua couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to tease his tablemate.

Mo Shaohua stood behind Muxia on the left, patted her right shoulder, and sure enough, he saw Mucha looking to the right, and then turned around again.

Thinking that she had turned around in place to find someone who had tapped her on the shoulder, Mucha felt funny, and couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Why are you here?"

"That's the way I go home." Seeing the girl next to her laughing to herself, the corners of Mo Shaohua's mouth couldn't help but bend, "It's green, let's go."

"Woo Woo ......"

Muxia, who was walking in front, caught a glimpse of the boy next to him still standing still, and couldn't help but retreat, "Mo Shaohua, why don't you leave?"

The boy next to him stood there as if he hadn't heard, his eyes fixed on the front.

Mucha looked in the direction Mo Shaohua was looking, and saw a German black back walking across the road under the traction of his master.

As the German blackback drew closer and closer to them, Mucha noticed the person beside him and trembled.

Seeing the boy next to him with a pale face, and large particles of sweat coming out of his forehead, Mucha grabbed Mo Shaohua's arm, pulled him around, and then stood on Mo Shaohua's other side.

The traffic lights at the intersection changed back and forth, and pedestrians came and went in a hurry, and Mucha stood quietly by Mo Shaohua's side until he calmed down.

Mo Shaohua came back to his senses, only to find that it was the beginning of the lights at this moment, and the people around him tilted their heads, not knowing what they were looking at, "Muxia, thank you just now."

"No thanks, you helped me in the afternoon." Hearing a cold jade-like voice from the side, Mucha turned around and shook the mineral water bottle in his hand with a smile.

"Just now...... Hmm......" Mo Shaohua clasped his hands to his legs, his eyes fell on the red light, and he didn't know how to speak.

Seeing that the red light turned green again, Mucha reminded: "It's green, let's go quickly, everyone has something to be afraid of, I don't think it matters, as long as it doesn't affect our daily lives."

……

Seeing that there was still an intersection to get to the school, Mo Shaohua said goodbye to Mucha.

After the two separated, Mucha walked into a steamed bun shop on the street.

"Boss, here are two hemp rotten buns and a bowl of millet porridge." Seeing the long-lost sesame stuffed buns on the menu, Mucha couldn't wait to speak.

Soon, the boss shouted, "Girl, the buns are ready, let's serve them."

With a fist-sized bun in front of him, Mucha sighed again in his heart, "It's really too real."

When she took a bite, the skin was thin and fluffy, and she hadn't eaten it since she went to college.

I remember that before going to junior college, every year during the Chinese New Year, my mother's sesame curd dumplings and steamed hemp curd buns felt that I couldn't finish them, and I really wanted to eat dumplings and buns with other fillings.

But now I miss this taste very much, and I really haven't eaten it for more than ten years.

When she was working, this kind of handmade hemp rot was never seen again, and people ate more fresh meat dumplings, steamed buns, and xiaolongbao one by one, although the taste was good, but there was no taste of childhood.

It seems that the older people get, the more they miss everything they did when they were young, including the food they were tired of.

After Mucha had eaten and drunk enough, she packed two more buns and kept them for breakfast the next day.

Walking slowly to the school gate, Mucha casually asked as he passed by the communication room, "Uncle, do you have a letter from Mucha today?"

"Yes, I just arrived in the afternoon, and there are two letters." Uncle Conveyance Room handed out two envelopes from the window.

After thanking him, Mucha took a look at the sender by the light in front of the window.

One was sent by the eldest sister Mu Ling, and the other was from the "Reader" magazine, and Mucha carefully tore open the magazine's letter by the light.

“YES！ Great, I have another 50 yuan for the manuscript next month. Mucha probably read the contents of the letter and secretly rejoiced.

Then, she carefully put away the two letters, put them in the canvas bag she carried with her, stepped on the moonlight, and returned to the dormitory.

On the weekend, the roommates who were closer to home all went home, and only Yang Yueyue, Wang Xue with thick eyebrows and big eyes and Li Chunmei were reading and chatting in the dormitory.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the 312 dormitory, he heard a burst of laughter from inside, Mucha opened the door and asked curiously, "What are you talking about, so happy."

The three of them looked at the door, Wang Xue raised the "Reader" in her hand, and sighed: "We are discussing a youth inspirational article in the magazine, I read it to you, it is really beautifully written."

As you memorize the words, Alaskan cod is leaping out of the water;

When you solve the trigonometric function, seagulls in the Pacific Ocean flutter their wings and sweep over the city;

When you study in the evening, the night sky over the polar circle is full of colors.

But don't worry, boy:

When you work hard for your future,

Those landscapes that you don't think it's possible to see,

Those people you don't think you'll ever meet,

Those miracles you thought weren't going to happen,

is coming to you step by step,

Sooner or later.

Please firmly believe that the future is promising!

There is also this sentence, I hope you do not miss the past, live up to the present, do not fear the future, have dreams, ride the wind and waves, and go to the distance. May you have a future to run to, and a youth to look back on.

Isn't that what is written for us? Before, I thought it was boring to memorize words, but now I feel so enjoyable, I memorize the words, and the fish happily jump out of the water, and imagine that scene, it's so happy. ”

"I'm going to write them down and stick them at the head of my bed and in my stationery box, so that when I'm tired and out of motivation, I can see at a glance that I'm sure I'll be full of energy." Li Chunmei, who was immersed in copying on the desk, answered.

Yang Yueyue, who rarely speaks, also joined the discussion: "I think this pen name is the author I met at the beginning of June, and I must have seen a lot of things, traveled to many places, and seen a lot of beautiful scenery, otherwise how could I write such a touching article."

"Yes, I must bring it to the classroom on Monday to share with everyone, live up to the present, not afraid of the future, that's great." Wang Xue thinks that such a good article must be widely publicized.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Mucha felt embarrassed in his heart, "You really think too much, I have seen very few landscapes, and I have not been to many places, I just watched a certain live broadcast a few times more than you, it seems that I must cover this pen name and not fall off the horse."

After washing, Mucha climbed to the top bunk and chatted with her roommates while replying to her eldest sister Mulling.

After writing the reply, Mucha took out the letter from the magazine again, read the content carefully, and when she saw the QQ number left by the editor on the letter, she quickly took out her worn-out mobile phone from her canvas bag.

I don't know when, the phone has run out of power and automatically turned off, Mucha turned out another battery that was charged this morning, replaced the battery on the phone, and after logging in to QQ, he received a long list of messages.

Mucha first replied to the message sent by her cousin not long ago, and then added the edited QQ, and then she hugged her phone and waited.

Yang Yueyue, who was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, saw Mucha still sitting on the bed stupidly, and said with concern: "Xia Xia, you don't sleep, you sit there alone, what do you think?"

At this time, Mucha realized that the editor had left work early, and now he added QQ, and he must have a response on Monday.

"I just missed my eldest sister, isn't it almost the National Day, I don't know if she will come back. Are you going to turn off the lights? Then you turn it off, and I'll go to sleep. Mucha said, then pulled the quilt and lay down, "Yueyue, you want to go home on National Day, right?"

"I'm not going back, I'm going to my aunt's house on National Day." turned off the light, Yang Yueyue lay on the bed, a little depressed.

Mucha listened to Yang Yueyue's voice, and her voice was a little low, and her inspiration flashed, "Yueyue, why don't you and I go to my house together."

I remember that in my previous life, I had a quarrel with my mother and didn't want to go home, and a classmate invited me to her house, and Mucha also saw different folk customs at the same school.

Once again, Mucha also wants to do her best to bring some warmth to others.

"Yueyue, why don't you go to my house, when my house is on National Day, the scenery is beautiful, and when the time comes, we can still go climbing." Wang Xue and Li Chunmei also joined in.

The four of them had a debate about whose hometown was more beautiful.