She hung her head, trembling from sobbing, but she still held the wontons and put them in her mouth one after another.

Mu Jingzhao didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, followed her example, scooped up a wonton, blew it on the side of his mouth, and put it in his mouth. Sure enough, as she said, the skin is thin and the filling is big, and the meat is fragrant.

He ate one, but he lost his appetite anymore.

Behind her, the boss was still in a depressed posture, staring at the side of the alley with a wistful expression.

I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Ning has finished eating wontons, and his emotions have continued to calm down during the meal.

Mu Jingzhao sighed softly, handed the square handkerchief in his hand to her, Jiang Ning took it, wiped it on his face casually, sucked his nose hard, and then got up.

"Let's go."

Hearing this, Mu Jingzhao put the silver on the table and got up with her.

"Boss, the silver is on the table."

Seeing them get up, the boss hurriedly followed, and followed Jiang Ning to the carriage, "Madam, there is a chance to eat my wontons next time, and when the time comes, I will cook a few more for you." ”

Jiang Ning stiffened when he got into the car, his body trembled, but he didn't respond.

"We'll come." Mu Jingzhao held her with one hand, and turned his head to smile at the shopkeeper.

The wheels of the carriage rolled and began to move slowly, and Jiang Ning was curled up alone in the corner of the carriage, her eyes were red, like a frightened rabbit.

Mu Jingzhao didn't speak, and sat down quietly beside her.

She lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, until the carriage had gone some distance, and she pulled the curtain as if she had suddenly thought of something, and turned to look behind the carriage.

At the end of the alley, the boss stood quietly, looking at the direction where Jiangning's carriage left, and his figure kept getting smaller as the distance increased.

The carriage turned a corner, and was no longer visible.

Jiang Ning's hand holding the curtain fell, she sat down against the wall of the car again, and her tears fell down again as if they were off the line.

She cried incessantly, sobbing staccato and staccato as she was swallowed up by the sound of the wheels running over the ground. In the end, she still covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly.

Mu Jingzhao looked at her silently, there was no hidden distress in his eyes, he patted Jiang Ning's back, suddenly, suddenly, vaguely overlapping with the beating of his heart.

Jiang Ning didn't know how long he had been crying, his intermittent sobbing turned into a whimper, and his eyes were so red and swollen that he almost lost his usual smart appearance.

She leaned weakly on Mu Jingzhao's shoulder, with a thick nasal voice in her voice.

"My mother and I used to come to eat our wontons, but my sister only likes pastries, so she doesn't come often. The owner has a bad temper, but she is happy every time she sees me. She used to say that when she saw me, she thought of her daughter. ”

It seemed that she had reached a sad place, Jiang Ning's body trembled violently with a sob, and Mu Jingzhao's hand holding her shoulder slammed into force.

She gasped hard before she could barely continue to speak.

"She said that her daughter was my age and looked a lot like me, but she missed her a few years ago because she had died of a serious illness."

Jiang Ning's voice was intermittent, with a thick nasal voice, and if he was not careful, he was swallowed up by the squeak of the wheel.

Mu Jingzhao's side face was pressed against the top of her head, his brows were tightly locked, but he didn't speak, just patted Jiang Ning's shoulder with his palm.

"So I often sneak out to eat wontons by myself when I'm fine, and even if I don't eat it, I'll come and sit down, it's been three years, and I thought no one would remember me for a long time......"

Her voice was staccato and staccato, and she was finally drowned in that whimper, and her tears fell unscrupulously into Mu Jingzhao's navy blue robe, and soon there was no trace.

Jiang Ning leaned on his shoulder, and his voice was intermittent, until the back, and the words became less distinct, replaced by even breathing.

She fell asleep.

Mu Jingzhao tilted his head slightly, his cheeks rubbed lightly on the top of Jiang Ning's head, lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on her eyes, her eyelashes were still a little wet and wet, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was a bit of indescribable blue and black, looking very pitiful.

A tear still rested on the tip of Jiang Ning's nose, a small speck of crystalline pearls.

He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and gently wiped it on Jiang Ning's face, however, the wiping action was accidentally rubbed on the tip of her nose because of improper control.

She suddenly frowned, and writhed uneasily, and the broken hair on the top of her head scratched the tip of Mu Jingzhao's nose slightly.

Mu Jingzhao simply didn't move, he simply tilted his head, and pressed against the top of Jiang Ning's head, forming a posture of snuggling up to each other.

By the time Jiang Ning woke up, it was already a little late, there was no light in the house, and the dark blue sky outside the paper window could be faintly glimpsed in the dim light.

She was so sore that her eyes were so swollen that she could barely squint, she tried to get up with her hands on the bed, and after a few times, she finally lay down like she had given up on herself, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Folded willow." ”

The voice was dry and astringent, and Rao herself was startled when she heard it.

Ori Liu didn't run in as usual, she waited for a long time, and did not wait for the expected response, and just as she was about to continue speaking, a candle lit in the darkness.

She subconsciously felt that Ori Liu was guarding herself in the house, and subconsciously wanted to call her, but at this moment, she suddenly found that she was in a completely strange place.

It wasn't her room, and she looked frightened and struggled to get up. At this time, another candle was lit, Mu Jingzhao slowly walked to the bedside, and reached out to help her comb her unkempt hair because of sleeping, "Have you slept well?" ”

Her hanging heart just fell.

"Where am I now?"

"My room."

Against the light, Mu Jingzhao's face was a little dim, she was silent for a moment, and then realized that the other party's palm was still on her face.

She retracted like an electric shock, her expression a hint of dodge.

"Why am I here?"

"After Ah Zheng comes back, we need to discuss countermeasures together, I don't know when you will wake up, so I just let you sleep with me."

Jiang Ning nodded lightly, but then, she thought that she had fallen asleep in the car, so the only possibility that she could get out of the house in the car while she was asleep was that Mu Jingzhao carried her down.

This is no smaller place than the palace, and you can meet it when you go out and turn a corner.

Mu Jingzhao hugged himself down, and it is estimated that the whole house knows about it.

She was suddenly a little embarrassed.

However, Mu Jingzhao didn't seem to notice all this at all, "Are you thirsty?" (End of chapter)