It took her a while to react to the question the boy asked, but she didn't understand it very well.
The man was not in a hurry, his slender figure stood quietly on the spot, his pair of clear eyes under the short short hair were calm and cool.
The cashier thought for a while, and opened his mouth tentatively.
"You mean... Sister Kapok?"
Mu Yan's expression paused slightly, his lips pursed subconsciously, and he asked in a low voice: "Her name is Mu Mian?"
The girl blinked her eyes and nodded slowly: "... yes, do you know Sister Mu Mian?"
The young man's eyes were sparkling and deep, he pursed his lips, did not answer for a while, then suddenly and quietly looked back, his slender and beautiful eyelashes drooped slightly, he asked.
"She resigned?"
Mu Yan asked again, the tone came in a low voice, and the cashier subconsciously shook his head.
"She asked for leave and went back to her hometown. It seems that there is something urgent. Do you have anything to do with her?"
Holding the cold drink with his shiny fingers, Mu Yan's dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. He turned around and said politely: "It's okay, thank you."
-
Father Mu rested, and Mu Mian came to the hospital corridor and sat down. He picked up the earphones at nine o'clock and began to listen to the live broadcast.
The voice in the earphones is still there.
"Have you ever met such a person?"
"She always makes you care, makes you do strange things, can easily disturb your emotions, and when you can't see her, you feel inexplicably flustered. What kind of feeling does this have?"
"When she hasn't appeared for a long, long time, will you be very anxious and want to see her? Really want... Is this like it?"
The anchor's voice was flat, he was silent for two seconds, and then spoke slowly.
"Will you hear? If I could, I wanted to tell you—I was like, wanna see you."
The live broadcast is over.
Mu Yan stood up quietly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the window, his lowered eyes looked out the window at the city illuminated by all kinds of beautiful and eye-catching neon lights.
The young man's expression was calm, his beautiful long eyelashes blinked, and his eyes were fixed on one place.
A small bus station.
A few people inside the stop sign stood there, quietly waiting for the bus to arrive, but no matter how you looked at it... it seemed that a familiar figure was missing there.
Can you hear me
I just said, I wanted to tell you—
I'm like, want to see you.
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After a hundred days of injury, Mu Mian stayed with Mu's father in the hospital for a few days, and then was urged to go back to school by two parents.
So she had to pack up and get on the train back to school.
She still has holidays and is in no hurry to go to work.
After Kapok came back, Chu Yao seemed to have regained her previous vitality, and she moved to the girl's side.
"Shall we have hot pot tonight?"
Mu Mian just sent a daily confession, she put down her phone and nodded: "Yes."
Chu Yao grinned.
"Then I'll put on some makeup first, wait for me."
After Chu Yao got dressed, it was already evening, and the two of them left the school together.
The air was sweltering in the summer night. The two of them had just boarded the bus, and the car passed by the ground. On the way, it began to rain for no reason.
Even Kapok wanted to let out a long sigh, what kind of bad luck is this
Chu Yao was slightly distressed.
"Why is it raining, I still want to eat hot pot and go shopping, what should I do now?"
Kapok leaned on the back of the chair, cursing silently in her heart, smiling.
"No way, let's do it next time."
Although disappointed, there was nothing she could do, Chu Yao leaned back in her chair as if discouraged, and muttered in a low voice.
"Going to the hot pot restaurant in a while must have soaked my little skirt."
(end of this chapter)