The expression on Mo Xi'er's face froze, and the hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly.
Qing Muchen was still walking forward, his back straight, his long legs staggered in steps, neither hasty nor slow.
It was still raining outside, and the big raindrops hit the umbrella surface. The water droplets rolled down from the umbrella surface, splashing on the cobblestone path beside Mo Xier, causing tiny splashes of water.
Qing Muchen didn't seem to mind getting wet and didn't avoid it at all from beginning to end.
Mo Xier's behavior just now was actually purely out of good intentions. This was a rare moment when she took the initiative to care about Qing Muchen.
However, what she didn't expect was that what she got in exchange was such a basin of cold water.
Mo Xi'er looked at his back expressionlessly, still standing stiffly on the spot, with no intention of chasing after him.
Why does she care about him
For a person like him, what does it matter if he gets caught in a little rain
Why should she care about someone who won't get sick even if he takes a dip in the ice lake in winter
The Mo family's garden is not big, but the cobblestone path leading to the main house goes around a long way.
On the way, I met several servants who happened to be passing by. When they saw Qing Muchen here, they seemed to want to send an umbrella over, but he coldly refused.
Mother Mo happened to be in the living room at the moment, and the mother-in-law always felt sorry for her son-in-law.
Seeing Qing Muchen's clothes already soaked through, she exclaimed and walked out with an umbrella, "Oh, Mu Chen, why didn't you bring an umbrella?"
Glancing toward the door, she caught a glimpse of Mo Xi'er, who was watching this scene with cold eyes. Mother Mo scolded her, "Xi'er, what are you doing? Is Mu Chen soaked like this?"
It's not my business
Mo Xier looked innocent when she yelled at him.
"Why don't you bring the umbrella?" Mother Mo scolded her again when she saw that she didn't respond.
"Mom, don't you have an umbrella in your hand?" Mo Xier still stood stiffly and ignored her.
"Bring it over if you are told!" Mother Mo suddenly hated her for being ignorant.
Mo Xier had no choice but to hold up an umbrella and walk towards the two of them.
Her pace was slow, as if she was extremely reluctant.
Qing Muchen, who had never appreciated her kindness before, didn't know whether it was to cooperate with Mo's mother or for some other reason, but he stood quietly and did not continue walking into the house.
He was staring at her quietly from the corner of his eye.
Mo Xi'er was still walking towards him, as if she was being dragged step by step.
Mother Mo couldn't bear to see her being so meek. When she was about to get close, she stretched out her hand and pulled her over.
Moving the umbrella in her hand halfway to cover Qing Muchen, Mother Mo smiled and said, "Okay, you two go in, I have something else to do."
Without saying a word, the person left directly.
"Let's go!" Mo Xi'er held up an umbrella and took Mu Chen one step toward the house.
Qing Muchen didn't shirk this time and let her cover him from the rain, without any intention of taking over the umbrella.
There was a height difference between Mo Xier and Qing Muchen, and the rain was falling. In order to take care of Qing Muchen, she raised her umbrella very high.
As soon as the umbrella was held high, the direct result was that the rain outside the umbrella was blown by the wind and all hit her face and body.
Mo Xier took a few steps, but her steps became stiff.
Qing Muchen just glanced at her lightly, still not paying attention and not feeling any shame at all.
He looked like this, and Mo Xier suddenly wanted to kick him.
Helpless, this is the Mo family, and she doesn't dare to make mistakes.
Keeping the movement of raising the umbrella, she continued to help him walk into the house against the rain.