A girl mysteriously transmigrates to the 1970s.
She possesses two major abilities: mental and healing.
She holds a magical space with a built-in mall.
She gains warm family affect...
The next day, the doorbell of the villa woke up the mother and daughter who were still sleeping in the room.
Mumu arched the pillow, pulled the quilt, buried herself deeper and fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Xiao turned over in the master bedroom, felt nothing, and opened his eyes in a daze.
There was a sound in the bathroom, and Shen Xingzhou came out with a bath towel around him, "Awake?"
She said in a hoarse voice: "I heard the doorbell."
He sat on the bed and touched her cheek, "It should be Zhou Xing who has arrived."
Fu Xiao threw herself into his arms and rubbed her face against his chest. "Hmm, I feel sleepy."
Shen Xingzhou patted her back, “It’s still early, baby, you can sleep for a while longer,”
"Well, then you go out and receive them."
"Well, go to sleep,"
Seeing her burying herself in the quilt again, he smiled and pulled the quilt for her, then got up, changed his clothes and walked out of the room.
Zhou Xing, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, stood up immediately when he saw him, bowed and nodded, "Mr. Shen,"
"Um...sit..."
"Sir, morning..."
He and Chao Chao were considered friends, and his name came out of his mouth, but when he saw Shen Xingzhou, he felt that it was wrong to call him that, so he asked instead: “Is the young master here?”
Chen Xingzhou smiled and waved his hands, "Don't be so polite, you can call me uncle..."
Zhou Xing hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Uncle,"
“Well,” Shen Xingzhou nodded in response, “Chao Chao didn’t come, you should have nothing to do during the winter vacation,”
"It's okay, you can tell me what I want to do."
"Mumu has to go to the cultural center to learn piano every day. You follow her, help drive, and protect her."
Zhou Xing nodded: "Okay,"
Shen Xingzhou looked at his aunt, "Make one more breakfast."
"Yes, sir,"
He looked at Zhou Xing, chatted with him for a few words, then stood up and went upstairs to call Fu Xiao to get up.
Zhou Xing picked up a book from the magazine rack and sat on the sofa to read it.
Hearing footsteps coming upstairs, he looked up.
Twilight came down wearing a pale pink coat.
The girl's skin was as white as cream and her lips were rosy. She must have not gotten enough sleep. Her peach blossom eyes were slightly drooping, and she looked lazy and a little world-weary.
Zhou Xing slowly put down the magazine and stood quietly aside.
"I really shouldn't have come so early today," he thought.
Mumu noticed the person downstairs, raised her eyes and glanced at him, and seeing the silence and indifference on his face, her eyes paused slightly.
Noticing her gaze, he lowered his eyelashes, "Miss..."
"Zhou Xing?"
Mumu walked to the living room bar and poured a glass of water. She pursed her lips and took a sip. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him again. "You are still the same as before."
I think I met him once when I was twelve years old.
At that time, except for speaking a few words when talking to his brother, he was usually as silent as a mute.
Zhou Xing bowed his head calmly, "Miss, I will follow you during this period of time."
"Yeah, I know, hey, you can drive, right?"
"meeting,"
.....
Zhou Xing was indeed a little taciturn. During breakfast, except for Shen Xingzhou and Fu Xiao asking questions, he never opened his mouth. He was so quiet that he seemed to not exist.
On the way to the mall after lunch, Fu Xiao glanced at the car behind him and said with a smile: "Aren't children of this age always talkative..."
Mumu in the back seat said, "Mom, he was also so quiet when he was twelve."
There was a lot of traffic ahead, so Shen Xingzhou honked the horn and tilted his head to look at her. "Everyone has different personalities. He is just this silent type, but he is pretty steady. He grew up in an orphanage, and I have been supporting him, so I know him inside out."
"I have also tried it, and he is a man who knows how to be grateful. I feel relieved if he protects Mumu."
Fu Xiao nodded. Shen Xingzhou was always good at judging people. If he said so, then this person could be trusted.
Shen Xingzhou raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror: “Your mother wants to go shopping with your godmother. When we get to the cultural center today, let Zhou Xing follow you…”
Mumu lay on the front seat and looked at Fu Xiao. "I have to go to class for several hours. Why not let him stay with his mother?"
He shook his head. "Your mother doesn't need anyone to protect her."
Besides, he didn't want any other man to get close to Fu Xiao, even if it was just a boy.
As they were talking, they arrived at the cultural center. Mumu opened the car door, got out, and waved goodbye to the two of them.
Fu Xiao rolled down the car window and pulled her hand. "I've made an appointment with your godmother at the mall. After we finish shopping, we'll come and have dinner with you..."
Mumu nodded obediently, "Okay mom, bye."
Shen Xingzhou drove away, and she turned to look at Zhou Xing, who had parked his car and was standing behind her.
"Let's go..."
Zhou Xing took a step forward and held out his hand to her, "Give me the bag."
Twilight took the sheet music out of her bag, handed the bag to him, and studied the sheet music as she walked.
The taciturn boy followed her all the time, and even stepped forward to remind her when they met the stairs.
"Got it, thank you."
Looking at her dazed look, Zhou Xing's eyes flashed with a helpless smile. It was exactly the same as Chao Chao said.
If you don't walk properly, you'll definitely get hurt badly if you trip.
Although Mumu acted lazily, her eyes were extremely sharp. Seeing his expression, she couldn't help but snorted: "Do you think I didn't see it?"
"I was looking at the music score, but I couldn't miss a step."
Zhou Xing bowed his head: "Yes, Miss..."
"Hmph, don't treat me like a fool,"
He lowered his eyes, a barely perceptible smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
Following Mumu into the cultural center and onto the third floor, the teacher sitting at the piano waved at her.
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