You appeared in my world
Wen Zhuyao leaned closer and shouted, "I said, do you think they can find us? What jujube cake?"
As the distance closed, Chi Nuo heard this and felt remorseful for his gluttony.
"You can find us, right next to the restaurant we booked?" Chi Nuo turned to the side and pointed to the signboard hot pot restaurant that was on their itinerary.
Then she chuckled twice dryly: "Hehe, should we...?"
"Stop," Wen Zhuyao knew what she was thinking, "We're already one step ahead, do we want to go any faster?"
That's what she said, but Chi Nuo's gluttonous nature was pulling at her heart. She lowered her head and thought for a moment. While she was thinking, someone stopped behind her and reached out to pat her.
"What are you thinking about? What's going on so fast?" Ji Shu asked, a straw dangling from her mouth, looking puzzled.
Chi Nuo turned around and saw it was her. She reached out and tugged at Wen Zhuyao beside her, saying happily, "No need to wait anymore, they're here."
"I saw it, so I didn't turn back."
Wen Zhuyao took the drink Mo Wen handed her; it was still warm in her hand. She said, "You've worked hard. Aren't you cold?"
"It's not cold. Is it fun here?" Mo Wen shook his head. He handed Chi Nuo over and used his free hand to adjust her hat.
He found the drawstring on the hat and tightened it a little: "It's all showing, and he doesn't even know to adjust it himself."
Wen Zhuyao lowered her head and adjusted her hat. She hadn't even noticed, but now that she'd been told off, a feeling of guilt welled up inside her.
"Want to go eat? Want to go eat?"
Seeing that the conversation was over, Chi Nuo moved to their side and said, "It's over, shall we go eat? Want to eat? Want to eat?"
The small, private atmosphere was completely disrupted, but the overall atmosphere became much more lively.
"I haven't even questioned you about kidnapping Xiaozhu yet!" Mo Wen turned back dangerously, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you think eating too much cold food in winter can be very harmful to the body?"
Chi Nuo caught a glimpse of Bai Yuzhou approaching from the corner of her eye, and immediately put her hands together in prayer: "We can talk this over. It's just a meal, we can take our time."
She finished speaking quickly, as if nothing had happened.
"I heard you."
"Cold foods shouldn't be eaten in excess; control your portion sizes." Bai Yuzhou was carrying several transparent plastic bags, the steam inside creating a thin mist on the bags.
He nodded to Ji Shu and headed towards the shop first.
Chi Nuo dared not speak, but was slightly angry: "Next time, I will always stay by Xiao Zhu's side."
"Let's go, let's ignore it for now. After all, you're one of those who like coldness too." After she finished speaking, she took Wen Zhuyao's hand, straightened her back, and looked directly at Mo Wen.
Wen Zhuyao had been watching the show from the sidelines for a long time, but she couldn't help but stare at Mo Wen as well.
However, unlike Chi Nuo, she reached out and poked Mo Wen's chest a few times, saying, "I'll remember you, let's go!"
After uttering those harsh words, he arrogantly left with Chi Nuo.
Left behind only loneliness and sorrow, who would have thought that similar tastes would lead to this? He looked at Ji Shu, who hadn't left yet, and said with some emotion, "Sister Ji is still the best. She waited for me. What do you want?"
He didn't think that Ji Shu was waiting for him specifically, assuming she had given him instructions.
result……
Ji Shu spoke to him, her words equally cold: "I'll remember you too, my ice-cold beer is gone."
Then he turned and walked away with a flourish. Watching what seemed like the umpteenth figure, Mo Wen thought to himself, "They really are good friends. They have similar tastes; one can ruin everything."
Even if we have a conflict, you still have to include me in your activities and not isolate me!
Mo Wen lifted his foot and chased after him. The shop staff who had arrived earlier had already arranged everything. Seeing him come, Bai Yuzhou teased him, "Went to slack off?"
"He's gone into seclusion."
Chi Nuo, sitting in his seat, replied with a wide smile, and anyone with eyes could tell what was going on.
Without reading the update announcement, I would have thought the skill range change meant it was a single-target skill.
"Alright, be careful not to provoke his competitive spirit and make him attack your weaknesses." Wen Zhuyao leaned close to Chi Nuo, her head close to his, her voice gentle and tinged with laughter.
But Chi Nuo felt a chill when she heard this and became much more obedient.
"Hmph, watch out." Mo Wen sat down opposite her in a threatening manner, mimicking Bai Yuzhou's signature move.
Both eyes are fixed on you.
Ji Shu returned with a bottle of juice, and judging from the subdued atmosphere, she knew something had happened again.
She placed the juice on the table, put one hand on her hip, and everyone, whether they had done anything wrong or not, became more restrained and sat up straight.
Ji Shu let out a breath, sat down next to Chi Nuo, and said, "Stop fooling around, let's eat."
"Great! Big sister is mighty! Come on, let's see if you still threaten me? Threaten me?" Chi Nuo immediately became arrogant.
Sigh, Ji Shu shook her head, pretending not to hear.
Saying it is pointless.
The festive atmosphere of the New Year is both long and short—long enough to last the entire month of February, and short enough that after those few days, everyone is saying goodbye.
This was the second time Wen Zhuyao had seen someone off at the airport; what else was there for her to be unaccustomed to?
Only the people have changed; Chi Nuo is now by my side, while the people from last time are also parting ways.
She'll be going back home after today.
"Okay, I'll come find you when I have time." Ji Shu looked at the two little girls in front of her and ruffled each of their hair.
Bai Yuzhou returned after checking in the luggage and said, "There are quite a few people, so we need to go early, as the timing is unpredictable."
“Okay,” Ji Shu replied, turning back to Mo Wen and pausing. “If there are any conflicts, it’s best to talk them out. We probably won’t have time for the first six months.”
Mo Wen realized that the conversation was about meeting him privately, and couldn't help but laugh: "I understand, don't worry, see you later."
Seeing his expression, Ji Shu knew he understood, so she stopped delaying.
"See you later."
Chi Nuo watched as Ji Shu walked towards Bai Yuzhou. The two held hands, leaned close together, and seemed to be talking to each other, both with smiles on their faces.
Then they blend into the crowd and become indistinguishable.
She withdrew her gaze and hid behind Wen Zhuyao, staring at the people still standing there and asking, "There are so many people, why aren't you leaving?"
"I……"
What could Mo Wen say when suddenly asked this question? That he wanted some space to spend with Mo Wen and wanted to hug Mo Wen before leaving?
"Tch, I'm going to buy water. The little light bulb has run off into the distance." Chi Nuo emerged from behind Wen Zhuyao and openly reached out to him.
Mo Wen looked down and took out his phone to operate it.
"Ding-dong."
Chi Nuo's phone rang once, then rang again. She took out her phone and waved to them calmly: "It's joyful to be together, but hard to part. I'm sure you have a lot to say, so I won't disturb you any longer."
"Bye~ Message me when you're done chatting, I'll be wandering around the airport."
Now, there's no one else, just the two of them.
Wen Zhuyao looked at him, tilted her head, and took the initiative to speak: "Is there something you want to tell me? Is it that you miss me a lot?"
"Yes, will you miss me?" Mo Wen affectionately pinched her cheek. "You guessed wrong."
She waited until the other person lowered their hand before moving a little distance away, crossing her arms over her chest, and said, "I guessed right, you don't miss me at all, so why are you so concerned about whether I miss you or not?"
I will miss you, I will miss you so much.
Mo Wen didn't say anything when he heard her clever answer. He opened his arms and asked her for a hug, mimicking her innocent face perfectly.
"So proactive?" Wen Zhuyao looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then walked up to him and into his arms.
Mo Wen tightened his grip, rested his chin on her shoulder, and tilted his head slightly, the fragrance lingering around his nose. He asked, "Would you want me to appear in your private world, the world that belongs only to you?"
"A world that belongs only to me? Then I look forward to your appearance." Wen Zhuyao snuggled against his head, her hair tickling him.
Having received his answer, Mo Wen reluctantly left her embrace, reached out and stroked her hair, then gently placed his hand on Wen Zhuyao's cheek.
His eyes scanned every detail, and finally he lowered his hand: "I'm going to check my luggage too, or I'll be late."
"good."
After Chi Nuo ran far away, she found a quiet place, turned on her phone, and her smile vanished instantly.
Article 1.
Mo Wen: "Transfer money, with the note: Lights-out fee."
Article 2.
Mo Wen: "Document forwarded, initiated by Bai Yuzhou, titled: New Year New Plan, a year-long plan for career and life."
"Leave a message and we'll automatically register you."
Chi Nuo turned off her phone, went up the escalator, found a drink shop, and joined the queue, muttering to herself, "I've been so conscientious, why can't they just leave me alone..."
It wasn't until Wen Zhuyao found the address that Chi Nuo, who had been listless, regained her vitality.
"Let's go." Wen Zhuyao picked up the coat she had placed on the opposite side and handed it to her.
Chi Nuo took the clothes and put them on, then took her hand and said, "You're leaving tomorrow too, so it'll be just me here."
Thinking of this, the glimmer of hope faded within seconds and then vanished again.
She looked down at the person leaning against her, her lips pursed in a displeased expression. After thinking for a moment, she said, "How about we carry out a very rebellious plan?"
"What plan? I want it! I want it!"
Chi Nuo's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the word "rebellious".
I'm interested, extremely interested!!!
"Then I..."
Wen Zhuyao leaned close to her ear and whispered to her that Chi Nuo's expression changed with each sentence she heard, and she finally praised her repeatedly.
The anxieties of parting were swept away.
When Wen Zhuyao got home, she opened the door to find the living room completely dark. She reached out and turned on the light switch on the wall.
Only the light dispelled the darkness.
She didn't know what to say, stood there for a moment, then walked towards her room, pausing for a while on the smooth door as she passed by.
Continue to check tomorrow's luggage and whether anything is missing.
Wen Zhuyao took stock of everything, zipped it up, and pushed it under the desk. The teddy bear pendant and the teddy bear on the desk were also stuffed inside.
She straightened up, stretched, grabbed her pajamas, and went to take a shower.
Wash up, blow-dry your hair, do laundry.
After finishing the process, she lay down on the bed, thinking that everyone had their own things to do when they got back, and that everyone had responded to her greetings upon landing, so she didn't think of disturbing them.
She simply lay down, the pillow squeaking as it was pressed against her.
Wen Zhuyao immediately sat up, thinking that she had crushed some fragile item or insect under her pillow.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a rolled-up sticky note.
Several volumes...
Wen Zhuyao breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help complaining, "What's going on? You scared me."
Despite her complaints, once she calmed down, she reached out and opened the slips of paper one by one.
"Take good care of yourself when you get back. Your parents couldn't see you off this time, so remember to take good care of yourself — February 25th."
"Don't worry about those local specialties and such, we'll send them to you by courier when we have time, so they won't take up space in your suitcase -- 2.27".
"Also, your aunt might contact you later. She wants to meet you. Don't think that we wrote too many notes this time. Actually, we also want to talk to you in person."
"It's just that we really didn't have time, so your aunt reminded us that we could write a note. Mom isn't trying to make excuses or fight for anything, it's just..."
"I just want to make things clearer."
Wen's mother wrote it on the coffee table in the living room, with light still coming through the window. At the end, the time was 2.28.
They stuck them on Wen Zhuyao's room door one by one, but they kept falling off as they were stuck on.
There was nothing she could do, so Wen's mother rewrote it, cutting it down considerably in a rush. Afraid it would fall apart again, she rolled it up and placed it by Wen Zhuyao's bedside before turning and leaving.
But halfway there, Wen's mother came back and put the rolled-up item under her pillow.
"Are you done yet? How long have we been waiting for the elevator..." Wen's father urged her from outside, pressing the elevator button to hurry up.
Mother Wen covered herself with the pillow and replied, "Coming, coming, why are you rushing me?"
The note was kept under the weight until Wen Zhuyao returned and lay down on it, at which point it made a cry for help that could be heard.
Wen Zhuyao looked at them quietly for a while, then folded up the sticky notes and put them in the small box.
Lie in bed and sleep.
She was going out the next day, and no one was bothering her. She was sleepy, but she just stared blankly at the ceiling.
In my mind are scenes from my childhood, of the three of us playing together.
Before she knew it, she was woken up by the alarm clock.
Wen Zhuyao got up and checked the time. It was her 8 o'clock alarm. She got ready and went out to catch her 12 o'clock flight.
The airport was bustling with people a day later, so she checked in her luggage early and went through security.
At the boarding gate, he stared blankly at the caring messages from his parents on his phone.
Reply to each one individually.
"Actually, being alone can be great too," Wen Zhuyao murmured to herself, lost in thought.
Even after getting off the plane, returning home, packing her luggage, and lying in bed, she still couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it.
Wen Zhuyao resumed her 9-to-6 routine.
They chatter away in the group chat from time to time, have fun playing games together, and spend time together in private... occasionally showing a little bit of ambiguity.
I could hear the clanging and banging of the finishing touches being put on the renovation of the neighborhood outside.
"Knock knock knock..."
With foam in her mouth, Wen Zhuyao mumbled, "Wait a minute, I'll be right there."
She spat out the foam, brushed her face a few more times, rinsed her mouth and washed her face, grabbed a towel from the side, dried herself off, and hung it up immediately.
"They're here, they're here."
Wen Zhuyao had been looking forward to the porcelain for a long time, so she specially chose to have it delivered to her door so she could inspect it in person and calculate any potential damage.
"Courier service is available..."
She opened the door, and her gaze suddenly stopped when she saw the figure outside.
"Do you want me to appear in your world where you are alone?" Mo Wen stood outside the door, with the black suitcase he had brought with him when they parted last time.
His figure shone brightly in the sunlight.
Wen Zhuyao chuckled and removed the only thing that would spoil the atmosphere from his head.
She held up a bamboo leaf and said, "I look forward to your arrival."
"I wish it were more perfect, more perfect than anyone else's." Mo Wen looked at the leaf in her hand, somewhat annoyed.
Wen Zhuyao pulled his hand over, placed the bamboo leaf in his palm, and then placed her own hand on top of it.
"This bamboo grove was recently renovated and has a very artistic feel. It won't be demolished anytime soon, so there's nothing you can do if you hate it."
Mo Wen held her hand, their fingers intertwined: "Then I will pray that the bamboo forest will give me some hints before my next appearance, so that I won't be in such a sorry state."
"I love you."
Wen Zhuyao gently tiptoed and placed a kiss on his lips: "Me too."
The wind blows silently, so don't ask why the bamboo sways.
Dependence and trust intertwine silently, and our story unfolds beneath the surface of public discourse.
There's never a need to confirm it.
—The End—
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