Mo Shisheng completely ignored Mu Qingcheng's pitiful expression and spoke coldly, her tone slightly disdainful, "You want to eat without washing your hands?"
"..."
Mu Qingcheng withdrew her hand, looked at Mo Shisheng with a wronged expression, got up to wash her hands, then sat back down, and proudly stretched her hand out in front of Mo Shisheng, "Look, I've washed them clean!"
"..."
Mo Shisheng thought Mu Qingcheng was an idiot, and that talking to her too much would lower her IQ.
To avoid having her IQ lowered by the contagion, Mo Shisheng didn't even glance at Mu Qingcheng again, and continued eating her meal on her own.
One should not speak while eating or sleeping.
Seeing that Mo Shisheng ignored her, and feeling extremely hungry, Mu Qingcheng didn't say anything more. She picked up the bowl in front of her and took a sip of the porridge. It was soft, sweet, and melted in her mouth.
Probably not expecting Mo Shisheng's porridge to be so delicious, Mu Qingcheng's eyes lit up. She ate three bowls in a row and finished all the vegetables Mo Shisheng had stir-fried before letting out a satisfied burp.
Mo Shisheng sat in her seat, her gaze fixed on the doorway, seemingly lost in thought.
Mu Qingcheng didn't dare to disturb them, so she cleaned up the dishes and sat down again.
When Mu Qingcheng sat down, Mo Shisheng's gaze slowly fell on her.
Mu Qingcheng naturally noticed this as well. She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly. "Just now, A Qiu... Lin Qiu was here, right?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng remained silent, simply looking at Mu Qingcheng with a detached expression. To be honest, she could sense Lin Qiu's deep hatred for her, but she had no memory of such a person and didn't know why Lin Qiu hated her so much.
"Actually, I don't know much about his background. He appeared after I was disfigured. When I think about it now, it's like he appeared out of thin air. At that time, he was even more destitute than I was. He was covered in injuries, and even his clothes were tattered."
Knowing that Mo Shisheng wanted to get some useful information from here, Mu Qingcheng thought about the first time she met Lin Qiu. "I met him when my face was burned in the fire and I wanted to commit suicide. I wanted to hang myself, and he cut the rope I was hanging myself with."
“After that, I never stopped having suicidal thoughts, and he stayed by my side the whole time. At first, he didn’t say anything, but he tried his best to stop me from thinking about suicide. Later, I finally got impatient and asked him if he had nothing better to do.”
Do you know what he said in response?
Mu Qingcheng smiled and said, "His words back then are unforgettable. He said that people who want to live cannot live, while people who can live well do not cherish their lives."
“From that one sentence, I knew he must be carrying a lot of burdens. After that, I didn’t try to commit suicide again. I would tell him about my unhappiness every day, and he would stay by my side without getting impatient. I asked him about his background, but he didn’t say a word and didn’t want to say more, so I didn’t press him.”
Mu Qingcheng pulled her wandering thoughts back and sighed softly, "Do you know Jiu?"
"I don't know him."
Mo Shisheng answered calmly, averting her gaze from Mu Qingcheng, "But he hates me. I can guarantee that he definitely knows me."
"..."
Mu Qingcheng lowered her eyes slightly, concealing all the sadness in them.
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