Meng Shuang'er was pulled hard by her and staggered forward involuntarily.
She frowned and looked in the direction of Liang Xinxin's finger, only to feel that the scene in front of her was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into her heart.
That’s right, those familiar figures are none other than Mu Siwen and Lin Zhiyue.
At this time, Liang Xinxin was still chattering on the side: "Shuang'er, I think their relationship is not ordinary. Look at how intimate they are. The way Mu Siwen looks at Lin Zhiyue is full of doting. And, the new dress on Lin Zhiyue must have been paid for by Mu Siwen. I saw it just now. Mu Siwen was so straightforward when he paid!"
Liang Xinxin was talking with great excitement, her hands gesturing in the air, completely immersed in her own world of gossip, and she didn't notice anything strange about Meng Shuang'er beside her.
Meng Shuang'er's eyes suddenly became crazy. She stared at Mu Siwen and Lin Zhiyue, with flames of jealousy and unwillingness burning in her eyes.
Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaved violently, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force.
She couldn't understand why she, who was so caring towards Mu Siwen, was now so close to Lin Zhiyue.
In her heart, Mousse should have belonged to her alone, but now Lin Zhiyue had interfered. How could she swallow this?
Meng Shuang'er suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down, but her slightly trembling shoulders still exposed her extreme anxiety.
"Xinxin, let's go over and say hello."
Meng Shuang'er forced a smile that was uglier than crying, but her voice was so cold that it seemed frozen.
When Liang Xinxin heard this, her eyes widened even more, her face full of excitement, "Ah? Are you really going?"
As he spoke, he was dragged by Meng Shuang'er towards Mu Siwen and Lin Zhiyue.
The shoes made a crisp, rapid sound as they stepped on the ground, and every step seemed to be stepping on Meng Shuang'er's heart.
Before they got close, Lin Zhiyue spotted them with her sharp eyes, a friendly smile appeared on her face, and she gently touched Mu Siwen, motioning him to look over.
Mu Siwen turned around, and the moment he saw Meng Shuang'er, his smile disappeared.
Meng Shuang'er walked straight to Mu Siwen, deliberately ignoring Lin Zhiyue, and looked up and asked, "Brother Siwen, you are here to go shopping too."
She deliberately emphasized the three words "Brother Sven" with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
Mu Siwen frowned slightly, subconsciously leaned closer to Lin Zhiyue, and said in a cold tone: "Don't call me Brother Siwen, call me Comrade Mu."
"But wasn't that what you always called me when you were little?"
As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, and she looked so pitiful that people who didn't know the truth would think she was the one who was let down.
Mu Siwen's brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character in an instant, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face, and his tone was stiff and a bit impatient, "You also know that those were all things that happened when we were young. We are not children anymore, and it is really inappropriate for you to call us like that."
After saying that, he turned his head away, deliberately increasing the distance between them, with a distant look in his eyes.
The people around noticed something strange here and started looking at them curiously, pointing and talking.
Liang Xinxin stood aside, watching this "good show" with great interest at first, but as the atmosphere became more and more tense, she began to feel a little uneasy and whispered, "Shuang'er, why don't we go and stop making trouble here."
Meng Shuang'er turned a deaf ear to him and continued to stare at Mu Siwen, as if trying to find any change in his face.
Mu Siwen didn't even look at Meng Shuang'er, as if she was just an insignificant passerby.
He held Lin Zhiyue's hand tightly, as if he was holding the whole world. He moved sideways to protect her, walked around Meng Shuang'er, and strode towards the entrance of the mall. His back was resolute without a trace of nostalgia.
Lin Zhiyue was pulled by him and looked back at Meng Shuang'er with some worry, but Mu Siwen gently urged her to speed up.
Meng Shuang'er looked at the backs of the two people leaving, and felt a surge of blood rushing to her head. The grievance and anger in her heart made her lose her mind.
Without a second thought, she immediately lifted her skirt and took a step forward to catch up.
The little leather shoes made a rapid and messy sound on the ground, and every step expressed her inner unwillingness.
When Liang Xinxin saw this, her heart skipped a beat and she secretly thought that something was wrong.
She rushed forward quickly, holding Meng Shuang'er's arm tightly with both hands, and tried her best to persuade him anxiously: "Shuang'er, don't go! Look around, so many people are watching. If you make a scene here, it will be bad for your reputation if it gets out! If there is anything, let's find a private opportunity and you can go to Mu Siwen to talk it out, okay?"
As Liang Xinxin spoke, she used her eyes to signal the crowd around her who were pointing and looking at her curiously.
Meng Shuang'er was grabbed by Liang Xinxin, her body swayed a few times, and she stopped.
Her chest was heaving violently, she was gasping for breath, her eyes burning with anger and unwillingness. She stared at the direction where Mu Siwen and Lin Zhiyue were leaving, wishing she could burn two holes in their bodies with her gaze.
She clenched her hands into fists, her nails dug deep into her palms, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.
At this moment, it felt like there were two little villains fighting fiercely in Meng Shuang'er's heart.
A voice clamored for her to catch up, to ask questions in person, to vent all the resentment in her heart;
Another voice reminded her rationally that Liang Xinxin was right and making a scene here would only embarrass herself more.
After struggling for a long time, Meng Shuang'er bit her lower lip so hard that it turned white. Finally, she let out a long sigh, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and nodded slowly, her voice choking with sobs and suppressed anger: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
After saying that, she let Liang Xinxin pull her and walked in the opposite direction with light steps, but the eyes that looked back frequently were still full of resentment and obsession.
Mu Siwen took Lin Zhiyue out of the mall. The afternoon sun shone warmly on their bodies, and the breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of comfort.
Meng Shuang'er's entanglement just now did not cause any ripples in his heart. All his thoughts were on Lin Zhiyue beside him.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at Lin Zhiyue, his eyes full of tenderness and a doting smile on his lips, and said, "Yueyue, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Lin Zhiyue looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with intelligence, her cheeks slightly flushed from the slight panic just now, she looked extremely adorable.
She tilted her head slightly, like a curious kitten, and asked in a soft voice, "Where are you going?"
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