A tingling current slowly ran through his palm, causing a slight itch. Shen Shaolin couldn't help but clench his fist, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart without showing any emotion.
"By the way, didn't you come to return my phone?" Mo Xiaoqing reached out her hand to him.
Shen Shaolin looked at her outstretched hand, raised an eyebrow, his gaze somewhat meaningful, and deliberately drew out his voice, "A cell phone."
"It's not with me."
"Then what are you doing here?" Mo Xiaoqing asked blankly, stunned.
Shen Shaolin gave her a look that said, "So you're not so stupid after all."
"Is he in Hanhan's hands? Where is he? I'm going to find him!" Mo Xiaoqing, however, didn't seem to notice his gaze at all. She looked around curiously and asked.
She seemed pleased to have found a legitimate reason to go see Ji Muhan...
"No need," Shen Shaolin replied slowly.
"Why? Does he not want to see me?" Mo Xiaoqing asked with a mournful face and some disappointment.
"Oh, it's over there!" Shen Shaolin shrugged dismissively at the supermarket across the street.
"Hanhan's here?" Mo Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, and her voice immediately rose a notch.
"I didn't say he didn't come." It's just your own perception...
Shen Shaolin shrugged innocently. "He's smoking across from me."
Mo Xiaoqing could no longer hear anyone outside. Her gaze was fixed on Ji Muhan standing on the opposite steps, and it seemed that there was no room for anyone else.
He would always recall this image: a tall, handsome man with his hands in his pockets.
Dressed in all black, Ji Muhan watched with cold, indifferent eyes as a cute girl with short hair, wearing a pink shirt and denim shorts, smiled at him.
The girl looked up, her eyes full of smiles, her clever and intelligent eyes blinking at him, which was quite beautiful.
Although the two remained silent across the street, the subtle feeling of their gaze filled the entire space, like a field of flowers blooming all over the mountains, as if the world were a bright and beautiful place.
"Young lady, your boyfriend is fair-skinned and quite handsome." The security guard was nearsighted and could only vaguely make out a tall, big boy standing opposite Mo Xiaoqing. He asked with a smile.
Shen Shaolin raised an eyebrow, intending to explain, but after thinking about it, he decided to see how Mo Xiaoqing would respond and didn't deny it for the time being.
"No," Mo Xiaoqing denied firmly.
Then she pointed at the tall figure opposite her in an exceptionally sweet voice and smiled sweetly at him, "That's my boyfriend."
As soon as the car passed, Mo Xiaoqing quickly ran over and stood in front of Ji Muhan, completely ignoring Shen Shaolin who was standing next to her.
The security guard squinted, seemingly trying to make out Ji Muhan standing outside the supermarket, but after a while he still couldn't see her clearly and could only vaguely make out a shadow.
"Oh." He responded and smiled at Shen Shaolin, "Little girl, you've been waiting for quite a while. It was drizzling earlier, and you were still waiting here. I thought you were the one I was waiting for."
Shen Shaolin couldn't help but smile kindly at the gatekeeper and nodded his chin toward the opposite side, "I'm not the person she's waiting for. I came here with the person over there."
"Oh, then you should talk to her boyfriend. He shouldn't make his girlfriend wait for him on the next date, especially since she's so good to him. He should cherish her." The security guard advised earnestly.
"Yes, I should say it."
Shen Shaolin forced himself to hold back, afraid that he might burst out laughing.
But in his heart, he thought unkindly, if he complained to Mu Han, he wondered if Mu Han would never want to see Mo Xiaoqing again after hearing what she said.
"Hanhan, we meet again."
Mo Xiaoqing swiftly grabbed Ji Muhan's clothes, her bright, spring-like eyes fixed on the person in front of her.
As she spoke, she swayed slightly, her soft, sweet voice slowly uttering each word, "Don't you think we're destined for each other?"
Shen Shaolin couldn't help but curse inwardly: Damn, that voice is so soft and sweet, she's such a tempting little devil.
If anyone had spoken to him like that, his legs would have gone weak by now, but thankfully Ji Muhan had great self-control...
"No, I'm here to return my phone."
Ji Muhan didn't have the romantic notions that Shen Shaolin had in his mind. Her sharp and cold remarks directly ruined the atmosphere.
Mo Xiaoqing had obviously anticipated his answer. She blinked innocently, tilted her head up to him, and smiled sweetly, feigning ignorance. "Really? I was just saying, and you came. Doesn't that mean you have feelings for me too, Hanhan?"
"..."
Tell me about it? Heh.
Ji Muhan sneered, ruthlessly pulling out her sleeve, and couldn't help but curse in her mind, "What a load of crap."
It's also his fault for meddling in other people's business.
"Ji Muhan, look, my name is Mo Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, which means I am Hanhan's little sun!"
"..."
Ji Muhan glanced indifferently at Mo Xiaoqing, who was talking to herself, and while Mo Xiaoqing's attention was focused on her face, she tossed her phone to her and said coldly, "Here you go."
Mo Xiaoqing quickly caught the phone he threw at her, then stood in front of him, sniffing the air with her keen sense of smell, and said to him, "Hanhan, you've been smoking?"
She noticed it the first time she met Ji Muhan; he had a faint smell of tobacco on him. But this time, perhaps because he had just finished smoking, the smell was stronger.
"What does this have to do with you?" Ji Muhan looked at her with a slightly cold gaze, asking without a trace of emotion.
"Hanhan, it's related!" Mo Xiaoqing's eyelashes trembled slightly. But only for a moment, and she immediately put on a bright smile again, as if she were an impenetrable wall, able to automatically ignore the hurtful words Ji Muhan had said to her.
"Hanhan, smoking is bad."
The little girl looked at him intently and said, word by word, "It can easily cause lung cancer, which is a form of slow suicide and is bad for your health."
"...He's sick." He likes to commit slow suicide.
Ji Muhan coldly cursed.
"Because of Ji Muhan, from the day I met you, you have been an obstacle I cannot and do not want to overcome. So whether you really can't remember me or don't want to remember me, it doesn't matter."
"As long as you don't remember my face, I will tell you every day that I am Mo Xiaoqing, and that I will always love Ji Muhan."
"From today onwards, I, Mo Xiaoqing, officially announce to you, Ji Muhan, that I like you and I want to pursue you. I hope that in the future, your eyes will no longer be filled with a cold and aloof feeling that keeps people at arm's length. I want you to be happy because, for me, you are my whole world."
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