The moonlight poured down, shining coldly on people, as if they were covered by a thin layer of frost, making them shiver with cold.
There were slow footsteps coming from behind.
For a moment, a light appeared in Ye Xia's eyes. She turned around and saw the thin figure she had not seen for a long time.
The man lost a lot of weight.
His cheeks were slightly sunken, and the eyes behind the lenses seemed dull. I wonder what kind of torture he had endured during this period of time.
Ye Xia suddenly felt distressed.
She forced herself to remain calm, handed him the iron lunch box that had been warm in her arms, and said with a smile, "Here, these dumplings are made at home, and they're still hot."
Mu Jingsheng didn't say anything, but lowered his head and stared at the dumplings in her hand in a daze.
She was so cold that she couldn't stand it. It was already cold in the mountains. Her nose and ears turned red. She forced a smile and said, "Why are you still standing there? Sit down and eat quickly."
She pulled him and sat down side by side as before.
She opened the lunch box and put it into Mu Jingsheng's hand. The lunch box was warm, but Mu Jingsheng's hand was cold. The temperature difference seemed to stun him for a moment.
"Eat it quickly, or it will get cold."
She urged gently.
Even when she was urging people, her voice was gentle and soft, neither arrogant nor impatient, like a feather gently caressing one's heart.
Mu Jingsheng looked up at her.
Under the moonlight, she had a faint smile between her gentle eyebrows, her nose tip was red, the corners of her eyes were also red, and she wore a small white hat. Her eyes were gentle and full of power, indescribably charming.
At this moment, Mu Jingsheng engraved her appearance into his heart.
In the painful years that followed, he still clearly remembered that a girl had looked at her so tenderly in the moonlight. Every time he thought of this scene, he felt unbearable pain.
Eat the dumplings in big mouthfuls.
Tears fell in big drops.
He used the urgent way of eating to desperately cover up his despicable thoughts.
Fortunately, the night was dark enough and he lowered his head so that no one could see the wet corners of his eyes, which concealed the filth in his heart and suppressed his impulse to drag a beautiful girl into the swamp.
Until he swallowed the last dumpling.
"do you like me?"
Mu Jingsheng was stunned by such a straightforward expression, and stared at her through the moonlight without daring to make a sound.
Ye Xia sighed slightly.
"I'm getting married."
The man's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and astonishment appeared on his face as pale as paper.
After a long while, he swallowed hard, his voice becoming hoarse: "How is he...?"
"I have no idea."
Ye Xia couldn't understand his reaction. Her heart sank slightly. She looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky and sighed faintly: "It's the same even if it's not you."
Mu Jingsheng's lunch box fell to the ground with a clang.
Ye Xia turned her head to look at him, her profile was beautifully hazy in the moonlight, and she asked with a hint of hope: "Mu Jingsheng, will you marry me?"
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