Mu Ci was surprised by Su's mother's words.

Wait, how did mom recognize Chu Xi? She didn’t recognize Chu Xi the first time she saw him.

Mu Ci was full of confusion.

At this moment, Chu Xi, who was sitting in the car and originally planning to avoid Su's father and mother, was even more confused than Mu Ci after hearing what Su's mother said.

He probably hasn't met Mu Ci's mother, why does he look so familiar with her? Could it be that Mu Ci has mentioned him to his family?

Apart from this, there should be no other possibility.

Before Chu Xi could think clearly, Su's mother waved to Chu Xi in the car and said, "Xiao Xi, now that you are here, come home and have a cup of tea before leaving."

Are Mu Ci's parents so open-minded? After all, he is a boy, and they sent their daughter home so late. Don't they think it's inappropriate at all?

Su's mother didn't seem to care at all about what Chu Xi was thinking at the moment, but she seemed very determined to invite him to their home. Chu Xi's polite and reserved refusal was completely useless. Su's mother and even Su's father, who seemed silent, couldn't refuse their kindness. In the end, Chu Xi still came to Su's house with Mu Ci.

Chu Xi followed Mu Ci to the Su family's home. When he approached the living room and saw the decoration inside, he suddenly felt very familiar, as if he had been here a long time ago.

Although some minor details were changed, the general appearance, although vague in Chu Xi's mind, gave him an unusual sense of familiarity.

The direction and location of the TV, the orientation of the coffee table, and even the stair entrance, etc.

Chu Xi looked at all this calmly, trying to find some clues to solve his confusion, but failed several times.

Mu Ci went to clean up, and Chu Xi was pulled to sit on the sofa.

"How has Xiaoxi been doing these years?"

Su's mother was sitting next to him and asked with a smile, her face full of concern.

"???"

In what capacity did Su's mother ask him this question? Was she trying to test whether he was qualified to be with her daughter?

Chu Xi glanced at Su's mother who looked sincere, then looked at Su's father who was silent but listening attentively, and felt a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"It's okay, Auntie. It's nothing serious. Everything is fine."

"That's good, that's good. Auntie and your uncle were worried that you would be bullied." After hearing this from Chu Xi, Su's mother was finally relieved and said jokingly.

Chu Xi became even more confused after hearing this.

"Xiaoxi can come and play with Xiaoci more often in the future!"

???

The two parties were not on the same channel at all, but they chatted for a long time.

It was not until it was really late that Su's mother let Chu Xi leave.

"Then Auntie, I'm leaving."

Chu Xi stood up and said goodbye to Su's mother and father, then when he turned to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a photo frame out of the corner of his eye.

The photo frame was placed in an inconspicuous corner of the display cabinet in the living room, and it was quite small. If he had not stood up and left at a special angle, he might not have noticed it.

The photo in the frame was probably a family portrait, with three people sitting side by side, looking extremely warm and harmonious.

Originally, this was nothing, but when Chu Xi turned around and passed by the photo frame, he caught a glimpse of it. Although it was not very clear, he did see it clearly.

Leaning closely between the two of them was a little girl, plump and white, who looked extremely cute.

However, she left so suddenly that Chu Xi did not see the specific appearance of the little girl on the top. He only had a rough impression of her, and this appearance gradually overlapped with the vague back figure that he had been thinking about in his mind.

Considering some of the anomalies he had discovered before, Chu Xi vaguely guessed that he might have some connection with Mu Ci.

When Chu Xi reached the gate, Su's mother called him.

It was really getting late, and Su's mother had prepared early in the morning to have the driver take Chu Xi home, otherwise it would be very worrying to see him go home alone so late at night.

After a short time together, Chu Xi probably understood Su's mother's temper, so he didn't refuse much.

After Chu Xi completely left the Su family by car, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the man driving diagonally in front of him, Chu Xi's eyes flashed.

Judging from this man’s previous attitude towards Su’s mother, he probably has been in the Su family for several years, so this man should know some of the things he wants to figure out.

So, Chu Xi weighed his words carefully, called Uncle Zhang politely, exchanged a few simple pleasantries, then slowly turned the topic to Mu Ci, and finally got straight to the point, but with a tactful tone in his words.

"Although Mu Ci doesn't like to talk much, she is still very popular in school. Many classmates in the class like her very much." Chu Xi lied seriously.

Although he looks a little frivolous and casual, he is still quite intimidating when he gets serious.

Chu Xi was wearing his school uniform neatly, with the zipper pulled close to the collar. He was sitting in the back seat, looking like a model student who was very approachable.

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Now that you say that, I feel relieved. I was worried that the young lady would not be able to get along with others."

Chu Xi's mouth twitched when he heard this.

No, she knows how to get along with people very well. Even if she doesn't talk to people, it's just because she doesn't want to talk to them unilaterally.

Although he had only met Mu Ci a few times, putting everything aside, he was able to see what kind of person she really was.

Chu Xi responded to Uncle Zhang's words.

Uncle Zhang is an old employee of the Su family. He has watched Mu Ci grow up since she was a child. It can even be said that he has already regarded Mu Ci as his daughter. So when talking about this, Uncle Zhang can't help but feel a little sad.

"Alas, the young lady was not like this when she was little. She was such a talkative and cheerful girl. If it weren't for the young lady..." Uncle Zhang suddenly remembered halfway through his speech that Mu Ci didn't like people mentioning her chubby appearance when she was a child, so he quickly changed the subject and continued talking to Chu Xi.

Chu Xi was a little annoyed because he didn't hear what he wanted to know. He frowned slightly, and then returned to his previous state.

After talking along the way, although Uncle Zhang was reluctant to tell him some things, Chu Xi still knew a lot about Mu Ci.

When they were almost at Heiyun Lane, Chu Xi asked Uncle Zhang to stop the car. Heiyun Lane was winding and the road was narrow and uneven, making it extremely difficult to walk on.

After briefly explaining the situation, Chu Xi let Uncle Zhang go back.

The cool breeze blew in the night, and the wind in the small alleys of Heiyun Lane was even more bone-chillingly cold.

A few steps ahead was the home of his cheap uncle Chu Gaoming. Chu Xi put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform and walked a few steps forward.

The houses in Heiyun Lane are all small, single houses, lined up together with very simple decoration.

Chu Xi walked to a house and gradually stopped. He looked up at the light in the house and listened to the sounds coming from inside - the laughter of a family of three.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of cold self-mockery.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He chuckled softly, then leaned against the wall beside him, took out a box of cigarettes that was almost wrinkled and looked terrible from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it and held it between his slender fingers, then took out a lighter, pressed it a few times, and finally lit it.

Soon, a streak of scarlet fire lit up on the dim path.

But less than a minute later, a low curse was heard on the almost deserted path.

"ill."

Was he blown silly tonight to do such a stupid thing?

The cigarettes were confiscated from Song Yushu, but he hadn't had time to throw them away yet.

Chu Xi put out the cigarette that had just started and was not much burned, then threw it accurately into the trash can that was almost piled up like a mountain. Without even looking at the lit house over there, he turned around and left.

In the dim light, reflected on that handsome face, there was a sense of loneliness and coldness.