The time of the city

Chapter 118 First Snow

When the two came out after dinner, it was already snowing heavily.

"Brother Nanfeng's weather forecast was true. It really is snowing."

She caught a snowflake with her fingertips. The mysterious ice crystals melted into several tiny water droplets before she could see them clearly. Mo Yu's eyes were full of joy.

Nan Feng took off his coat and put it on Mo Yu. "It's great. I can watch the first snow with Xiao Yu this year."

In the private room, Mr. Jin was craving for alcohol and kept pouring wine for Ni Jiamu. "Mr. Ni, I like straightforward people like you. Have another drink."

Ni Jiamu looked at the time and took the glass and drank it all. "Mr. Jin, I really can't drink anymore. Let's get together another day."

The waiter outside the door passed by the private room with a tray of food and chattered, "It's snowing outside, my boyfriend said he'd come pick me up."

"The first snow of this year finally fell after a long wait."

Mr. Jin seemed a little drunk and didn't listen to what Ni Jiamu said at all. He kept pouring wine for him.

"You guys stay with Mr. Jin, I'm leaving first." After saying that, Ni Jiamu pushed open the door of the private room and ran out.

In the car, Ni Jiamu called Mo Yu but couldn't get through. He wondered if she had fallen asleep. Then he sent her another message.

"Hey dear, the first snow has fallen in City A. I'll be back soon. Let's go see it together, okay?"

Mo Yu and Nan Feng walked side by side on the road. Although the snow was not heavy, their hair had turned gray. Nan Feng wished that time would stop at this moment forever.

Mo Yu kicked the stone under her feet, and her bun moved with her steps. You could feel her joy just by looking at her.

"Xiaoyu, I really want to turn into snow?"

"Why? Snow will melt as soon as it falls. That's not good." Mo Yu took out the chocolate from her pocket, broke it in half, and handed one half to Nan Feng. "When I was little, I ate all the chocolate by myself. I'll give you half from now on."

Nan Feng smiled and put the chocolate into his mouth. "Because if it turns into snow, it can fall on your body and shoulders, and I can always be with you, Xiaoyu."

"What if I hold an umbrella?"

"Then let's land on the umbrella. That will mean we've seen the scenery you saw."

"Then I'll brush off the snow. And while I'm holding the umbrella, I'll quickly rotate it in the opposite direction to create an airflow that can continuously blow the snow. Plus, I'll hop up and down and walk sideways to nimbly avoid all the snow." Mo Yu put her hands on her hips and looked proud.

"You are so bad." Nan Feng stretched out his fingers to wipe the chocolate stains from the corner of Mo Yu's mouth.

When Qiao Mu woke up, it was already dark outside. He touched the back of his head and went to open the door, but no matter how he turned the doorknob, it was useless. Only then did he realize that he was imprisoned.

He kicked the door angrily and said, "Open the door, let me out, why are you locking me up?"

"Xiao Mu, listen to your dad and break off your relationship with that woman and work hard at the company to help your dad."

"Just follow his instructions and marry a random woman, right, Mom?"

"Your father is doing this for your own good."

Hearing Yu Lan's words, Qiao Mu sneered and pounded on the door with his fist. "For my own good, this is fucking for my own good, Mom, let me out."

"You guys take good care of the young master." A moment later, footsteps were heard outside the door. Qiao Mu knew that his mother, who loved him the most, would not stand on his side this time.

He collapsed onto the bed dejectedly and looked out the window, only to find it was actually snowing. Qiao Mu ran to the window, opened it, and under the dim streetlights, he could even make out every single snowflake.

The second floor was not high up, and Qiao Mu jumped onto the lawn below. He felt a piercing pain in his legs instantly.

Seeing that the housekeeper had already started patrolling with a flashlight, he had no time to pay attention to his legs. He gritted his teeth and stumbled towards Lin Xiao's house.

When Ni Jiamu arrived downstairs at the apartment building and saw the lights on in the house, he ran upstairs without stopping.

When she opened the door, she saw only Song Fei watching a tear-jerking movie in the living room. When she noticed Ni Jiamu coming back, she quickly turned off the TV and put on her signature smile.

"Is President Ni back?"

"Well, where's Xiaoyu? Is she asleep?" His face was flushed from being drunk, and his voice was unsteady.

"She hasn't come back yet. I called her and she said she was eating out."

"What? Who are you with?" Ni Jiamu's voice rose considerably. The night outside the window was drenched in an inky silence. The man inside exuded a terrifying aura, as if ready to explode at any moment.

"I don't know." After saying that, Song Fei picked up the phone on the table and ran upstairs. When she returned to the room, she quickly called Mo Yu.

The call was connected, and she lowered her voice and said, "Xiaoyu, come back soon. Your brother is very angry because he didn't see you."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yu turned to look at Nan Feng, "Brother Nan Feng, I have to go home. My brother will be worried."

"I send you."

"No, I can go back by myself."

"It's hard to get a taxi at this time. How can I let you go back alone?"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Lin Xiao woke up from hunger in her bed. She got up and went downstairs to see the dark room. A wave of grievance surged in her heart. "You stinky Qiaomu, you don't keep your word."

She walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. There was nothing inside except a few vegetable leaves. After searching for a long time, she found a pack of instant noodles. She walked to the kitchen again and started to cook noodles.

While cooking, I cursed Qiao Mu a thousand times in my mind. After it was finally cooked, when I went to take the noodles out, it was too hot and I didn't hold it firmly, so the whole pot fell to the ground.

Seeing the noodles scattered all over the floor and the soup flowing everywhere, Lin Xiao finally couldn't help but sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

When she couldn't cry anymore, she heard the sound of the door handle turning. She couldn't be so unlucky to encounter a thief. It was almost the New Year, and thieves also had to compete for sales, right?

Lin Xiao took a kitchen knife from the kitchen and hid at the door. She was extremely nervous. Her clothes were soaked with sweat. She even imagined herself being dismembered.

Qiao Mu opened the door and saw that the living room was empty, but the lights were on. "Lin Xiao, I bought some food. Where did you hide?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Qiao Mu ran to the kitchen when he heard the sound and saw Lin Xiao huddled in a small ball in the corner. She looked extremely pitiful, with traces of tears on her face.

He couldn't bear it any longer, so he pulled the girl into his arms, burying his head in her neck and breathing in her scent. Only her breath could soothe all the anxiety deep in his heart.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back because of something?" Lin Xiao kept hitting his back, venting all the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"I'll come watch the first snow with you and have a barbecue with you."

"Then I forgive you." Lin Xiao hugged him back. "Don't go back on your word again."

While waiting for the traffic light, Mo Yu said, "Just drop me off at the intersection ahead."

When they reached the intersection, Nan Feng got out of the car with her. He looked around and saw that there were no houses around. He couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you let me take you home?"

"I want to take a walk to digest my food. It's just a few steps past this intersection. Brother Nanfeng, you can go back now."

Nan Feng looked up and saw a figure standing under a streetlight not far ahead, wondering what he was thinking. He took a closer look and found it was Ni Jiamu.

At this time, Ni Jiamu turned his head and saw Mo Yu and Nan Feng at the intersection.

A violent and terrifying expression appeared on his calm face. He walked quickly up to the two of them, grabbed Nan Feng by the collar, and it took a long time before he uttered a word through gritted teeth.

"Qiao Feng, I advise you to stay away from Mo Yu."

Nan Feng raised the corners of his lips, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Mr. Ni, Xiaoyu and I have a deep friendship and she is happy to interact with me. You are meddling too much. Or are you drunk and acting crazy here?"

"Put away your dirty thoughts. I'm warning you one last time."

The smile on Nan Feng's face froze instantly. He narrowed his eyes, his narrow pupils like a sharp blade. "I think Mr. Ni's mind is much more filthy than mine."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Mo Yu grabbed Ni Jiamu's arm and said, "Brother, let's go back. Brother Nan Feng and I are just going to have a meal."

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Ni Jiamu pulled off Mo Yu's coat and threw it on the ground, then took Mo Yu's hand and left.

His pace was so fast that Mo Yu was practically being dragged along. "Brother, slow down a bit. I'm going to fall."

"Xiao Yu, you can't always drain me like this. I will also have a day when I become depressed and gloomy." Ni Jiamu stopped, put his hands on her shoulders, and bent down to be level with her.

He smelled strongly of alcohol, their faces were very close, his eyes were full of pain, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, making it impossible to look directly into his eyes.

"Brother, I'm just going to have dinner with Brother Nanfeng, please don't make a fuss." Mo Yu spoke to him like coaxing a child.

"But dear, I'm not happy. I won't be happy if you are with any man except me." After saying that, Ni Jiamu hugged her and fell asleep with her head buried in his neck.

The snow continued to fall. Mo Yu looked at the man in her arms. After a moment, she called Song Fei.