The time of the city

Chapter 139 The little ancestor’s business is my business

The next few days were spent paying New Year's greetings. Song Fei didn't want to go, but at the active request of Mo Yu and Shang Xue, she went with them and asked for a lot of New Year's money.

Everyone was very happy, except Ni Jiamu. The question he was asked most during the whole New Year's greeting process was:

"Are you getting married soon?"

"Do you have a girlfriend? My next-door neighbor's child is about your age and is already in elementary school."

"Can't find it? How about I introduce one to you?"

……

Every time this happened, Ni Jiamu wanted to flip the table and leave, but his upbringing told him not to do that. Even when someone tried to introduce him to a divorced woman with two children, he began to doubt whether he was really that bad.

After visiting the last house, we could finally go home. Shang Xue and Ni Yuantang took a car, while Ni Jiamu took Mo Yu and Song Fei.

"It's really fun. When my brother goes to my second uncle's house again, he will give me a big red envelope. His grandson is so cute." Mo Yu leaned back in the car seat, touching the bulging red envelope in her hand, and she was so happy.

Ni Jiamu held the steering wheel with his hands, frowning slightly, "I'm not going." He remembered that his second uncle had introduced him to many divorced women.

"Why?" Mo Yu leaned over from behind to observe Ni Jiamu's expression. Suddenly she thought of something and laughed, like a blooming white orchid.

"Brother, are you unhappy because your second uncle wants to introduce you to a divorced woman?"

Seeing Mo Yu joking about this, his face darkened even more. "Do you want to be thrown out by me?"

"Don't, brother. Second uncle is just teasing you. Mom has always wanted you to find a girlfriend, but you didn't listen to her, so she colluded with Second uncle to make you feel oppressed."

"Besides, my brother is so outstanding, there will definitely be a lot of people who like him."

"Am I really excellent in your heart?"

"Of course, my brother is the best."

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Ni Jiamu's frown relaxed, and a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Ni, please stop the car at the intersection ahead. I have something to take care of." Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything else, Song Fei spoke.

"Fei Fei, where are you going? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need, I'll be back in a while." Song Fei patted Mo Yu's shoulder and got off the car at the intersection.

"Do you want to go see Lin Xiao?" Ni Jiamu turned his head to look at her while waiting for the traffic light.

"Yes." She had originally wanted to take time out this afternoon to visit Lin Xiao, but she didn't expect Ni Jiamu to bring it up first. Thinking of how much he valued her friend, Mo Yu felt a warmth in her heart, and a smile quickly spread across her face.

Ni Jiamu saw the smiling girl in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and his heart was also filled with ripples.

When they arrived, Song Fei took the exquisite gift box from her bag and walked towards the gallery with anticipation on her face.

Seeing an old acquaintance coming, the receptionist pointed upstairs without even looking up and said, "Painter Xiao is in the studio."

After she thanked him, she didn't want to wait any longer and went to the bathroom. Pushing the door open, Song Fei habitually looked towards the window, where he often painted, but she didn't see Xiao Hecheng.

She walked in and looked around before she found Xiao Hecheng sleeping on the table in the corner.

The lights in the studio were off and it was a little dark. Song Fei could only see half of his profile. He was sleeping quietly, without the coldness he usually showed towards her. At this moment, he looked so gentle.

Song Fei moved closer and stared at his face, the one she had been thinking about day and night. After looking at it for a long time, she felt her heart beating irregularly.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes and gently moved closer to Xiao Hecheng's lips. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her shoulder. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Hecheng's angry eyes, and then she was pushed out.

"Song Fei, what are you doing?" His eyes were indifferent and emotionless. They were like a deep pool, filled with icy coldness, cold and ruthless. Her heart seemed to be frozen and she felt pain deep in her bones.

"I... I just want to give you a New Year's present." She opened the gift box and handed it to Xiao Hecheng. Inside was a watch, exactly the same as the one he lost.

Xiao Hecheng only took a glance and turned his head away. "No need, go away."

"He Cheng, I noticed you haven't worn a watch in a while. I thought you might have lost it, so I went to several stores before I found an identical one. Please take it."

Xiao Hecheng turned around and put his hand on the gift box. Song Fei's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

But Xiao Hecheng pushed the gift box towards her, "Song Fei, it's impossible for us to be together. Don't waste your time on me. Find something to do and don't waste yourself."

It turned out that he hated her because she was doing nothing and had accomplished nothing. Yes, I had no job, no money, and nothing. How could he like her?

A rich lady like Mo Yu is more likable, right? Why is Mo Yu better than me in every way? Why does Ni Jiamu like her, and even Xiao Hecheng likes her?

Song Fei's eyes unconsciously began to redden, and finally she couldn't control her tears. "So you don't like me because I can't compare to Mo Yu?"

"Don't think too much." After saying that, Xiao Hecheng walked out of the studio without looking back.

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Mo Yu bought a bunch of flowers and followed Ni Jiamu into the hospital. When they arrived at Lin Xiao's ward, Mo Yu looked through the window and saw Qiao Mu sitting by Lin Xiao's bed, holding her hand and talking non-stop.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were red, as if he'd just been crying. Normally a man who loved to look good, he was now unkempt. His hair hadn't been cut in ages, and he had a beard growing on his chin.

Ni Jiamu knocked on the door gently, and Qiao Mu realized that there were two people standing outside the door. He touched his face with his hand and came to open the door.

"You guys came to see Xiaoxiao?" He wore a faint smile, his eyes etched with an unusual bitterness. Mo Yu noticed that the once playful and joking Qiao Mu had matured in an instant.

"Xiaoyu, go in. Qiaomu and I will wait here." Seeing Qiaomu wanted to follow in, Ni Jiamu pulled him back and said, "I can't leave you for a moment. Xiaoyu is not a terrorist and will not do anything to your Xiaoxiao."

After Mo Yu entered, Ni Jiamu frowned. "How long has it been since you last rested? You don't even shave or take care of your hair. You're almost like a homeless person."

Qiao Mu just smiled faintly, leaning against the wall and looking at the sky. "I'm afraid that if I leave, Xiao Xiao will wake up and not see me and get angry."

"Lin Xiao is not that stingy. Besides, if Lin Xiao wakes up, your body will collapse and you will die. Do you want to have a human-ghost romance with her?"

Seeing Qiao Mu didn't say anything, Ni Jiamu put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Come on, I'll take you to rest. I'll leave this to Xiaoyu."

"Xiaoxiao, I got a lot of New Year's money this year. I'll give you half of it." Mo Yu smiled and took out a red envelope from her bag and stuffed it under Lin Xiao's pillow.

"Xiaoxiao, Brother Qiaomu really likes you, so you should wake up quickly and check on him..."

Even though the person on the bed didn't respond, Mo Yu kept talking to her, just like Qiao Mu. Previously, it was always Lin Xiao who talked, but now it was her turn to chatter non-stop.

A few hours later, Ni Jiamu returned with Qiaomu. He looked brand new, with new clothes and a haircut. Mo Yu gave Ni Jiamu a thumbs-up, said goodbye to Qiaomu, and left the hospital.

"Xiaoyu, I just asked Lin Xiao's attending doctor, and there's a high chance she'll wake up."

"Really?" Mo Yu happily hugged Ni Jiamu, but then realized that she was too excited and they were still on the street, so she immediately let go of his hand.

"Thank you, brother."

"It's okay. My little ancestor's business is my business."