The wind tickled his face, and he stood there, unsure of what to do.
Is that Su Jinning? Why... is he here?
Su Jinning turned around and noticed Shen Moyu, who was still in a daze, so she called out, "Hey! Aren't you going to eat or not?"
Shen Moyu had almost forgotten how he got to Su Jinning. He stared at Su Jinning's face, his eyes somewhat dazed: "You? How did you know?"
He only asked, "How did you know?", but that question contained a lot of underlying issues.
Su Jinning gestured for him to sit down, tossed him a helmet, and answered all her questions: "Qin Zhi said you work here. When I asked you earlier, I saw you reply with a question mark and thought you were wrong. So I thought I'd come here to try my luck, but I didn't expect you to actually come out."
Shen Moyu paused slightly as he sat down.
"Qin Zhi?" he exclaimed in surprise. As the motorcycle engine started, his eyes darkened.
Hearing that person's reply, Shen Moyu felt inexplicably irritated.
He and Qin Zhi are close? They're even talking about me now. Shen Moyu lowered his head, his thoughts a jumble as he watched the scenery rush past him.
The motorcycle was going a bit fast, and Su Jinning was afraid he would fall off. After thinking for a long time, she said, "You, hold me up a bit, this is a motorcycle."
Shen Moyu turned to look at him, and in a fit of pique, she only grabbed Su Jinning's clothes, without actually holding him tightly.
He felt his dissatisfaction was like a rat gnawing at him bit by bit.
"Come on, hug me! This is no joke!"
The wind grew stronger, howling and howling in her ears. Su Jinning was genuinely worried that something might happen to him, and the fact that she was wearing a helmet made the noise a bit louder.
"What are you yelling about?" Shen Moyu stared at his back, her already displeased mood becoming even more agitated after his shout.
"Help me or not! If you fall, nobody will care." Su Jinning was also quite angry and suddenly sped up, as if venting her frustration.
I can accept that you won't eat the chicken leg I gave you, but would it kill you to carry me on my back and hug me? Do you really hate touching anything related to me that much?
The sudden acceleration caught Shen Moyu off guard. Knowing that he did it on purpose, she glared at him fiercely, then looked at the hem of her clothes that she was holding, and reluctantly reached out to hug the other person's waist.
"What else did Qin Zhi tell you?" Shen Moyu leaned out and rested his face on his shoulder, asking in a low voice.
Su Jinning thought he wouldn't say anything more, but he didn't expect him to keep asking. Suddenly, she didn't know how to answer. In the end, he told the truth: "We just talked about your matter."
"My business?" Shen Moyu frowned slightly, then muttered softly, "You and she are quite familiar with each other."
His voice was barely audible, and Su Jinning could only hear the wind in her ears. She didn't hear the last sentence and simply replied, "Mm." Su Jinning's voice was a little soft, and then, as if afraid of making him angry, she said, "I didn't ask around. I just know you work here. I don't know much else."
Without thinking, Shen Moyu asked, "You two get along really well?"
Su Jinning pondered for a moment, not understanding the meaning of his words: "No, she suddenly contacted me to chat, and we just happened to talk about you."
He lied, and his eyes darted around unnaturally as he looked ahead.
Actually, he went to Qin Zhi specifically to ask her a lot of questions about Shen Moyu.
He didn't know why he was so interested, nor did he know why he had to ask Qin Zhi.
He had a feeling that they used to be very close, and he wanted to know about Shen Moyu's school days and the stories behind her outward appearance.
Did he used to laugh a lot? Did he have many friends before? What kind of person was he before?
There were so many things he wanted to know.
It's not out of gossip.
Shen Moyu didn't say anything upon hearing this. Su Jinning turned her head slightly to look at him, but because of the helmet, she could only see Shen Moyu's hair swaying in the wind.
Perhaps I asked too many questions, and he might be angry.
He thought this and bit his lip.
Suddenly, he felt the arms around his waist tighten, and his heart tightened along with them.
Shen Moyu's face was very close, so that even with his helmet on, he could hear clearly: "You can ask me about my affairs next time. I know more than she does."
Night fell quietly, and the whistling wind gradually slowed down, no longer so harsh.
Su Jinning was stunned. Shen Moyu's voice was somewhat gentle, and his breath brushed against Su Jinning's shoulder as he spoke. The warmth on Su Jinning's shoulder was something that even the coldest wind couldn't dispel. He spoke more like he was being affectionate.
"Okay." Perhaps because he was wearing a helmet, he felt the air around him was stuffy, and his breath collided back and forth inside the helmet before hitting his face.
"We're not familiar with each other," Su Jinning muttered softly.
We only became close because of you.
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Author's Note:
Go to bed early
Chapter 22 Embrace
"They've finally arrived, gentlemen!" Chen Hang's smile immediately spread when he saw the two men appear at the door of the private room.
Su Jinning took off his coat and draped it over the chair: "What, you've been waiting a long time, haven't you?" He then glanced at Chen Hang.
"No, no, I just arrived a short while ago, I'm just hungry." Chen Hang rubbed his already flat stomach with great sincerity.
Su Jinning chuckled twice, turned around and looked at Shen Moyu, who was still standing not far from the door, and said, "Sit here."
Shen Moyu pursed her lips and glanced at the people present. Besides her close friends, there were a few classmates she wasn't very familiar with, but she remembered them.
He smiled back and naturally sat down next to Su Jinning.
Chen Yuanyuan turned to look at Chen Hang, biting her straw and laughing at him: "You're the biggest eater!"
"Tch! Who's like you, skinny as a stick, so ugly!" Chen Hang said provocatively, his eyes slightly wide.
"Who's as fat as you, like a pig!" Chen Yuanyuan angrily threw her drink aside.
“Brother, that’s called being strong, that’s muscle! You little brat!” he said, rolling up his short-sleeved shirt to show Chen Yuanyuan the muscles on his arms.
Song Wenmiao pulled Chen Hang along, his voice full of exhaustion: "Hey, hey, I'm telling you two, don't start fighting every time you see each other!"
"She was the one who said that to me first!" Chen Hang pouted at Song Wenmiao like a child, blinking his eyes as if to say, "Brother, she bullied me!"