"With such heavy rain, did you leave something here?" The gatekeeper, afraid that the rain was too heavy for him to hear, simply shouted.
Even though Shen Moyu knew the gatekeeper was asking out of kindness, he was still more concerned about where Su Jinning was. He wiped the rain off his face and asked, "Sir, have you seen a boy who is about 1.85 meters tall stay here?"
The security guard frowned at first, then asked as if he knew something, "Is it that handsome boy who wasn't wearing his school uniform?"
Shen Moyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the gatekeeper's arm: "Yes, is he still here?"
"Are you looking for him? I saw him being picked up by a guy about his height just now." The security guard looked away, thought for a moment, and then continued, "They got into a white car."
"What?" He didn't know if it was because the rain was too heavy, but he felt that the things around him were becoming more and more blurry.
He asked incredulously, "Does that boy wear glasses?" Shen Moyu's face was pale as she asked the question she had always wanted to ask but dared not hear the answer to.
"I didn't notice, the rain was too heavy and I couldn't see clearly, but that person seemed to be wearing a brown short-sleeved shirt, and otherwise looked similar to that boy, and quite handsome," the gatekeeper answered honestly.
Shen Moyu suddenly felt his legs go weak and took two steps back. Perhaps it was because his knees were scraped and hurt from the rain, or perhaps he was too tired to run anymore, or perhaps he didn't know.
"Thank you, sir. I'm going back now." Shen Moyu pulled his arm away from the old man's hand, his voice barely audible in the rain.
The gatekeeper was puzzled. He shook his head as he watched Shen Moyu's retreating figure and said, "With such heavy rain, don't worry about others. Just make sure you don't catch a cold when you get back."
Don't worry about others.
Shen Moyu held an umbrella and walked slowly along the tree-lined path next to the school.
But he always thought Su Jinning was no one else.
Suddenly feeling a lump in her throat, Shen Moyu rubbed her face and felt a little wronged.
He opened his phone and saw a completely blank lock screen; he felt as if he had instantly plummeted to the bottom of an abyss.
Why is it that Gu Junxiao always arrives one step ahead of me?
He had no car, no words of concern, and no speed like Gu Junxiao.
However, he always thought that Su Jinning had only told him.
If Gu Junxiao were the backup option, he might blame himself for arriving too late.
But what he was actually afraid of was that he himself was the backup option.
The rain was so heavy that Shen Moyu couldn't hear his own breathing, and he couldn't see the road ahead.
He wandered aimlessly, blood still seeping from his knees. The pain and coldness had numbed him. At this moment, he looked as pathetic as an abandoned little rabbit.
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Author's Note:
Good evening, a little bit of angst now and then.
Chapter 26 I'll apply medicine for you
Shen Moyu was lost in thought the whole way, walking from the heaviest rain until it stopped. It was almost seven o'clock when she got home.
Stepping inside, a wave of heat hit him, mingled with the aroma of food. Shen Moyu had no interest in seeing what Xia Wei had prepared; he tossed aside his umbrella and silently returned to his bedroom.
"Oh my goodness, how did you get so wet?" Xia Wei looked at Shen Moyu's soaking wet appearance and was so anxious that she wanted to get up from her wheelchair and hurriedly grab a bath towel.
"Come in and dry yourself off, don't catch a cold." Xia Wei stuffed a bath towel into Shen Moyu's hands and asked worriedly, "How did you get so wet? Weren't you wearing a raincoat?"
For the first time, Shen Moyu found Xia Wei a bit noisy. His irritable mood was like a fog shrouding him in darkness. No matter who spoke to him at this time, he felt it was useless noise.
Xia Wei was confused and became even more anxious seeing Shen Moyu's silent demeanor: "Moyu, what's wrong? Didn't you pick up your friend?"
"Hmm." Having hit the nail on the head, Shen Moyu finally responded softly, then looked at Xia Wei, who still wanted to say something, and said in a low voice, "Mom, you can go out now. I'll change my clothes."
Xia Wei looked at Shen Moyu's cold face, gently wiped away the water droplets on his face with her fingertips, and looked at him tenderly, "Then Mom will go out first. You lie in bed for a while so you don't catch a cold. Come and eat when the food is ready."
Shen Moyu pursed his lips and nodded, but didn't say anything more.
Xia Wei watched Shen Moyu close the door, sighed heavily, and turned to go to the kitchen.
After closing the door and windows, Shen Moyu felt as if the world had become quiet.
He walked to the bedside, and as soon as he sat down, the pain from the pulled wound on his knee suddenly surged up again.
"Ouch!" Shen Moyu's lips twitched in pain as he slowly rolled up his rain-soaked trousers, revealing the wound on his kneecap. The wound wasn't large, but it was rather deep, and perhaps rainwater had seeped in, causing it to ache unbearably as if it were inflamed.
Shen Moyu frowned and gently wiped away the long trail of dried blood on his leg with his fingertips.
Shen Moyu casually picked up the disinfectant from the bedside table, dipped a cotton swab in it, and gently wiped the wound. The medicine was slightly cool. Enduring the pain, Shen Moyu applied all the remaining medicine from the bottle cap. Then, staring blankly at the white wall in front of him, he...
He had never been so kind as to bring someone an umbrella in the rain before, but in the end, he was tricked by the person.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then finally couldn't help but curse, "Bullshit Su Jinning."
Shen Moyu gently pinched the cotton swab with his fingers, looked at the wounds on both legs, and shook his head.
Su Jinning, Su Jinning, who are you? All these wounds on my legs are because of you.
Who is Su Jinning to him? Just how important is she, as Xia Wei said?
He looked out the window, and the neon lights of the city reflected in Shen Moyu's eyes, flickering slightly, like glistening tears mixed in with his dejected gaze.
In fact, he had known for a long time that he was gradually no longer treating Su Jinning as an ordinary friend.
Because he has already started to get used to having him in his life.
How important is Su Jinning? Shen Moyu looked down at the cotton swab and asked himself softly.
Is it important? Yes, it is very important.
He was the only person Shen Moyu had ever actively approached since arriving at the school. He was someone she could break school rules with, someone she could confide her troubles and secrets to, and someone who would comfort her and show concern for her well-being.
He was Shen Moyu's only friend.
But he knew that he was not Su Jinning's only friend.
Su Jinning is witty and humorous, and can chat and laugh with everyone. He is tall and handsome, and is popular with girls. Although he is always unreliable, he is always very dependable and is known as Brother Ning by everyone.
Many people admire him, and countless others surround him with warmth. What does their little interaction amount to?
I am not an exception to him.
He didn't blame Su Jinning for what she did today at all.