Shen Moyu stopped and looked back at him in confusion.
Su Jinning walked up to him in a few steps, and the breeze she brought gently brushed against Shen Moyu's cheek.
He gently tossed his hair, as if he had something important to say. Su Jinning smiled and asked, "Can I pick you up from get off work every time?"
"Whoosh—" The sound of a truck passing by suddenly entered Shen Moyu's ears, followed by a quiet as if time had slowed down.
He looked at Su Jinning's handsome smiling face.
"Varied……"
"Bye-Bye!"
Su Jinning waved her hand and took two steps back, not letting Shen Moyu finish speaking, decisively ending the chapter as if it were a "to be continued" message from the author.
Only after Su Jinning disappeared from the intersection did the noisy sounds return to Shen Moyu's ears, and time began to turn again.
Su Jinning is a woman of her word. Not only would she obediently wait for Shen Moyu at the door after get off work, but she would also wait for him downstairs the next day when he was about to go to work.
Still wearing the same blue hoodie and black cargo pants, holding the same cup of soy milk as yesterday, standing in the scorching sun at one o'clock, smiling and waving to herself.
Shen Moyu felt both helpless and happy. He was helpless because Su Jinning always did things he couldn't understand, sometimes good and sometimes bad. But he was also happy that his otherwise uneventful weekend had suddenly been adorned with some small decorations. From that day on, Shen Moyu suddenly felt that the familiar path home was no longer so boring. He would carefully notice the wildflowers blooming along the roadside, which trees were short and which were tall, he would be surprised to find that the roadside signs had been changed, and he would also find that the previously messy green belt had been tidied up.
Things were being added to the path without him even realizing it, just like someone suddenly standing beside him, who had always been empty.
"I've arrived." Shen Moyu glanced at the entrance of the residential area, then turned to look at Su Jinning, who had accompanied him all the way back.
"Okay." Su Jinning nodded, then said, "Go on, see you tomorrow." With that, he smiled, waved, and strode away.
Shen Moyu watched his departing figure. He never imagined that this pampered young master, who never lifted a finger, would actually squeeze onto the bus with him to pick him up from work. He also never imagined that Su Jinning, someone so incompatible with him, would one day become a part of his world.
It seems that everything was slowly getting better from the time he was unaware of it.
Shen Moyu turned and entered the residential area. Just as he was wondering what Xia Wei would cook for dinner tonight, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.
Shen Moyu turned her head, only to be met with a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
He froze, his eyes widening several times over as he stared intently at the person in front of him—Gu Junxiao.
"Damn it, how come Shen Moyu's phone is still in my hand?" Su Jinning looked at his phone with annoyance as he reached the intersection to hail a taxi. He suddenly remembered that Shen Moyu had handed it to him when he squatted down to tie his shoelaces, and he had forgotten to give it back to him afterward.
"Hiss." He pounded his head, which had been so stupid, and helplessly went back the way he came.
As soon as she stepped into the residential area, Shen Moyu and Gu Junxiao came into view. Without thinking, Su Jinning reacted quickly and hid behind a tree trunk.
"What are you doing here?" Shen Moyu looked Gu Junxiao up and down with a surprised expression.
"I, ah..." Gu Junxiao was a little flustered. He had practiced the words repeatedly in his stomach, but now he didn't know how to pronounce them.
He smiled to ease the awkwardness: "I found this wallet at the intersection of your neighborhood just now. I guessed it was yours, so... I brought it over." After he finished speaking, his hands trembled slightly as he handed the somewhat worn black leather wallet to Shen Moyu.
Shen Moyu stared at the wallet for two seconds, let out a sigh of relief, then took the wallet and said coldly, "Thank you." After saying that, he turned and left as if he didn't want to stay a moment longer.
"Hey... wait!" Gu Junxiao grabbed Shen Moyu's wrist quickly, his tone hurried.
They remained in that position for two seconds, one in front of the other. Shen Moyu's face had turned completely pale. He turned his head and looked at Gu Junxiao, who still seemed about to say something, and asked as calmly as possible, "Is there anything else?"
"Um..." Gu Junxiao stammered again, he always did this when he was nervous. He bit his lip to calm himself down and said, "If you're worried, check if any money is missing from your wallet."
Shen Moyu gritted her teeth, looked at Gu Junxiao's sincere expression, and perfunctorily took out her wallet and rummaged through it.
"I didn't expect you to still use this wallet. What a coincidence." Gu Junxiao was like a doctor performing surgery for the first time, so nervous that he forgot where to start the operation.
Shen Moyu stopped rummaging through his wallet and suddenly remembered that this black leather wallet was something he bought with Gu Junxiao at the memorial hall at the foot of the mountain during his first year of junior high school when he was afraid he wouldn't be able to carry enough money in his pocket. They had only known each other for a short time then, and it was the first gift Gu Junxiao had ever given him, as well as the first time in so long that someone had ever given him a gift.
He really liked it at the time, so he kept using it. Even now, because he's lazy, he hasn't changed it.
Shen Moyu's eyes narrowed, as if he had suddenly become calm, as if he had withdrawn from something. He slowly took out the money, and then unhesitatingly threw his wallet, which he had used for four years, on the ground. Ignoring the surprise of the person in front of him, he said indifferently, "Sorry, you may be mistaken. This money is mine, but the wallet is not."
Gu Junxiao stared at the wallet on the ground, as if he could see the bowl of fish balls that Shen Moyu had spilled that autumn. He dared not recall Shen Moyu's words just now, and silently lowered his head without making a sound.
"I'll be going now if there's nothing else." Shen Moyu didn't look at him again, put the money away and left.
Gu Junxiao stared blankly at Shen Moyu's departing figure, then steeled his resolve: "That day's events weren't what you think!" Afraid of missing the opportunity, he hurriedly ran forward a couple of steps.
Shen Moyu stopped in his tracks, and Su Jinning also froze behind the tree trunk. He had always suspected that the two of them might have had some past conflict. Su Jinning wasn't stupid; the cold expressions on their faces and the evasive looks in their eyes were all hinting at something.
He didn't have a penchant for eavesdropping on other people's secrets, but at this moment, he chose to lean against the tree trunk and listen quietly to the end.
"What does that look like?" Shen Moyu turned his head, his eyes instantly ignited with barely suppressed disgust and anger at these words.
Gu Junxiao dared not look him in the eye, but took two steps forward: "I didn't abandon you, I am..." He wanted to pour out the secret he had kept for almost two years, but the trust between them had long been broken, and no one would believe him.
Shen Moyu smiled coldly. Yes, Gu Junxiao certainly didn't abandon him, but she personally pushed him into the abyss.
Shen Moyu can no longer remember how cold that autumn was, but he will never forget it.
He could never forget that autumn day, with leaves falling and the stone path icy cold. He was pushed to the ground, the chill instantly enveloping him. He looked up, his gaze somewhat dazed, at the group of thugs who had surrounded him.
"What do you want to do?" Shen Moyu was a little scared, but she still grabbed Gu Junxiao's arm.
"What are you doing?" A blond-haired leader grinned mockingly, looking at the two men on the ground who looked like they'd fallen into a tiger's den. He shook his head: "You've done something disgusting and you're asking us what we're doing? Have you no shame?"
A burst of laughter suddenly came from behind him, piercing Shen Moyu's ears.
Shen Moyu was indignant and clenched her fist, shouting, "I told you we're not gay! Why are you treating us like this?"
But the thugs just thought his acting was too realistic. They exchanged glances, then laughed as if it were nothing.
The blond-haired leader slowly squatted down and gently patted Shen Moyu's cheek: "Hey, which one of you is the bottom? How's your job? I've never fucked a man before, want to give it a try? Huh?" The blond-haired man grinned lewdly, and the thugs behind him burst into laughter as if to applaud him.
Gu Junxiao shrank back, gripping Shen Moyu's hand tightly, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks.
The air around them was completely filled with their fervor, and Shen Moyu, blinded by anger, felt a tightness in her chest, making it hard to breathe.
Laughter mingled with unrestrained profanity, sharpening into a deadly sword that pierced him mercilessly…
A heavily tattooed thug behind them looked them up and down, and said with a mocking smile, "Need I say more? The one behind him is the bottom, right? Look how scared he is! Hey, putting everything else aside, it's definitely tighter than a woman's, it must feel amazing to fuck her."
"Is that even a question?"
"It's making me want to try it myself."
Hahahaha!