Xingyu Street

The wonton shop that Duan Xuyan brought Mo Xiaoyu to was outside the ancient town of Xingyu, so after receiving Mo Xiaoyu, he had to return to the ancient town of Xingyu, walk across the stone bridge, and go out from the main entrance of the ancient town.

There are many eateries outside Xingyu Ancient Town on both sides of the street. There is a wonton shop that is a husband and wife shop. It is said that it was inherited from parents. It has been open for many years and I also know Mo Xiaoyu.

The shrimp and three delicacies wonton in the store is the signature dish, Mo Xiaoyu's favorite, Duan Xuyan first ordered the two largest bowls, then picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water for Mo Xiaoyu, and then poured another glass for everyone along the way. Wen Lin who didn't say much.

"Wen Lin, what would you like to eat?"

Wen Lin glanced at Mo Xiaoyu who was sitting next to him, "Just be like you."

Duan Xuyan nodded and said to the boss, "One more bowl."

The wontons in the store are freshly wrapped and fresh. Before the boss cooked the wontons, Duan Xuyan looked at Xiaoyu who stopped drinking after only two sips of water, and asked, "Does Xiaoyu want to drink sweet soy milk?"

Mo Xiaoyu's taste is on the sweet side, and she has been "spoiled" by Duan Xuyan these days, so she is not very willing to drink tasteless water.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu nodding, Duan Xuyan got up without saying a word and walked out of the shop. Opposite the wonton shop, there is freshly ground soybean milk, which is fragrant and thick.

As soon as Duan Xuyan left, Wen Lin first glanced at Mo Xiaoyu, who was following Duan Xuyan, then turned his head and saw that the person had already crossed the road, so he turned back, his eyes and expression were much lighter than before, and he spoke directly without saying a word. Staring at Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu's mind was delicate and sensitive, and he noticed that the person sitting across from him was unhappy almost instantly. Although he didn't know why, Mo Xiaoyu also had a serious face.

Wen Lin and him looked at each other for a while, then took a sip of water from the cup on the table as if nothing had happened, and said to Mo Xiaoyu in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are so cunning."

How could Mo Xiaoyu understand what you meant by your really slippery feet, but he had an intuition that it was not a good word, so he frowned and retorted, "Xiaoyu's feet are not slippery!"

When Wen Lin saw his bewildered and innocent appearance, he became angry, his heart throbbed with anger, he was so cunning!She actually knows to use Duan Xuyan to soften her heart!Let Duan Xuyan be so gentle to him!It's almost obedient!He was the one who came first!Why doesn't this person know to come first, first come first?Isn't this what you should know from birth? !

Wen Lin's voice was cold and fierce, "I tell you, Duan Xuyan is not yours alone."

Mo Xiaoyu understood what he said, and was not happy anymore. He opened his mouth and nodded, "Yes, yes."

How could it not be?Duan Xuyan is with him every day, picking up bottles, playing together, and taking walks with him. They spend a lot of time doing many things together every day, just like when grandma was still by his side, she only treats him alone Well, grandma is his own grandma, and that Duan Xuyan is also his own Duan Xuyan.

Wen Lin deliberately wanted to bully him, "No!"

"Yes!" Mo Xiaoyu frowned tightly.

"What is it?" Duan Xuyan asked curiously when he heard Mo Xiaoyu talking when he came back from buying soymilk.

Seeing that Duan Xuyan came back, Mo Xiaoyu seemed to have found his backbone, and anxiously pulled Duan Xuyan's arm, as if to confirm with him, "Xuyan belongs to Xiaoyu, a good friend, a good friend."

The word "good friend" is also particularly accented.

Duan Xuyan nodded, inserted a straw into the soy milk cup, and handed it to him, "Yes, good friend."

Seeing that Duan Xuyan was right, Mo Xiaoyu immediately raised his chin, and turned to look at Wen Lin proudly.

Wen Lin only felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, talking to the chicken and the duck, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't understand what he meant at all. At this moment, he finally realized how absurd and naive it was for him and Mo Xiaoyu to care about this matter.

No matter how nice Duan Xuyan is to Mo Xiaoyu, it doesn't mean that. They will never be together. Why is he jealous?What's there to be jealous about?Mo Xiaoyu can't even be considered a normal person, he will never have a chance.

Thinking of the pain and depression in Wen Lin's heart, he relaxed a little, and perfunctory Mo Xiaoyu with a half-hearted smile, "Yeah, good friend, good friend."

Mo Xiaoyu snorted a little, and it was wrong to say that it was humming, because he didn't have that momentum, and it didn't seem like he was unhappy or dissatisfied, but more like his nose was uncomfortable.

At this time, the boss brought three big bowls of wontons, and Mo Xiaoyu's attention was directly diverted.

Duan Xuyan gave him the chopsticks and spoons that had been soaked in hot water, and said softly: "Be careful of burning, blow it before eating."

Mo Xiaoyu hummed twice, concentrating on eating the bowl of wonton that was bigger than his face.

Wen Lin was not very interested in wontons, he didn't like eating them very much, after a few mouthfuls he remembered to ask Duan Xuyan, "Senior, do you have an idea when to go back?"

Duan Xuyan was wiping the sweat off Mo Xiaoyu's forehead with a paper towel. The shop was too hot, and the fan was blowing from side to side, and the wind was also hot.

Hearing Wen Lin's words, Duan Xuyan answered a little absent-mindedly, "It hasn't been decided yet, and I will probably stay for a few more days."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and noticed that the people at the next table had finished eating and left, and there was only their table of guests left in the store for the time being. After getting the boss's consent, Duan Xuyan temporarily aimed the fan nailed on the wall at their table .

Duan Xuyan sat outside for fear that he would be out of the wind, and then said to Wen Lin: "The company has Hengxin, so it doesn't matter if I'm there or not."

Wen Lin looked at Mo Xiaoyu who was sitting across from him and buried the two lettuces in the bowl under the wontons thinking that no one knew about it. Just as he thought his deceitful behavior was funny, Duan Xuyan who was sitting beside him also saw it.

But he didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and shouted, "Xiao Yu."

Mo Xiaoyu paused when he buried the lettuce, and took a peek at him, then obediently took out the two lettuces that had just been buried, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Wen Lin frowned. He felt that Duan Xuyan didn't set a time to go back because of Mo Xiaoyu.

It was Mo Xiaoyu who left him behind.