Xingyu Street

Mo Xiaoyu didn't move, he stood on the spot like a wooden stake, looked at the cake for a while, and Duan Xuyan for a while, then turned slightly to leave.

When Duan Xuyan saw him, he looked back at him, picked up the knife and fork that was on the side, forked a bright strawberry on top of the cake, and ate it into his mouth.

Mo Xiaoyu stopped when she was about to leave.

Duan Xuyan didn't look at him again, and started cutting the cake on his own. He cut the cake into small pieces and placed them on the plate, and then put them on the opposite side. He didn't eat the sliced ​​cake, but put the strawberry and Remove all the mangoes that have been cut into small pieces.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the feet in the slippers still standing still, so he had to cut out two more pieces of cake, then turned his head and waved to the clerks in the coffee shop, gesturing them to come and get them.

Two female shop assistants ran over happily, took the cake, thanked them, and then went back to the shop to share.

This scene fell into Mo Xiaoyu's eyes, and the expression on his face showed a little hesitation.

Duan Xuyan looked at the more than half of the cake that had been distributed, and seemed to feel very embarrassed, "If you can't finish eating, you have to throw it away."

After a while, the boy finally made some movement.

He moved towards Duan Xuyan slowly, very carefully, as if he turned his head and ran away if he found something was wrong.

Duan Xuyan patiently waited for him to move over slowly, but when the young man was three steps away from him, he suddenly stopped and couldn't move.

Duan Xuyan reached out to hold the cake, making a gesture to stand up, "I have no choice but to throw it away."

When Mo Xiaoyu heard this, he became anxious, and walked up to Duan Xuyan, shaking his hands left and right vigorously, with a clear voice, "Don't throw, don't throw, strawberries, cakes, don't throw..."

As soon as Duan Xuyan saw the eager and flustered expression on the young man's face, he regretted it in his heart. He put down the cake, "Okay, okay, I won't throw it away, I won't throw it away."

Mo Xiaoyu was still staring at the cake, muttering, "Don't throw it, don't throw it..."

"I don't throw it away." Duan Xuyan said softly. He was afraid of scaring the young people and moved back, keeping a safe distance for special people. You can eat."

Mo Xiaoyu glanced at Duan Xuyan hesitantly, and then moved his eyes away after only looking at each other.

Duan Xuyan could only lower his voice, "It's okay, let's eat."

He said the same thing four or five times before the boy was willing to sit, and his buttocks were only half-occupied.

Duan Xuyan moved the cake to his hand, carefully observed his expression, and passed the fork over, "Do you like strawberries?"

The boy took the fork, holding the fork firmly, lowered his head and did not speak.

Sensing his uneasiness, Duan Xuyan didn't talk to him anymore, took out her mobile phone and looked through Moments, as if she didn't care about the person sitting across from her.

This made Mo Xiaoyu heave a sigh of relief, after carefully peeking at Duan Xuyan a few times, he found that he was looking at the phone very seriously and didn't pay attention to himself, so he dared to eat the cake boldly.

In addition to the cake, the plate in front of him was piled full of strawberries and mangoes.

Mo Xiaoyu ate very carefully at first, but it didn't take long for him to let go and concentrate on eating.

Duan Xuyan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, seeing that he was still looking at the rest of the cake after eating the cake on the plate, so he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to gently move the rest of the cake to his hand.

The young man didn't show any reaction of surprise or discomfort, but just stared straight at the cake that came to him, glanced at Duan Xuyan, and then began to bury his head in eating.

Duan Xuyan guessed that he might be hungry. Except for the two pieces of the eight-inch cream fruit cake that were distributed to the clerk, the rest went into the boy's stomach.

Probably because of the cake, Mo Xiaoyu didn't show anxiety or vigilance towards Duan Xuyan anymore. He lowered his head and murmured his lips to thank him, but he opened his mouth and didn't speak yet. Duan Xuyan, who had been sitting silently opposite him, spoke first up.

"Is it tasty?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded.

"Do you like strawberries or cream cakes?"

Mo Xiaoyu showed a thoughtful expression, and then replied solemnly, "All, I like it."

Duan Xuyan also nodded solemnly, "My name is Duan Xuyan, what's your name?"

Mo Xiaoyu frowned slightly, her round almond eyes were big and bright, "Mo, Xiaoyu... it's raining."

"Oh." Duan Xuyan showed a suddenly realized expression, "It's raining rain."

Mo Xiaoyu nodded with a serious face.

The corners of Duan Xuyan's mouth couldn't stop rising, and his voice became softer and softer involuntarily, "Do you live here?"

He meant to ask Mo Xiaoyu if he lived in Xingyu Ancient Town, but Mo Xiaoyu turned his head and pointed to the green shade in the distance.

"With grandma."

Duan Xuyan looked in the direction he pointed, nodded, "You live with grandma."

Mo Xiaoyu nodded again with a serious face.

His appearance belongs to the very handsome type among men, his brows and eyes have the softness unique to the water town, but he may be because he is uneasy, so he always deliberately puts on a very serious expression, like a deterrent.

Duan Xuyan could probably guess that he would behave like this. His family members taught him that he was afraid that he would be bullied outside, so he asked him to use a fierce enough expression to scare people, but he might not be able to tell when it was necessary to use such a fierce expression. He has a fierce expression, so he can only keep a sullen face most of the time.

Duan Xuyan pointed to the woven bag at his feet, "Do you come out to pick up bottles every day?"

"Yes, sell for money."

Duan Xuyan noticed that there were traces of watercolor on his fingers just now, and asked softly: "Do you like painting?"

Probably because Mo Xiaoyu talked about his favorite topic, Mo Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and he almost couldn't maintain the serious expression on his face, "Drawing, I like it!"

Duan Xuyan picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, "What do you like to draw?"

Mo Xiaoyu watched him drink coffee, but did not answer.

Duan Xuyan thought that he might be thirsty, so he scanned the order code on the table with his mobile phone and ordered a cup of hot milk.

Not long after, the clerk came over with hot milk.

When he saw Mo Xiaoyu, the clerk was stunned, and then he brought the hot milk to the table nonchalantly, "Please use it slowly."

Mo Xiaoyu is considered a celebrity to Xingyu Ancient Town, because he has lived here since he was a child, and many people in the ancient town know him, know his specialness, and know that he doesn't like strangers getting too close to him.

So when he saw Mo Xiaoyu and Duan Xuyan sitting at the same table, the clerk didn't show his face but was very surprised.

After the clerk who brought the hot milk walked away, Duan Xuyan pushed the cup of milk towards Mo Xiaoyu.

"Is Xiaoyu thirsty?"

Mo Xiaoyu stared at the glass of milk, nodded, "Thirsty."

But even though he said that, he didn't touch the cup of hot milk with his hand, but lowered his head and began to pick out his pocket.

Duan Xuyan swore that he heard the sound of coins.

Then the next second, Mo Xiaoyu took out a handful of coins from his trouser pocket, ranging from a dollar to fifty cents, new or old, and dropped them on the table with a jingle.

Mo Xiaoyu carefully counted out five one-dollar coins, stacked one on top of the other, raised his head and asked Duan Xuyan, "Is it enough?"

Duan Xuyan shook his head, "If you give too much, two will do."

Mo Xiaoyu slowly took down three more coins, and pushed the remaining two to Duan Xuyan.

Duan Xuyan picked up the two coins with a smile, "Thank you Xiaoyu."

Mo Xiaoyu reached out to get the cup of hot milk, and still nodded seriously at Duan Xuyan, "You're welcome."

Duan Xuyan watched him sip milk, and suddenly said: "Actually, today is my birthday."

Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then turned around nervously and anxiously, not daring to meet Duan Xuyan's eyes, looking east and west, "Well, then, birthday, happy birthday, I wish you... happy birthday .”

Duan Xuyan: "Thank you, thank you Xiaoyu."

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly calmed down, stopped drinking the milk, and played with the glass with his fingers, "I, I will give you a gift, drawing."

Duan Xuyan understood, "You want to draw a picture for me as a birthday present?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded, "Tomorrow, for you."