Eat chicken and eat the goddess

After going to the musical fountain in the square, Bai Hui knew it thoroughly, and Mu Ziyou's saying that she was afraid of pigeons was not an exaggeration at all.

Before getting out of the car, just looking at the pigeons flying around in the square not far from the car, Mu Ziyou looked like he was facing an enemy.

After she managed to pull Mu Ziyou out of the car, she dragged her to the bench beside the fountain, and took out the shredded buns that she bought specially to feed the pigeons.

In the end, just because a gray pigeon flew head-on into her hand, Mu Ziyou was startled, and accidentally pushed Bai Hui into the fountain, getting soaked all over.

The weather in the south is cold and humid, not to mention winter is coming soon, the cold wind in the late autumn is wrapped in a knife and penetrates the wet cloth like a knife, and the skin is painful when gouged out.

Mu Ziyou was taken aback, panicked and guilty at the same time, immediately took off his clothes and put them on Bai Hui, and dragged the pale Bai Hui back to school.

Because the square is closer to Bai Hui's home than the school, Bai Hui fortunately suggested that Mu Ziyou take her home to change her clothes before going back to school.

The place where Bai Hui lives is a high-end community in the city center, and most of the houses in it are single-family villas.

Although Mu Ziyou's family background is not bad, but compared with where Bai Hui lives, it is no wonder that he gave Mu Ziyou a bunch of handicrafts before he knew him for a long time. Without blinking.

At the gate of the community, Bai Hui got out of the car first. Mu Ziyou hurriedly cleared the place where Bai Hui was sitting, and then apologized to the uncle driver, and gave him a reasonable increase in the fare.

"I'm sorry, Master, my friend's clothes got wet, and I accidentally wet your seat just now. I'll give you a little extra fare, I hope you don't mind."

The driver brother understood Mu Ziyou very well, said nothing, and just charged the fare and left.

Bai Hui stood beside the security booth and waited for her. She didn't go in first, but she waited patiently for Mu Ziyou to get off the car while holding her arms trembling with cold.

Mu Ziyou trotted after getting off the car, ran to her side, reached out and touched the clothes on her body, it was cold and damp, she said anxiously.

"Why are you waiting for me, you go in first, it's so cold now, why do you have a cold?"

Bai Hui shook his head, a slight smile appeared on his pale and blue lips.

"Wait for you, if I go in first, you won't be able to get in."

The security of the community is very strict, except for the residents of the community, no one else can enter.

If Bai Hui went in first, even if she said hello, the security personnel might not let Mu Zi swim in.

The environmental infrastructure of the community is particularly good, the fountains, rockery, wooden chairs and gazebos, and the greening are particularly good.

Bai Hui led Mu Ziyou into the villa complex with ease, and then stopped in front of a two-story villa with a courtyard swimming pool.

Bai Hui opened the door and rushed upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, but only told Mu Ziyou to walk around casually, and everything in the living room could be used, so he went upstairs.

The villa of Bai Hui's family is very beautiful, the decoration style is cool and simple European style.

In front of the sofa in the living room on the first floor, there is also a big fireplace, and several paintings on the wall are written by a famous painter named by Mu Ziyou.

But she didn't know if it was the real thing or a fake.

But after thinking about it, Bai Hui's family can live in such a big house, so they probably wouldn't hang fake paintings in the living room.

Although Mu Ziyou felt that he had a good relationship with Bai Hui, and Bai Hui also asked her to move around freely, but Mu Ziyou was still a little cautious. He just looked curiously on the balcony, and then sat on the sofa.

Bai Hui stayed upstairs for a long time, and Mu Ziyou just sat on the sofa without moving for an hour.

Knowing that she finally heard the door open, when she looked up, she happened to see Bai Hui walking to the stairs.

Bai Hui just took a shower, wearing a white nightgown, his straight and slender calves were a little too white, and the corner of the nightgown was accidentally opened while walking, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

Mu Ziyou sat on the sofa and stared blankly.

After taking a hot bath, Bai Hui's pale face became much more rosy, and her long hair was tied up in a neat little ball behind her head. She smiled and leaned against the stairs, looking at Mu Ziyou with a sluggish face. , Lifting the corners of his lips into a smile.

"Aren't you thirsty, why don't you pour yourself a glass of water?"

Mu Ziyou shook his head to show that he was not thirsty, and bit his lip with concern.

"Bai Hui, it's so cold, put on your clothes, you'll catch a cold later."

Bai Hui glanced at Mu Ziyou with a smile that was not a smile, and walked downstairs with light steps.

"It's okay, it's a bit hot after taking a shower just now, I'll wear it when I go out later."

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Mu Ziyou stood up quickly, and before Bai Hui came down, he walked to the door first and asked in a low voice.

"Who is it please?"

There was no echo outside, Mu Ziyou turned his head to look at Bai Hui inquiringly.

Bai Hui frowned slightly, as if she had guessed who was outside the door, but after thinking for a moment, she nodded to Mu Ziyou to open the door.

Mu Ziyou got the response and opened the door.

Yan Qingsu was wearing a white shirt, a thin black windbreaker, and a pair of delicate silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was as beautiful and capable as ever.

It's just that the pale and beautiful face is slightly bleak.

When Mu Ziyou opened the door and met her eyes, the sadness in her eyes was reflected in Mu Ziyou's eyes.

Mu Ziyou froze in place almost at the same time, the first name flashed in his mind was Yan Qingsu, she is the sister-in-law of the senior, she is the elder, of course she can't be called elder sister, but she is Bai Hui's... The ex-girlfriend can't be called auntie, and Yan Qingsu looks so young, she will definitely be upset if she is called auntie.

After going through the title in his mind, Mu Ziyou let go of the doorknob, stepped aside stiffly, and called out politely.

"Yan... Hello, Miss Yan."

Yan Qingsu looked at her and didn't speak, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he was hurt or unwilling, the mixed eyes made Mu Ziyou a little vigilant.

Yan Qingsu, she must have misunderstood something.

"Miss Yan, no, I'm Bai Hui's classmate..."

Subconsciously, Mu Ziyou began to explain embarrassingly, but after explaining this way, he found that she seemed to be so emphatic that it would make Yan Qingsu misunderstand even more, so he simply closed his mouth after explaining, and turned his head and looked away as if asking for help. Bai Hui who went down the stairs.

But Bai Hui just looked at Yan Qingsu indifferently, and then walked over slowly.

A white and warm arm gently rested on her waist, and then the other hand followed suit. Bai Hui stuck to Mu Ziyou's back ambiguously, and hugged her waist from behind Mu Ziyou. , with a perfectly curved and pointed chin resting intimately on her shoulder.

Mu Ziyou's body suddenly stiffened like a stone, and she turned her head in disbelief to look at the white badge on her shoulder.

Bai Hui didn't look at her, but just looked at Yan Qingsu with sarcastic eyes.

Without saying a word, the three of them just stood quietly at the door.

Mu Ziyou, whose mind was in a mess, sensed Bai Hui's intention. She wanted to break free from Bai Hui, but Bai Hui's hands were tightly wrapped around her waist, preventing her from moving.

Mu Ziyou shook her head slightly, she looked up at Yan Qingsu, she parted her lips and still wanted to explain, but the weak trembling voice made people sound guilty.

"Miss Yan, that's not the case..."

The clean and transparent mirror seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and Yan Qingsu staggered back two steps in a daze, his thin body was like a fallen leaf trembling in the breeze, crumbling.

Mu Ziyou stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to support her, but Bai Hui's hand also lifted up, holding her hand tightly and forcing her to put it down.

Yan Qingsu managed to stand still, she took a deep breath, forced her trembling body to stand up straight, she suddenly smiled, her thin lips were drawn up, revealing a forced smile.

At this time, Yan Qingsu seemed to have finally remembered something, she regained what she had lost in front of Bai Hui, she stood stubbornly, the tears in her eyes rolled several times, but still did not shed.

The trembling voice pretended to be calm, but it sounded like a weeping bird's cry, and Mu Ziyou's blank brain was hit hard.

Yan Qingsu said.

"I get it, I get it."

In the end, she smiled at Bai Hui, mocking the sadness, she gave Mu Ziyou a faint look, then turned and left.

That thin and straight back was like a tight bowstring, as if it would break in the next second.

Mu Ziyou looked at Yan Qingsu's back as he left step by step, as if a heavy stone had been pressed on his heart, an unspeakable anger welled up in his heart.

Bai Hui didn't let go of the hand holding her until he could no longer see Yan Qingsu's back.

The person who had a relaxed smile just now seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength, and deep fatigue covered the clarity of his eyes.

"Ziyou, I'm sorry."

Bai Hui apologized to Mu Ziyou.

Mu Ziyou stood motionless with his back to her. He was always a person who smiled lightly, with a sad and angry expression on his face.

For the first time, Mu Ziyou spoke to Bai Hui with a cold tone.

"Bai Hui, I hate you."

Bai Hui's body trembled slightly, she looked at Mu Ziyou's back in some surprise, and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to hold something back.

But Mu Ziyou didn't look back, she raised her legs and ran out.

The cold wind outside the door blew into the living room, Bai Hui stood by the door in a thin nightgown, and there was no one in front of her.

She sighed softly, reaching out to hug herself.

"What an asshole."

I don't know who this sentence is talking about, maybe it's herself.

Mu Ziyou ran all the way out of Bai Hui's community, and the tears he had been holding back finally flowed down uncontrollably.

Bai Hui used her, used her to make Miss Yan give up.

But for such a thing, Bai Hui never asked her if she was willing to be used to hurt others together.

While crying, she looked around, trying to find Yan Qingsu.

She can't be used by Bai Hui to hurt Miss Yan like this, she must explain it clearly to Miss Yan.

She's just Bai Hui's friend.

It's just an empty road, except for a few passing cars, no one is there anymore.

Within a few minutes, Yan Qingsu seemed to have disappeared.

Mu Ziyou walked all the way, the tears on her face couldn't stop at all, she was wronged and sad, she felt like a bad person, a bad person who hurt others.

Just like this, she walked all the way crying and walked to the music fountain in the square. She walked around the group of pigeons flying around in the square, lowered her head and wiped her tears.

A car that turned suddenly followed her slowly, and then the closed windows were rolled down.

Yan Zhen sat in the driver's seat and leaned forward, looking at Mu Ziyou who was walking on the side of the road with his head bowed and crying, and called out to her in surprise.

"Ziyou?"

Mu Ziyou, immersed in a sense of guilt, vaguely heard someone calling her, with tears still on her long and thick eyelashes, she turned to look at the car beside her.

Then he saw Yan Zhen's familiar face.

She stopped, and instinctively wanted to wipe away the tears on her face, but when she saw Yan Zhen's concerned face, the tears that hadn't been wiped away gushed out again with a sore nose, and big teardrops slid down.

Seeing Mu Ziyou crying like that, Yan Zhen stopped the car, got out of the car and walked to Mu Ziyou's side, stretched out his hand to gently stroke Mu Ziyou's head, and asked gently and somewhat doubtfully.

"What's the matter, crying like this, is it being bullied?"

"Sister."

Mu Ziyou couldn't control it anymore, he rushed over and hugged Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen, who was defenseless when Mu Ziyou rushed over, was knocked back two steps, his collarbone was knocked by Mu Ziyou's teeth, and there was a sharp pain.

But she ignored the pain, just frowned slightly, then stretched out her hand to hug Mu Ziyou, stretching out her hand to gently stroke Mu Ziyou's back as if comforting.

Yan Zhen's consolation was extremely domineering.

"It's okay, I'm here, if someone bullies you, tell me, and I'll help you out."

Mu Ziyou nestled in Yan Zhen's arms and shook his head, the tears on his face rubbed against Yan Zhen's snow-white shirt.

She sniffled and apologized through a choked sob.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Yan Zhen was even more surprised by Mu Ziyou's apology. She didn't know why Mu Ziyou was sorry for her, but she still gently touched Mu Ziyou's back to calm her down.

"Stop crying, my dear."

The more gentle Yan Zhen was, the sadder Mu Ziyou felt. She hugged Yan Zhen tightly and choked with grievance.

"Sister, I can't find Miss Yan."