his little warmth

Chapter 101 The young man's heart

In late autumn, the leaves all turn yellow and wither, and a cold wind blows in the air from time to time. The shadows of the trees along the road are whirling, and the layers of branches cast a bright moon shadow on the ground.

The night was hazy around him, but Jiang Nuanxing didn't feel cold.

She looked away at the bustling streets outside, shook his hand and urged.

"Then you should tell me quickly."

But as if Cheng Mu was afraid that she would be cold, he stretched out his hand to button up her cardigan.

Then he put his coat on her legs to cover up the girl's fluttering skirt and thin white legs.

Faced with her urging, he only responded casually, and his answer was extremely perfunctory.

"Actually, there is nothing to say. Zhuo Fan has finished everything for me.

"It must have been during the winter vacation last year. On my way to the bar, I happened to see that woman beating him."

"So I helped him, and then I took care of him a little bit in school."

"That's it, it's gone."

Jiang Nuanxing was stunned, secretly surprised.

Although Cheng Mu said it lightly, after witnessing the scene of Zhang Lizhen beating someone with his own eyes.

Jiang Nuanxing could also imagine what a terrible scene it was at that time.

She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and spoke as if in doubt.

"Cheng Mu, I have always felt that mother... is a very gentle character."

"But, is there such a mother?"

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing's mother died when Jiang Nuanxing was very young, so Jiang Nuanxing didn't have a deep understanding of her mother.

The only memory left is the photo of Jiang's mother placed in Jiang's father's room.

The woman in the photo has a beautiful and gentle smile.

It is as far away as the bright moon in the sky, but it feels like the warm and genial morning sunshine.

Jiang Nuanxing would sometimes stare at the photo frame in concentration, and then smile.

Although she has never experienced it, she knows that her mother is very gentle.

Even if they are not with each other, but the loved one has peace of mind.

Besides, except for the kidnapping accident, Jiang Sheng and Jiang Liu protected her very well, so Jiang Nuanxing grew up adhering to this concept.

Until...the farce happened today.

Jiang Nuanxing suddenly woke up.

Why, it seems, it turns out that the only one who is gentle is her mother?
So why is this happening.

Jiang Nuanxing didn't understand and was confused.

So she asked Cheng Mu, and seemed to be talking to herself between questions and answers.

"So there are mothers who are not gentle like this?"

Cheng Mu pursed his thin lips and paused slightly.

He lowered the smile in his eyes, held her hand tightly, and turned his head to look at her.

"Jiang Nuanxing."

This seemed to be the first time he called her by her full name, and his tone was very serious.

"If you feel that the world is not as beautiful as you imagined."

"do not be afraid."

"Let me protect you."

The young man's beautiful obsidian eyes stared at her intently.

The low, lazy and magnetic voice entered her ears unexpectedly, and her heart finally became confused.

He just wanted her to be the ivory tower princess.

This is the worry that belongs only to the young man, and it is also the young man’s unconditional commitment.

At this moment, Jiang Nuanxing's heartbeat was unsteady. She was stunned for a moment and was about to say something.
But the next second, the boy's warm embrace enveloped her.

The cold moon shadow spilled into the sleeves blown by the wind, leaving only the rustling sound of the wind. In the hazy shadow, dazzling lights lit up on the streets in the distance, and the light swayed slightly.

For a moment, Jiang Nuanxing felt as if she had fallen into a moonlit world full of beauty.

Jiang Nuanxing hugged him tightly, and for some reason, her eyes suddenly turned red.

She shook her head stubbornly, her heart trembling.

In fact, in her heart, the question she wanted to ask him more was.

Cheng Mu, what about you?

Why is it that only your grandpa comes to the parent-teacher conference?

Where are your parents?
What kind of people are your parents?
(End of this chapter)