his little warmth

Chapter 80 I just take care of you

After school in the afternoon.

The afterglow of the setting sun is soft and bright, the autumn wind blows the thick cloud-covered sky, and the setting sun falls through the gorgeous gaps between the clouds, and the city seems to be covered with a layer of hazy and warm light.

The intersection in Huating District is being expanded, and strong lighting lights add another color to the glow.

Cheng Mu called a taxi to stop at the intersection and went back with Jiang Nuanxing on his back.

A few hundred meters away, the boy's steps were steady and strong, unaffected by the sound of machines running in the distance.

Instead, Jiang Nuanxing helped him cover his ears, with a soft white hand that smelled faintly of medicine.

"Cheng Mu." Halfway through, she suddenly called him, complaining in a dull tone.

"Don't be so cruel in the future."

"what?"

Jiang Nuanxing raised her eyebrows at him and asked in confusion.

She moved closer to his ear, opened the slit in her palm, and a bit of cold wind flowed into the air and passed over the wound, causing a slight sting.

"Let me tell you, you were so cruel just now, don't be like this again."

Cheng Mu paused, his Adam's apple rolled, and asked, "Who told them to bully you?"

This time it was Jiang Nuanxing's turn to be silent. She put her small chin on the boy's shoulder and hugged him tightly with her hands.

"But, I don't think Mr. Ye did it on purpose."

"Human nature is good, and most people who do bad things must have a reason behind them."

"Not everyone is going to be a bad person."

Listening to her innocent tone, Cheng Mu laughed in vain.

Jiang Nuanxing's meaning was vague, but he understood it all at once.

Cheng Mu raised his eyes and stared straight ahead, the street lights had already been turned on, the incandescent lights were dim and bright, and the lights were just at night.

He spoke calmly, and his magnetic voice seemed to be floating in the wind.

"Perhaps you're right. Not everyone is a bad person, but just now I didn't speculate on the evil of human nature. I was just discussing the facts."

"I believe people are inherently good, but I also believe kindness is a choice."

"There are so many people in this world, I only need to take care of you."

The evening breeze blew across the young man's quiet profile, and his black hair clung to his fair forehead, adding a touch of madness.

Her soft hair was also floating in the air, and their thoughts had never been so similar.

Jiang Nuanxing was startled, then involuntarily raised his eyebrows.

He seems to have always been like this. When he talks about truth, he is calm and gentle, but his faith is unwavering.

"Who let you care?" Jiang Nuanxing couldn't help teasing him.

"Huh? Then do you still want others to take care of you?" Cheng Mu's tone was very domineering.

Jiang Nuanxing lay on his shoulder and snickered softly.

The roar of the machines outside was getting farther and farther away, and a light golden crescent moon poked out from the dark clouds, confined to a space on the street, where young lovers whispered to each other in the wind.

Suddenly, a beam of shining car lights illuminated the street.

The expensive black car drove straight past, then suddenly braked and stopped in front.

Cheng Mu's expression remained unchanged and he stepped forward steadily, but Jiang Nuanxing's eyes were stunned, and a suspicion arose in his heart.

When his eyes fell on the familiar license plate number and his suspicion was confirmed, Jiang Nuanxing panicked for a moment.

She patted his shoulder, her soft voice mixed with a hint of anxiety.

"Cheng Mu, put me down quickly, that car is..."

But it seems too late.

I saw only one person getting out of the car.

The exquisite suit is well cut, and his eyebrows are gentle and straight. Time has caused wrinkles at the end of his eyes, but it only adds to the maturity of a middle-aged man. The elegance of his youth can be vaguely seen in the way he raises his hands and moves.

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to ask Jiang Nuanxing what was going on with him.

Jiang Nuanxing's weak voice rang out in the air.

"dad."

(End of this chapter)