Raise you just to eat you

The week of exams quickly slipped by, and after the last few days, all the students were like birds out of their cages, each flying faster than the other.

Because the time was too short, Lin Ting's little girlfriend's limited-edition bag still didn't make enough money in the end. Seeing Zhang He's disappointed expression, Lin Ting twitched his lips and didn't say anything.

Gu Xin has been staying in the hotel for the past few days, and the train tickets for them to go home have been booked early in the morning. The day before they left, Mu Qing called Du Liang.

Du Liang should be quite busy, even the secretary answered the phone, listening to the sweet voice of the little secretary over there, Mu Qing hung up the phone speechlessly.

The train booked a sleeper berth, because it would take one night, Mu Qing felt bored, so she climbed up early in the evening.

But in the middle of the night, he was woken up by the heating in the carriage. He opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly saw a little fluffy head in his arms.

Holding his breath in his throat, Mu Qing almost screamed out in fright, but luckily the person in his arms turned over, revealing his familiar little face.

"Lin Zi." Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him dumbfounded: "Why are you doing this in the middle of the night?"

"Can't sleep." Lin Ting shook his head, his hands under the quilt were still tightly hugging Mu Qing's waist: "Brother Mu..."

"What's the matter?" Mu Qing patted him on the head. They hadn't been this intimate since they were in their teens, so it was a bit awkward for him to be so close to Lin Ting all of a sudden.

Lin Ting blinked, and buried his head in his arms again: "I've been suffering from insomnia recently, and I can't sleep for two days a week."

"What's wrong?" Mu Qing was a little worried: "The insomnia is so severe? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Lin Ting shook his head, "I just can't sleep."

Mu Qing looked down at him: "How long has this insomnia lasted?"

"...It's almost three months..."

three months?Mu Qing frowned, reached out and pinched a handful of bones in his body: "How much do you weigh now?"

"I don't know." Lin Ting answered him listlessly.

Mu Qing stopped talking, looked up at the car wall above his head and fell into deep thought. Lin Ting had been having a hot fight with his little girlfriend during this time, and he never had a chance to ask him how he was doing.

This is all right, Du Liang has been away for almost three months, and this child has suffered from insomnia for almost three months. Sometimes, habits really make people not like themselves at all.

When they got off the train, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside. No matter how many times they set foot in this hometown where they were born and raised, they would always feel a sense of intimacy from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Ting didn't fall asleep again yesterday, so he dragged Mu Qing to chat with him for half the night, and they both looked listless when they got off the train.

A few people took a taxi again, and this was the real return home.

Grandma Su went to worship early in the morning, and happened to meet Mu Qing on the way back. The old man was so happy that she didn't even let his house back, and dragged her directly to her own house, even though the two families were only separated by a wall.

Mu Qing's luggage was just a backpack, and she threw it on the table and went directly to Su Xiaoyu's room.

It was cold outside, Grandma Su was afraid of freezing him, so she directly covered him with two thick quilts, the child blushed from the heat, and stretched out an arm dishonestly.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, as if the room was filled with the smell of Su Xiaoyu.

After not seeing him for a few months, the child seemed to have grown up a bit, and his face didn't look so childish anymore, his hair lay limply on his forehead, Mu Qing liked it, and stretched out his hand to gently brush it away.

"Xiaoyu..."