"Mu'er..."

Mu Muer was standing outside the door dripping wet, staring at the doorbell on the wall with her head drooping, when she heard Bai Yao calling him, she raised her head to look at him.

His expression suddenly became aggrieved, the corner of his mouth curled down, but he insisted on not making a sound. The little face was drenched by the rain, making it look even whiter and more fragile.

Bai Yao glanced at the street behind him, he was alone, Mu Yi was not there.

He came back alone.

Before Bai Yao had time to react, Mu Muer had already rushed forward a few steps. He ran too fast, didn't pay attention to his feet, tripped on the door frame, and threw himself into Bai Yao's arms.

"Yaoyao." Mu Mu'er hugged Bai Yao's waist tightly, buried her head on his chest, and rubbed her head lightly, her voice was soft, "Mu'er is back."

The boy's body was freezing cold from the rain. He was only wearing a thin T-shirt, the one he wore when he left in the morning, and it was all wet by now, and it was tightly attached to his body.

Bai Yao didn't dare to truly believe that his little sea otter had returned until he was covered with ice cold and the boy's furry head was pressed against his chest.

Bai Yao's clothes were also slightly wet by him, he pulled Mu Mu'er closer to him, and stroked his head soothingly. Mu Mu'er's soft and smooth hair was completely soaked and drooped softly, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead by the rain.

He shivered slightly from the cold, but when he raised his head, he still managed to smile at Bai Yao, wanting to tell him that he was very happy to see him.

Bai Yao was about to speak, but when he looked down, something caught his attention. His heart seemed to be entangled in thorns, and his whole body was numb with pain.

Mu Mu'er didn't even wear shoes, her feet were dirty, covered with mud and grass leaves, and her rolled-up trouser legs were also splashed with mud.

"Yaoyao, Muer said he came to look for it at night." Mu Muer buried her head in Bai Yao's arms again, and rubbed her face against his clothes contentedly, "It's late, um, late."

After that, he added cautiously: "I'm sorry."

The rain dripped from Mu Muer's body, Bai Yao rubbed his back twice, rubbed him into his arms, supported Mu Muer, and hugged the boy directly.

Mu Muer didn't resist at all, her legs climbed up Bai Yao's waist, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and she hung herself on him.

Bai Yao carried him into the house, and drops of water fell on the floor, spreading from the door to the stairs.

For the first time in his life, he felt so powerless. The person he wanted to protect the most in the world came to him barefoot in the rain at four o'clock in the morning, but he didn't know it.

When going upstairs, Bai Yao stroked Mu Muer's back over and over again, and rubbed his hair twice, and the boy curled up in his arms obediently, motionless. Both of them were wet, Bai Yao shared the same coldness with him, and tightly protected Mu Mu'er in front of him.

After entering the bathroom, Bai Yao asked Mu Muer to sit on the edge of the bathtub, took off his clothes first, and took two large towels, one for him to dry and the other for him to wrap.

He rubbed Mu Muer's arm twice, and asked him, "Is it cold?"

Mu Muer shook her head slightly, looking at Bai Yao with unconcealable happiness in her eyes, it seemed that if she was a little happier, he could hum a little tune directly.

Bai Yao squatted down in front of him, held Mu Muer's ankle, lifted his foot, and placed it on his knee. The boy's ankles are also so skinny that he can almost wrap them around with one hand, like the slender claws of a little sparrow.

Bai Yao washed Mu Mu'er's feet with a water basin, only to find that there were several small wounds on the soles of his feet, from which a few drops of blood oozed out. Fortunately, the scabs had stopped bleeding now.

After walking so far on the gravel road with bare feet, it is fortunate that he did not suffer more serious injuries.

With such a heavy rain, Mu Mu'er didn't know to wait until tomorrow to come back, and it was so late, what to do if she got lost, what to do if she bumped her head again.

Bai Yao clenched his teeth tightly, and then swallowed back the sentence "Why don't you even wear shoes" mixed with a little anger, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Muer shook her head, looked at Bai Yao's face and whispered, "It doesn't hurt."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, and then said: "Brother will hear you when you put on your shoes. Mu'er doesn't want my brother to hear it, and he won't let Mu'er come to Yaoyao."

He is used to being hurt, he doesn't feel pain, maybe the people who feel sorry for him will hurt more than him.

The wound touched the dirty ground outside, and it must be disinfected with iodine to prevent infection. Bai Yao warmed Mu Muer's feet in his arms for a while, got up and went out, "Muer, wait for me, okay?"

He waited for Mu Muer to nod in agreement before going out.

When Bai Yao took the first-aid kit from under the TV cabinet in the living room, he saw Mu Mu'er standing on her injured foot, with one hand propped on the countertop of the sink, staring at the door anxiously.

"Why are you standing up?" Bai Yao's heart tightened, and he walked forward quickly, holding Mu Mu'er's arm and making him sit still without moving.

"Yaoyao is gone, Mu'er is looking for..." His voice was aggrieved, the ending sank, and he fell silent before he finished speaking.

Bai Yao didn't speak, rubbed his head, took out iodophor from the first aid kit, sat cross-legged on the ground, and put Mu Mu'er's feet back into his arms.

He didn't know if the wound would sting him so much that he didn't even dare to look up at Mu Muer's eyes, for fear that there would be tears in his eyes. After treating the wound and putting on the Band-Aid, Bai Yao raised his eyes, but saw the satisfied smile in Mu Muer's eyes.

Seeing Bai Yao raised his head, he smiled a little more, and called his name in a low voice: "Yaoyao~"

At some point, Mu Muer pulled up the towel and put it on her head, her face was squeezed into the big fluffy towel, making it soft and lovely.

Mu Muer didn't cry out in pain, and looked at Bai Yao with trust and dependence in her eyes.

"Why did Mu'er come here alone?" Bai Yao gently rubbed Mu Mu'er's leg, trying to warm him up, "Where's brother?"

Mu Muer shook her head: "Don't tell my brother, my brother won't let Mu'er come to look for her. Mu'er came here by herself, looking for Yaoyao."

"Mu'er remembers the way home." His eyes were shining, waiting to be praised.

"Next time..." Bai Yao blurted out, but after two words, his voice stopped abruptly.

He wanted to tell himself next time that he couldn't run around in the rain, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Will there be a next time?

Mu Mu'er didn't notice Bai Yao's thoughts at all, her eyes were filled with the joy of being back by his side. He liked everything in the bathroom, picked up Bai Yao's bottle of citrus and lemon shower gel beside the bathtub, squeezed a small amount in his hand, and rubbed it to create a hand full of foam.

This kind of shower gel smells familiar to him, and he didn't have this kind of shower gel when he took a shower at the Muyi Hotel at night. It smelled like lavender, which he didn't like.

He also cried secretly, but he didn't dare to let Mu Yi see, he wiped away his tears before going out from the bathroom, but he decided to run back to look for Bai Yao on his own.

Mu Muer and Bai Yao walked the route from Zhennan to the restaurant countless times, and he knew the way.

After treating the injury on his foot, Bai Yao took a dry towel and wiped off the wet drops on his leg. His gaze moved upwards, but his movements suddenly stopped.

Mu Mu'er's right knee was scratched, and the place where the bone protruded was bruised, a small piece was bruised, and blood was oozing out.

"I fell down..." Seeing that Bai Yao didn't speak, Mu Mu'er took the initiative to explain, "It doesn't hurt. Mu'er got up and blew on herself, and it didn't hurt anymore."

He still had the foam of the shower gel in his hands, and his hands were spread out on his thighs, with **** of white bubbles in his palms.

"...Yaoyao, can you please blow it up." The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, and a little light pink appeared on the tips of her ears.

Having lived together for such a long time, Mu Muer seldom took the initiative to act like a baby or begged for comfort. If there was something uncomfortable or unhappy, he was more used to coaxing himself, just coaxing him would be fine.

But he managed to come back today, he didn't want to coax him, he wanted Bai Yao to coax him.

Mu Muer blushed after she finished speaking, and looked down at the soap bubbles in her hand.

Bai Yao was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak, squatted in front of him, grabbed Mu Mu'er's hand and rubbed it on his chest twice. The shower gel rubbed onto his hands, and the scent of citrus and lemon permeated between the two of them.

This little comfort is enough for Mu Muer, he is not greedy, he is satisfied when he sees Bai Yao happy to see him.

The scraped skin on the knee was not serious, basically there was no bleeding, Bai Yao still applied iodophor and put on a Band-Aid.

Mu Mu'er got caught in the rain, but Bai Yao didn't even dare to take a hot bath for him, for fear that the wound would get wet. He could only moisten a towel with hot water to wipe the boy slightly and warm his cold body a little.

The wound didn't hurt anymore, and his body was dried, Mu Muer started to feel sleepy, he yawned, and looked longingly at the big bed in the bedroom from the bathroom door.

"It's late, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep." Mu Mu'er couldn't wait for Bai Yao to say anything, and announced on her own initiative.

His foot was injured, Bai Yao originally planned to carry Mu Muer to the bed, but the moment he turned around to get him his pajamas, the boy had already stood up by himself, and trotted out of the bathroom.

Bai Yao didn't stop Mu Muer after calling him.

The quilt on the bed was still lifted, and Bai Yao didn't make it up when he got out of bed and went to the living room. Without hesitation, Mu Muer ran over in two or three steps, plunged into the bed, arched into the quilt, found a comfortable position like a puppy, and curled up into a small ball.

He was still wearing a towel, and rubbed his head under it twice. When he saw Bai Yao bring his pajamas, he simply hid his head under the towel, pretending that he was not at home.

Bai Yao wanted to tell him to be careful of the wound, but Mu Mu'er had already wrapped herself into a ball, with only one arm exposed, stretching it out for Bai Yao to come and hold her hand.

When Bai Yao walked over, Mu Muer aggressively pulled his whole arm into her arms, and climbed half of her body on it. Bai Yao covered him with a quilt, stroked his hair, and felt relieved to make sure it was completely dry.

It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and Mu Mu'er was so sleepy, she groaned something, and fell asleep in less than a minute.

Bai Yao was close, and heard Mu Muer's voice, "Good night, Yaoyao".

He got into bed himself, lay down beside him, held him with one hand, and snored slowly and skillfully on his back with the other hand.

At five o'clock in the morning, Bai Yao didn't feel sleepy at all, he opened his eyes and looked at the boy beside him.

"Why aren't you afraid?" Bai Yao asked him in a very soft voice, the fingertips on Mu Mu'er's back trembling slightly.

It was still raining outside, and the sound of raindrops on the cobblestones was deafening, and the occasional tree branches were blown against the windows by the wind.

Bai Yao clearly remembered what happened the last time it rained so heavily. Mu Muer was so frightened by the thunder and the wind that day, she hid in the corner between the cabinet and the wall and refused to come out. He turned into a snow leopard to coax the boy good.

this time…

How dare he come looking for him alone in the dark night in the rain.

The hotels in Qiaohai Town are all in the south of the town, close to the market, not close to Bai Yao's restaurant at all. He came to look for him from such a far place alone in the rain, just because he remembered that he would come back at night .

Bai Yao carefully pulled Mu Mu'er's arm into his embrace, and lightly touched his forehead with his lips.

He rested his chin on the top of Mu'er's head, and murmured vaguely: "Can you please not leave this time, you are gone, what should I do?"

Mu Muer slept soundly and didn't hear her at all, but subconsciously moved a little closer to Bai Yao, her face almost buried in his chest.

Bai Yao was very close, and when he slightly lowered his head, he could see Mu Mu'er's slightly curly eyelashes, which were as soft as cicada's wings.

He couldn't help thinking again.

Such a well-behaved boy, if only his.

If he still can't stay in the end, Bai Yao wants to keep everything about him in his mind, eyelashes, cheeks, hair, and...

lips.

Watching and watching, Bai Yao moved forward in a strange way, his Adam's apple rolled, and he almost held his breath. But at the moment when his lips were about to stick, the sound of an engine came from the street outside.

The car lights swayed through the window, lighting up the room for a moment, and the sound of tires rolling over the gravel road was mixed with the sound of rain, which was a little vague.

Bai Yao woke up like a dream.

What the **** is he doing...

Under the pattering rain, there was the sound of the car door opening. He closed his eyes and reacted for a few seconds, his expression slightly cold.

Then Bai Yao put that kiss on the back of Mu Muer's hand, extremely softly, and whispered in his ear: "I'll be right back."

After finishing this, Bai Yao let go of Mu Muer's hand, got up and went downstairs.

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Thank you for your starfish~ It’s full 2000 again!

But I was a little sick, and my head was not feeling well. The latter chapter was relatively long, and I almost didn't finish it.

Remember the treasures, I will give you a double update tomorrow!

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