The time of the city

Chapter 250 Being Friends

"I said I liked you at the factory before, just to encourage you to live. I have always regarded you as a friend. He Cheng, you must take good care of yourself now. Once you recover, you can find your own happiness."

"He Cheng, as a friend, I sincerely hope that you can live a happy life."

Xiao Hecheng's eyes gradually dimmed, the glint of light shattering in an instant. He raised his head and forced a smile: "Xiaoyu, I just want you to be happy. If my feelings have burdened you, I apologize."

After that, the two fell silent. The ward was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. It was not until Mo Yu turned and left that Xiao Hecheng murmured softly, "It's good to be friends."

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On the day of the surgery, Ni Jiamu and Lin Xiao accompanied Mo Yu to the operating room. Mo Yu's hands trembled with nervousness, and her voice tinged with tears: "Brother, Xiao Xiao, I'm scared."

Ni Jiamu reached out and pinched Mo Yu's face, gently comforting her, "Don't be afraid, we will always be here to protect you."

Two hours later, the operation was successfully completed, and Mo Yu was wheeled into the ward. Ni Jiamu brought a bowl of steaming hot bone soup and handed it to Mo Yu: "Come, drink some quickly to replenish your body."

Lin Xiao came closer, sniffed hard, and joked, "Brother Jiamu's soup is so fragrant. I can smell it from far away. It's a pity that I don't get any."

Ni Jiamu glanced at Lin Xiao and said unhappily, "It's good that you know. If you want to drink it, ask Qiao Mu to make it for you."

Lin Xiao snorted twice, then threw herself into Mo Yu's arms and acted coquettishly, "Brother Jiamu is so stingy. Xiaoyu, the doctor said you'll be able to walk soon, and then you'll be able to walk as fast as me."

Midway through, Ni Jiamu went out to take a phone call and returned with a terribly grim expression. "My people went looking for Song Fei based on the information Xiao Hecheng provided, but found nothing. After the kidnapping, Song Fei's information was deleted, and now even Xiao Hecheng doesn't know what name she's using. We went to their previous house in City C, but couldn't find any trace of her."

Lin Xiao stamped her feet in anger and gritted her teeth, saying, "This Song Fei is too cunning! If I can't find her, I will keep looking for her and bring her to justice."

In the days that followed, life was as peaceful as water. Moyu rested at home to recover from her leg injury, and Ni Jiamu, apart from work, spent all his time taking care of Moyu.

That day, Mo Yu excitedly rushed to Lin Xiao, shook her right leg vigorously, and shouted, "My leg is healed!"

Lin Xiao also became happy and said with a smile: "Xiao Hecheng has recovered well. He is doing rehabilitation exercises every day. It won't be long before he can walk like a normal person."

Mo Yu's eyes lit up and she said, "I want to go see him."

The two of them arrived at the hospital. Xiao Hecheng was concentrating on rehabilitation in the rehabilitation room. When he saw Mo Yu walk in, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but more of it was joy. "Xiao Yu, your leg is healed!"

Mo Yu smiled and nodded: "Soon you will be like me."

Mo Yu accompanied Xiao Hecheng to complete his rehabilitation and returned to the ward together. Mo Yu took out the ring she had dug out in the maple forest from her bag and handed it to Xiao Hecheng: "Hecheng, this is back to you."

The color drained from Xiao Hecheng's face, and his eyes were even colder than the night. He pushed Mo Yu's hand holding the ring back and said, "Since I gave it to you, there's no reason to take it back. Xiao Yu gave you the ring for no other reason."

He raised his eyelashes, his dark eyes still gleaming with tenderness as always. "Rings can be given between friends."

"Hecheng, this ring is too valuable. I can't accept it. I'm sorry." Mo Yu insisted on stuffing the ring into Xiao Hecheng's hand, turned around and ran out of the ward.

Xiao Hecheng looked at the empty ward. The ring in his hand seemed to still retain the warmth of Mo Yu's palm. He murmured to himself, "Mom, my beloved girl doesn't want my ring."

After Mo Yu left the hospital, she received a call from the hospital that night saying Xiao Hecheng was missing. As Mo Yu was about to go to the hospital, the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Mo Yu, Xiao Hecheng is here with me." Song Fei's voice was cold and stiff on the other end of the phone.

Mo Yu felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of her heart, her face flushed instantly: "Why did you take him away? He's still receiving treatment!"

Song Fei turned a deaf ear to Mo Yu's questions and, in a cold tone, gave out a string of addresses, telling Mo Yu to go to the appointment alone at 10 o'clock tomorrow afternoon and not to call the police. Then she hung up the phone without waiting for Mo Yu's reply.

When I called again, the number was no longer in service.

Mo Yu clutched her phone tightly and paced back and forth in the room, various speculations flashing through her mind like a kaleidoscope.

Outside the window, the branches were shaking wildly in the wind, making a creaking sound, as if telling an ominous omen. Mo Yu couldn't sleep all night.

As the agreed time approached, Mo Yu sent a scheduled text message to Ni Jiamu, telling him to call the police if she didn't contact him by 11:00 am.

The agreed location was a remote, unfinished building, surrounded by weeds and garbage, and a foul stench. The building's exterior was covered in moss, with large chunks of paint peeling off, as if it would collapse at the slightest gust of wind.

Mo Yu stood downstairs, looking up at the top floor, and counted about ten floors. At this time, Song Fei received a text message on her phone: Come to the top floor.

As soon as she stepped into the building, a mixture of rotten and damp smells hit her in the face, and a gust of cold wind blew into her back. Mo Yu shivered, hugged her arms tightly, and quickened her pace to climb to the top floor.

Finally reaching the top floor, Mo Yu was exhausted and panting. She supported her knees with her hands and gasped for breath.

Looking up, Song Fei was sitting leisurely on a chair, crossing her legs and drinking milk tea, her high heels swinging casually.

Xiao Hecheng was tied to a stool on the edge of the rooftop, his eyes closed and his face pale. The stool was half hanging outside the rooftop, fixed precariously by three ropes. If one of them broke, the stool would lose its balance and Xiao Hecheng would fall.

Mo Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, cold sweat instantly soaked her back, and she roared hysterically at Song Fei: "You tied He Cheng in such a dangerous position, are you crazy? What on earth do you want to do!"

Song Fei stood up and casually threw the milk tea cup down from the top floor. The sound of the cup hitting the ground could be clearly heard.

She stepped in high heels and walked in front of Mo Yu with a strange smile on her face. "Don't scream. Xiao Hecheng took sleeping pills and is asleep. If you scream, my hand will shake and I will cut the rope with a knife. The sound of Xiao Hecheng falling to the ground will be even louder than this."