I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 94

Before going out, Jiang Mo put Song Cheng's own thick coat on top of the sweater. The weather outside was not very good, and he was afraid that she would catch a cold.

Song Cheng looked down at the baggy black clothes, raised her head and asked him, "Why do you wear your coat for me?"

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and laughed helplessly, "The weather was fine yesterday, you came out wearing a sweater."

"There is no sun today, and the weather has cooled down again. You still wear a sweater, so you don't freeze to death?"

Then he lowered his head and helped her tidy up the hat of the sweater wrapped in the coat, and said while tidying up: "So, I can only wear my clothes."

Song Cheng's head was on his chest, she could hear his heart beating very fast, thumping.

"Oh, that's fine." She didn't expose him, just listening to his heartbeat, which gradually changed from fast to steady.

When he went out, he carried the camera on his back, brought a bottle of water, and put her medicine in his pocket.

He turned off the sound of Song Cheng's mobile phone and put it in another drawer of the computer desk.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and the two of them went out to eat something on the commercial street next door, and then went shopping again.

As soon as he got out of this street, Song Cheng shrank, grabbed Jiang Mo's clothes and tugged, and squatted directly on the ground.

"Come out tomorrow, okay? There's no sun today..." In fact, she just didn't want to leave, and she lost a little mobility.

Jiang Mo turned around and watched her bury her head between her legs, his eyes turned to the camera on his waist, and he took it off.

"Cheng Zi, look up at me." He called out to her.

After two seconds, Song Cheng raised his head and looked up at him.

"Crack~"

Jiang Mo captured this photo with his camera, then walked up to Song Cheng, squatted down, and showed her the photo.

"Look, how cute." He smiled in her ear.

Song Cheng tilted her head to look at the photo in the camera, and wanted to cry inexplicably. The self in the photo was not good-looking at all, and she didn't know where Jiang Mo could tell that she was good-looking.

It's terrible, she can't control her emotions a little bit.

"Huh..." She took a deep breath and stood up beside him, with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Why don't we go back? I'll go back and take some medicine before I come out." As she was speaking, she turned around and wiped away her tears with her hands behind her back.

It's really inexplicable, she thought so, and said to herself several times in her heart, "hold back, hold back, hold back!"

Jiang Mo stood up, knowing that she had started again, silently took out the medicine from his pocket, poured the dose on the lid, and the bottle of undrinked water.

"Just finished breakfast, take your medicine." He pretended not to know, and called her behind her.

Song Cheng bit her lips tightly, took several deep breaths, and made sure that the tears would no longer fall, so she turned around and nodded.

Jokingly said to Jiang Mo: "I didn't expect you to bring this medicine, I thought... it's nothing."

She took the cap of the medicine bottle, and Jiang Mo handed her the opened water. Song Cheng didn't even look at the medicine, and just took a gulp, and drank the water.

Right now, she seems a little unstable.

At the intersection of the commercial street, people were entering one after another. She didn't want others to see a lunatic crying madly in a crowded place.

It's just ridiculous.

The palms of Song Cheng's clenched hands were sweating profusely, and they were greasy. She opened her hands to let the wind dry the sweat from her palms.

In the next second, Jiang Mo took her hand, wiped the sweat off her palm with a tissue, and said to her, "Let's go back."

"..."

She didn't answer him.

It was obvious that Jiang Mo was doing it for her, but she was like a waste, unable to do anything, too failed, too failed.

"I'm sorry." Song Cheng withdrew her hand, why did it happen every time, she obviously didn't want to.

It started again, and every time she got sick, she couldn't help hurting the people closest to her.

This time, Jiang Mo didn't let her go, he pulled back her hand and held it tightly, "Come home with me, you can't push me away this time."

He touched her head and called her again, "Cheng Zi, look up at me."

Song Cheng's whole body was trembling, and she couldn't help crying in a crowded place.

"No...not good...sorry..." She choked up and shook her head, "I'm sorry...my fault."

Song Cheng started to apologize again, her heart was beating so fast, she couldn't breathe, she was really suffocating.

Gradually, there were onlookers around. They were discussing in a low voice, but they never dared to come over.

Before the crowd gathered, Jiang Mo reached out and put Song Cheng's sweater hat on her head.

"Little Chengzi." He called her softly, "Want some candy? I have a jelly here. Guess which hand the candy is in?"

He stretched out two hands and put them in front of Song Cheng, "You don't need to look up, just tell me which hand the sugar is in."

Song Cheng stopped sobbing, she still kept her head down, she couldn't breathe because the mask was so stuffy.

She raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face. She couldn't see anything clearly because her eyes were full of tears.

She raised her hand and pointed to his right hand with her index finger, "This... this..."

"Okay, let's take a look, what kind of candy will it be inside?" Jiang Mo opened his hand, and there was a small orange-like fudge in his hand, which was orange-flavored.

Song Cheng picked up the orange jelly candy from his hand, and tears flowed down again unconsciously.

Seeing this little orange, she didn't seem too sad, because it was so cute, she couldn't bear to eat it, and she was really healed.

"Where did you buy it?" She raised her head and asked him, her eyes were red and full of sadness, her eyes were swollen a bit, and even the mask was wet a lot.

Jiang Mo took off her mask, and the area where her face was covered by the mask was wet and hot. He wiped her dry before returning to her: "I bought it inside, I bought a lot."

He took out a new mask, tore off the transparent plastic packaging, and put the mask on her.

"Why don't you eat this little orange?" Jiang Mo tidied up the old masks, paper towels, and plastic packaging, and asked Song Cheng this question before he was about to throw them away.

Song Cheng shook her head, with a hint of crying in her voice, she replied, "I don't want to eat it, it's so cute."

Jiang Mo took out another strawberry fudge from his pocket and put it in her palm, "Then eat this, I'll go throw the trash."

After that, he turned and walked towards the trash can.

After he finished throwing out the garbage, he turned around again, and Song Cheng stood behind him, blinking his big swollen eyes, and said to him, "It's very sweet, it tastes like strawberry."

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(End of this chapter)