Are you, as meal replacement users, ready for the consequences?

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Wakaba Mutsu instinctively reached out his right hand, wanting to grab Toyokawa Ningko in the crowd.

But she hesitated.

Reaching out might lead to making a mistake, while holding back might lead to missing out.

The scene is so familiar, exactly the same as before.

This time, reach out.

If Mutsu grabbed Toyokawa Ningko, Ningko would cling to her like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, gripping her arm tightly as Mutsu did so.

"Sister, save me."

Ningzi realized that the person holding her hand was her dear older sister, Toyokawa Shoko.

I'm sorry I broke my promise and ran away without permission...

But I'm really scared...

"elder sister?"

Mu led Ningzi across the street, and Ningzi leaned against Mu, panting heavily.

She lowered her head, waiting for Xiangzi's scolding, after all, she had been caught red-handed.

Before even putting on her shoes, my sister often reminded me to always dress neatly when going out, so as not to lose my composure.

However, the scolding from her sister that she had imagined did not come. Ningzi opened her eyes and saw a pair of wet mid-calf socks covered with mud and bits of grass.

The little toes are peeking out from under the socks, cute and playful.

This is not my sister's foot.

Ningzi raised her head in surprise and met Mu's equally astonished gaze.

This is Mu, where's my sister? Wasn't that Xiangzi who was just grabbing me?

"Xiao Mu? Where's my sister? I just saw her here."

So she used to call herself "older sister"?

I'm a little disappointed, but not much.

Ruo Yemu shook her head a few times without responding, wondering how long it had been since she had heard Xiao Ningzi call her "sister".

When Ningzi was little, she was no different from other children. She would often follow her around calling "sister, sister" incessantly.

So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

While Mu was in a daze, he felt a very unusual sensation on the back of his foot.

It's like someone covering their own feet with a pair of toes.

Looking down, Mu saw Ningzi stepping on his feet; Ningzi was also barefoot.

This gave Mu the illusion that he was no longer alone.

Ch17. My husband can actually laugh.

"Xiao Mu..."

"Ok?"

"fine."

Maybe the older sister was just imagining things, or maybe Mu is just a figment of her imagination. Who knows?

Thinking about all this won't change anything, but at least I'm not alone anymore.

I have a partner again.

"That's strange, why isn't Xiao Mu wearing shoes when she goes out?"

Mu's socks were wet, and stepping on them felt like lying in a river and sunbathing. The water on the soles of her feet was warm and not sticky at all.

This is the temperature of harmony, and the touch of harmony; it's not unpleasant.

"Ningzi, don't you also dislike wearing shoes?"

Mutsumi Neko showed no intention of letting go of his hand, so he simply didn't take the initiative to separate.

Ningzi's hands were limp and powerless, as if she could leave at any time if she wanted to.

"Yes, Xiao Mu understands me best."

Do you understand? Hmm, more or less.

In a sense, Ningzi grew up under Mu's watchful eye.

After all, Mu is a few months older than Ningzi.

"Ningzi, why are you here?"

People around were starting to gather again, and staying here would still mean being swept away by the tide.

Since Ningzi wants to continue holding hands, then let's hold hands.

Mu pulled Ningzi toward the apartment rented by the Toyokawa sisters, guessing that Ningzi must have sneaked out while her sister was away.

"Because I'm so lonely, Mu, are you lonely too?"

Will I... be lonely?

Maybe, I don't know.

"Maybe? I'll take you home."

"No, please, Mu, that's not Ning's home, it's just a place Ning and Xiang are temporarily renting."

Toyokawa Ningko tried to pull Wakaba Mutsu in the opposite direction. She didn't know where they were going, but anywhere was better than going home and chatting with the doll.

I want to go find Little Lamp.

I don't know what my sister and Deng talked about today, but judging from Deng's complicated expression, they must have talked about a very heavy topic.

The idea of ​​favoring women is truly appalling.

If Ye Mu could feel Ning Zi's strength, the child's current strength was completely different from before. Like a bull, she easily dragged her away.

This may also be related to the fact that He Mu never put in any effort from the beginning.

"Where is Ningzi going?"

Her eyes looked listless, and Mu remembered that she had gone out to find a replacement for the lost pick.

It looks like she won't be able to buy anything today; she can't leave Ningzi alone.

"Do you know, Mu, what do you say?"

Why have we brought this problem back to us again?

If I take Ningzi to a music store, Ningzi probably won't have a good experience.

The people there are very hospitable, and Ningzi can't handle it.

Ruoye Mu remained silent, lost in thought once more.

Ningzi didn't want to go home, and she hadn't gone out with him in a long time.

In that case, why not take the other person for a walk around the neighborhood?

I wonder if Ningzi would like to go for a walk with me.

After all, that kind of thing happened... Although Ning never mentioned it, the fragments of the past are like a needle, constantly stuck in Wakaba Mutsu's heart.

With each heartbeat, Wakaba Mutsu would feel a phantom pain, and perhaps only on the last day of her life, when the gentle cucumber grim reaper would take away her sinful soul, would all the pain cease.

"Shall we sit down for a while?" Wakaba Mutsu felt a tightness in her chest and pointed to a bench in the small park in the distance.

Although it's called a park, it's not even a quarter the size of a football field, and the facilities are just a small sandpit and two swings.

These are usually for children to play with.

"Okay."

Ningzi felt that anything was fine, as long as she wasn't sent home. Taking her to northern Myanmar would be better than taking her home.

The house reeks of decay, lingering on the roof and furniture. Any mentally healthy person who steps into this house will be crushed by stress and exhaustion.

Ningzi didn't want to go home. If it weren't for Xiangzi at home, she might have chosen to run away or drown herself in the river to meet her deceased family.

Mu held Ning's hand, both of them barefoot. Compared to Ning, who was completely barefoot, Mu was actually a somewhat conservative innovator.

"How does it feel to be naked?"

Terrible lines.

"Fortunately."

Mu couldn't quite put her finger on what was so special about it; she hadn't experienced the freedom and happiness that Ningzi had described.

What difference would it make if you just wore fewer shoes?

Does it mean it makes people feel loved?

"Didn't Mu feel loved?"

It really exists.

"like?"

"Yes, it is love."

Ningzi let go of Mu's soft little hand and ran all the way to the swing.

I can barely hear those annoying sounds anymore; everything around me has fallen silent…

Although you can still intermittently hear the shouting and cursing from the roadside bushes.

With most of the annoying noise gone, Ningzi felt much better.

As the discomfort of being surrounded by crowds gradually subsided, Ningzi's world reached an unprecedented level of quiet.

"Xiao Mu, when you step on this land that has been trampled by countless people, have you ever thought about what happened here?"

"No."

"Aren't you curious about how many people are lonely here, unloved here, and die here in the purple clay pottery?"

"No."

Mu was puzzled; would a normal person think about such a thing?

Sitting next to Ningzi on the swing, Ruo Yemu didn't choose to sway her body a few times, but just sat quietly on it, like a piece of wood.

Ningzi's words are still so unique; she's probably only ever heard Ningzi say things like that from childhood to adulthood.

But, not annoying.

"Xiao Mu, do you like it when I call you 'sister'?"

"what?"

Ningzi chuckled maliciously; she deliberately said these things to see more of Ruoye Mu's expression.

"Sister, Mu-jie, my dear sister, sister, sister."

"lemon…"

Ruoye Mu's lips curved slightly into a smile. Although it was impossible to see without careful observation, Ningzi still caught this subtle change.

"Sister, so Sister Mu likes me calling her 'sister' this much? How weird and strange."

"Fortunately."

The afterglow lingered, but the light was dimmer, and the sunlight shining on the two of them was orange.

Orange symbolizes warmth.

"Sister, do you need Ningzi to call out a few more times?"

Mu shook her head slightly, and the occasional dangling of her little feet in the air showed that she was in a good mood.

Wow, you look so cute when you smile! It's not very obvious, almost like you're not smiling at all.

Toyokawa Ningko's lips gradually turned up.

She had to admit that she was starting to become interested in Wakaba Mutsu.