Mu Jingpei smiled indifferently, put down the towel, picked up his shirt, and put it on. Then he leaned against the head of the bed and asked her about current situation.

The rain was still falling, but it was not that heavy. The low terrain was damaged seriously, and the water reached the roof. Some people were missing, and some were trapped. The county rescue team couldn't get in, and several nearby villages spontaneously organized to save people.

Their village was called Cuiyuan Village, and the family who took them in was surnamed Zhang. Mrs. Zhang was a passenger in the bus, and she had brought a three-year-old child with her at that time.

Their whole family was very grateful to Mu Jingpei and Aixi for saving their lives. Yesterday, after Mu Jingpei fainted, Mr. Zhang carried him home without saying a word.

Aixi spoke and glanced at Mu Jingpei.

His slender fingers were elegant, and they looked indescribably good on his white shirt. Because he was listening to her, his movements were a little careless.

He looked like the top magician, whose finger was hooked with an invisible thread, silently and easily manipulating people's sight. Her attention was uncontrollably drawn to his hand that was buttoning up his shirt.

The buttons began to button up from the middle, and his abs were partly hidden and partly visible under his open shirt.

It was inconvenient for Mu Jingpei to do this with only one hand. On several occasions, when she saw the transparent buttons being uncontrollably out from Mu Jingpei's fingers. Aixi's heart trembled like that button.

The buttons were buttoned up one by one, and his chest could be vaguely seen. He stopped at his collarbones, left two buttons on the top unbottoned and his hands down.

"Yesterday was really dangerous."

The voice of Mu Jingpei pulled Aixi back to reality.

She replied with a "hmm", and her fluttering eyelashes revealed her guilty conscience.

After casually buttoning a few buttons at the bottom of his shirt, Mu Jingpei tidied up the hem of his shirt, raised his head, and asked, "Do you know Journey to the West?"

Aixi nodded obediently. "Yes."

She wondered why he mentioned Journey to the West.

"Although it is not as exaggerated as 81 difficulties, we have to experience a lot of dangers like yesterday on the way back to Shanghai."

Aixi frowned and asked suspiciously, "Did you experience so much danger on your way here?"

Mu Jingpei was stumped by her question. The little girl was not so easy to fool.

"There's a lot anyway." He remained calm and continued, "You cried so hard yesterday, and then you must cry all the way. It's not far from Hongfeng Village now, so you still have chance to go back."

He just didn't want to take her to Shanghai.

Aixi felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her heart. All her emotions had been washed away, leaving only disappointment.

She lowered her eyes and said gloomily, "If it weren't me yesterday, everyone would have been in danger."

It was all thanks to her yesterday.

Mu Jingpei thought for a moment and said, "I can sponsor you until you finish college."

His calm tone and negotiating attitude made Aixi not know what to say, as if she refused him, she was an unreasonable child who was not satisfied.

She bit her lip and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

The thousands of words finally turned into firmness. "I don't want to go back! I just want to go to Shanghai."

After that, she ran out of the room quickly without looking back, as if she was afraid to hear Mu Jingpei said something again.

**

After lying in bed for another day, the fever of Mu Jingpei was basically gone.

Early the next morning, Mu Jingpei got out of bed and went out of the room.

Mr. Zhang saw him and asked, "Why don't you rest a little longer before getting out of bed?"

"I felt uncomfortable lying in bed for a long time, so I came out to exercise."

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, "Just in time. Come and have breakfast."

The couple had worked in another city before, so they could speak mandarin well. In fact, the young people here could speak mandarin well, however the older ones could only speak dialect.

Seeing Aixi helping Mrs. Zhang with the dishes, Mu Jingpei said, "Morning."

The little girl acted as if she didn't hear him. She didn't talk to him. Obviously, she was still angry about what had happened yesterday.

There were low tables and small stools in the rural areas. It was a little difficult for Mu Jingpei, who was more than 1.85 meters tall, to sit down. He had no place to put his slender legs, so he had to open them wide and put his elbows on his knees.

His left hand was injured, so he had no problem eating.

Although their son was very young, he had a good appetite and wanted to eat everything he saw. If Mrs. Zhang didn't stay with him, he would have climbed onto the table.

Mu Jingpei gave the boy more than half of the fried eggs in front of him. The little fellow happily grabbed it with his hand and put it into his mouth.

Mrs. Zhang immediately said, "This is for you!"

She specially fried three eggs for Mu Jingpei, and neither of her and her hunsband ate them.

"It's okay, the kid needs nutrition." While speaking, Mu Jingpei gave the rest of the fried eggs to another "little kid" who needed nutrition two.

"You can only set off for Shanghai after the water recedes and the road is clear." said Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang actually knew that they were going to Shanghai.

Mu Jingpei glanced at Aixi. He didn't know how she told Mr. Zhang and the others.

"Little girl" Aixi lowered her head and ate the fried egg that was fed. She didn't speak, and her face was almost buried in the bowl.

"How's the situation of affected village?" Mu Jingpei asked.

"Not very good, there are still missing people not found." Mr. Zhang said, "Fortunately, the water has receded a little, and the rescue team in the county has come in."

After breakfast, Mr. Zhang continued to help with the rescue.

Aixi and Mu Jingpei wanted to help Mrs. Zhang, but she didn't allow them to do so.

Mu Jingpei went back to his room, took his mobile phone, and went to the yard.

Aixi was playing with Mrs. Zhang's son and didn't even look at him. Her long hair was tied up, revealing her ears and neck. Her lines were soft, and her thin shoulders were full of girlishness.

Mu Jingpei glanced at her and then looked away.

There was still no signal, and he couldn't make a phone call. He put away his mobile phone and looked at the mountains.

The rain had stopped. The sky was gloomy, and the mountains were surrounded by hazy water vapor. The nearby trees had been washed by the heavy rain and were bright green. In the distance, the soil colored water and mud left behind after the water receded could be vaguely seen.

Aixi suddenly said, "I just want to go to Shanghai."

Mu Jingpei turned to look at her. Her delicate face was full of sadness. Those who didn't know the truth would think that he had done something to her.

"Speaking of Xie Jun, you've only met him once. Aren't you afraid if he's a bad guy?" he asked.

Aixi retorted, "How could Xie Jun not be a good person!"

"Of course it's possible. How much do you know about him? There are a lot of bad people nowadays. What if he's a liar?"

"Don't say that about him!"

The way she defended Xie Jun amused Mu Jingpei.

He tutted and teased, "You don't even allow me to speak ill of him. Are you interested in him?"

Aixi blushed with anger. "No!"

Why couldn't she beat him every time!