Chapter 162 Can you please not eat my pig's trotters
Early morning.
Xu Musen had gotten up early.
He arrived at the school gate, waiting for An Nuannuan to come.
The breeze in October was still very comfortable.
As soon as he reached the school entrance, he saw that the Rolls-Royce had already stopped there, and Xu Musen walked over.
Aunt Xiang got out of the car.
"Hello, Aunt Xiang," Xu Musen greeted her warmly.
"Hello," Aunt Xiang said with a smile.
But she did not seem to intend to open the back door of the car.
"Where's Nuannuan?"
Xu Musen asked.
Aunt Xiang didn't answer but instead leaned gently against the car door, her eyes carrying a hint of a smile as she looked past Xu Musen.
The morning wind blew in, the temperature just right, seemingly mixed with a little scent of milk and the sweet fragrance of fruit.
Drifting from behind him~
"Xu Musen."
That soft voice tinged with a touch of longing and excitement.
Xu Musen turned around, instinctively looking down at An Nuannuan sitting in the wheelchair. From this angle, he could see her just right.
But this time, his gaze only fell upon a pink skirt hem and a section of a fair little leg beneath it.
And a pair of white sandals.
On either side of her legs were two crutches.
Xu Musen lifted his gaze, following the curves of the girl's body, and finally, resting on her exquisitely soft face.
An Nuannuan, leaning on crutches, was not yet standing very steadily; her pink long dress fluttered lightly in the breeze.
Her fair cheeks were adorned with a slightly silly smile, her peach blossom eyes clear and bright like the sky washed with water.
She looked like a white lotus flower that had finally freed itself from the mud, slowly stretching out above the water's surface.
"Xu Musen, look, I can walk slowly now,"
An Nuannuan said, looking at him as if to assert herself, but having stood to the side for a while, her legs were not yet recovered.
She was staggering, but she steadied herself with effort.
And took a step towards him.
"This is the first time I can take a step towards you on my own,"
An Nuannuan said, looking at Xu Musen up close, as if that short step was the most important one she had ever taken during all the hard practice.
These words struck Xu Musen's heart.
It was also the first time he saw An Nuannuan standing up by herself.
Though unsteady, like a baby learning to walk, it was her first step in many years.
And besides, An Nuannuan, who had always sat in a wheelchair, had appeared rather petite and cute.
But standing up, he realized her height was not short; once she fully recovered, she would be about one meter sixty-eight.
For a girl, that was quite tall.
"So this is the surprise you were talking about,"
Xu Musen said, unable to help his smile.
"Hey…" An Nuannuan grinned.
A bit silly and rakish, "So, are you satisfied?"
As she spoke, she lifted her soft, delicate face, looking up at Xu Musen.
Xu Musen really felt an itch in his hand; An Nuannuan's cheeks had become a bit plump recently due to his care.
And they appeared so tender they might drip water.
As if inviting him to pinch them, or else wouldn't the facial mask from yesterday have been wasted?
Xu Musen reached out and gently pinched her cheek, "I'm very satisfied."
Indeed, it felt like pinching a marshmallow, hard to let go of.
But then, he remembered that Aunt Xiang was still watching from behind.
His hand paused, and turning his head, he saw Aunt Xiang approaching with a wheelchair.
With a light chuckle, she didn't say anything but simply handed the wheelchair over to Xu Musen.
"Although Nuannuan can now walk by herself, she still can't stand for long periods. She'll need to sit and rest occasionally,"
Aunt Xiang instructed him, then glanced at the two of them, and finally revealed a somewhat complicated smile, "Alright, you two take care of each other at school, I'll be going first."
"Mhm, Aunt Xiang, take care on the road,"
An Nuannuan spoke up first.
Aunt Xiang left with an indulgent smile that was somewhat helpless, always feeling that her own little vegetable was eager to follow someone else.
Aunt Xiang drove off.
Xu Musen and looked at An Nuannuan.
"Do you still want me to push you?"
Xu Musen looked at the wheelchair then back at her crutches.
Suddenly feeling that there seemed to be a physical distance between them, perhaps just a bit.
A faint sense of melancholy.
An Nuannuan shifted her crutches, stepping closer to Xu Musen, her gaze seeming to echo his mood.
Looking at Xu Musen, her feet under the skirt edged slightly.
In Xu Musen's somewhat melancholic eyes, she nodded, settled into the wheelchair, and closed that short distance once again.
Xu Musen unexpectedly felt a strange sense of relief.
Pushing her along the campus paths, the October breeze was soothing, the sunlight just right, unhurried.
An Nuannuan held her crutches, swinging them back and forth like oars, as if steering a boat.
What a child.
Xu Musen couldn't help but smile, happy for An Nuannuan who was able to slowly leave the wheelchair behind.
Yet, he couldn't stop wondering if their relationship would grow more distant or closer once she no longer needed him to push the wheelchair.
"Xu Musen."
An Nuannuan suddenly called out; she looked up from the wheelchair at Xu Musen, her large eyes exceptionally clear.
"Yes?"
"If I don't need the wheelchair in the future… would you still want to push me like this?"
An Nuannuan's words floated softly.