Walking Towards You

Seventeen-year-old Xu Mushuang was fostered in her uncle's house because her father died of illness, but her uncle's family cried about poverty all day long. There was no spare room, so she slept on the floor in the living room. There was no study room, so she did her homework in the dining room. The sound of cartoons and children playing in the living room could not be blocked by earplugs. Although Xu Mushuang was dissatisfied with doing all the housework and meals for her uncle's family on weekends, she really couldn't live in someone else's house for free. A year later, her grades continued to decline. She was worried and wanted to participate in a cram school for the college entrance examination during the winter vacation, so she mustered up the courage to ask her uncle for a loan. The uncle was smoking on the balcony and glanced at Xu Mushuang: "How can our family have money? After your father died, I will support you. You don't know how tight my family's money is. The reason for the decline in grades is because you don't take classes seriously!" Xu Mushuang was scolded, and she hid numbly behind the curtains on the balcony and sobbed silently, but she heard the news that her uncle had taken 200,000 yuan to build a house in her hometown. The grievance, unwillingness and hatred of living under someone else's roof suddenly filled my heart. In December, Xu Mushuang was lying on the thin sheets on the floor shivering. No one cared about her eighteenth birthday. She just hoped that her life would not fall like this. The next day, while she was doing her homework in the restaurant, a guest came to the house. Through a curtain, Xu Mushuang heard that he was a friend of her father and came to visit his daughter. The uncle's voice was very attentive and flattering. While praising the guest for being young and promising, he also said that Xu Mushuang's tuition and living expenses were too heavy for him to bear, and he asked his father's friend to provide some money. Xu Mushuang couldn't bear it anymore, put down her pen and walked out of the restaurant. She opened the curtain and found that this young and promising guest was sitting in a wheelchair and was a disabled person. He is about twenty-five years old, his hair is meticulously combed with gel, his suit is straight, and he has a smile on his face. Mu Shuang walked over with a cold face and said, "Are you here to bully me too?" The other party's polite smile finally had a crack: "Huh?" She pointed to the floor between the coffee table and the sofa: "Your wheelchair hit my quilt and you made it dirty. Where can I sleep?" There was a surprised look on the guest's face, as if he had just noticed the small bed, so he controlled the wheelchair to move away the wheel pressing the corner of the quilt: "Sorry, I thought it was a carpet." Then he looked up at Xu Mushuang and said with a smile: "I came today to take you away. Are you willing?" * When she was a sophomore, Xu Mushuang rushed home on a rainy afternoon. She bent down and pressed her hands on the armrests of his wheelchair, asking him word for word: "Are you really going to marry someone else?" "Yeah." The man had nowhere to escape. His usually meticulous hairstyle was a bit messy. He was confined to a wheelchair and could only look directly into Xu Mushuang's eyes. Xu Mushuang felt a sore nose. She straightened up and walked quickly to her room to start packing her luggage. "What are you doing?" The man asked. "Today is the last time we meet." Xu Mushuang opened the suitcase, holding back the tears in her eyes, and quickly packed the remaining clothes. "Losing your temper again?" Xu Mushuang felt angry: "I'm not losing my temper. After all, the hostess shouldn't be able to accept a woman who has kissed you living in your house, right?" "Xu Mushuang!" The man said sternly. Xu Mushuang ignored him and packed her luggage, taking away all traces of her in the room without leaving any trace behind. "Do you really want to leave?" The man's expression was hidden in the shadows and he could not see clearly, but his voice was muffled. "If you want to leave, you must first pay the tuition and living expenses that have been spent on you over the years. We will have nothing to do with each other in the future." Xu Mushuang's lips trembled and she stopped moving. The man lowered his voice: "Mu Shuang, stop making trouble. Have you had dinner? I'll let the chef cook it for you." Xu Mushuang lowered her head and slowly walked up to the man, then slapped a bank card on him. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Tch! Just pay it back to you. This is most of my living expenses. As for the tuition and the rest, I will pay you back later." After saying that, she zipped up the suitcase neatly, carried the suitcase and walked out the door without looking back. The little hedgehog heroine x the gentle and sinister older man Intention: Embrace new life, embrace love