Chapter 638

Autumn is the most beautiful season in Hangzhou. A gust of autumn wind fills the city with osmanthus fragrance. But Chen Mo walks in the most beautiful streets of Hangzhou, but suffers from the lowest point of his life.

He has been in Hangzhou for the eighth day. During this period, he made three calls to Lin Miaoyu, but no one answered and no one replied to his text messages. So suspicious he had to doubt that Lin Miaoyu, like Ma Liuyi, abandoned himself and chose another powerful self.

Will Lin Miaoyu really do that? Chen Mo is not sure, but it is precisely because he is not sure that he hesitates.

He wanted to make a phone call to Li mubai, but he was afraid to expose his evil behavior. Even if he recaptured everything that belonged to him in the future, she would leave him.

But the only thing that makes Chen Mo happy is that he believes that he will treat his close relatives as well as himself. Li mubai is safe and bean sprouts are safe, but Chen Mo inevitably falls into another kind of suffering. Will another woman sleep on her own?

Men can sleep with other people's wives, but they can't stand others sleeping with their own women. Chen Mo is no exception. So he could hardly imagine another scene of himself with Li mubai, but this idea was growing like a wild grass, so he was more determined to kill each other once he had a chance.

Didi didi

Frequent car sirens pulled Chen Mo back to reality from his imagination. He turned and saw an angry face sticking out of the window.

"You fucking want to die."

Chen Mo dodges aside to give way. The driver retracts his head into the car and drives away swearing.

Looking at the leaving car, he couldn't help smiling bitterly. He looked up and found that there was a communication university not far in front. This made him think of Xia Kuang, a woman who had been buried deep in his heart.

Entering the Communication University, the school is full of young figures full of youth. In the corner of the playground, there are several students practicing their voices.

Chen Mo sits in the pavilion of the flower pool and smokes. Through the soft cane, he sees a group of female students in black tight dance clothes passing by the path. Several of the students find him, cast strange eyes and start whispering.

In the university campus full of youth, Chen Mo's existence is definitely an alien, not only because he smokes like no one else, but also because he hasn't shaved his beard for a long time, which makes him look very obscene.

Chen Mo doesn't shave because he is decadent, but deliberately conceals his identity because he believes that another self and Ma Liu must be looking for him like crazy.

The female students in dance clothes gradually went away, leaving a slender woman with a horse tail walking alone in the direction of Chen mo.

At first, Chen Mo didn't care. When the other party was more than ten meters away from him, he immediately lowered his head, and then quickly got up to leave.

"Don't go!"

Hearing each other's voice, Chen Mo not only didn't stop, but walked faster. He went out of the pavilion and walked directly to the school gate. But after a few steps, he was caught up by the other party.

"Chen Mo, it's really you."

"You recognize the wrong person." Chen Mo moves to cross the other side, but the other side doesn't intend to let him go, but opens his slender arm to stop him.

"I know you even if you turn to ashes. Yes? Feel down and ashamed to meet old friends? "

Chen Mo really has no face to see each other, but it's not because he is down, but because he doesn't want to be recognized, which increases unnecessary trouble.

"What are you doing here?" The other party looked him in the eye and pressed him.

"I don't have to answer your question, and you and I have nothing to say."

"Tut tut." The other party put down his arm, looked up and down at Chen Mo, and said sarcastically, "are you here to recall the past? If you hadn't done so much evil, Xia Kuang wouldn't have died. You killed her. "

In an instant, Chen Mo seemed to be pierced by a speeding bullet. He suddenly raised his hand and prepared to fan it down to shut up the other party, but his hand stopped in the middle of the air, then hung his arm powerlessly and said, "Zhu Qiqi, I know you are Xia Kuang's good friend, but Xia Kuang's death..."

"You dare say Xia Kuang's death has nothing to do with you!" Zhu Qiqi looked up at him without fear.

"What do you want?"

"I want to say that you are an asshole, a complete scum."

"Are you finished? If you finish scolding, please get out of the way. "

"Before I finish scolding, I want to kill you."

Chen Mo smiles bitterly. There are many people who hate him in the world, but they are all because of self-interest. There is only one person like Zhu Qiqi who hates himself because of the death of his friend.

In the face of Xia Kuang's unfair friends, the only thing Chen Mo can do is to bear it silently, but no matter how much Zhu Qiqi scolds, he can't make up for his guilt for Xia Kuang.

Seeing Chen Mo's silence, Zhu Qiqi's anger dissipated a little and said, "wait for me. Don't go. I have something for you."

Chen Mo looks up at her and asks, "what is it?"

"Xia Kuang left it for you."

Chen Mo was stunned. Xia Kuang had something for himself. What could it be?

Looking at the back of Zhu Qiqi leaving, Chen Mo immediately fell into meditation. Since Xia Kuang's death, he and Zhu Qiqi met twice. The last time he saw her was because of Wang Xue of the Security Bureau. It was also because of Wang Xue that he knew that Zhu Qiqi was gay or bisexual.

About ten minutes later, Zhu Qiqi changed into a white body and walked out of the teaching building. She went straight to Chen Mo and said, "let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Come home with me and get what Xia Kuang left you."

After getting on Zhu Qiqi's private car, they drove directly to the place where Zhu Qiqi lived without saying a word. Now Zhu Qiqi has moved out of the school apartment and lived in a high-end community in the urban area.

After getting off in the community, Chen Mo still followed Zhu Qiqi like a mute. They entered the elevator and then went all the way to the top floor. After opening the door, Chen Mo finds that Zhu Qiqi lives in a very simple and rich place. The room pattern is a leap layer. The ground is covered with white soft carpet and the furniture is all white. On the landing balcony, there are two pots of lush potted plants.

"Wait, I'll go upstairs and get something."

"OK."

Watching Zhu Qiqi go upstairs, Chen Mo doesn't sit down, but turns his head and looks out of the balcony. The blue sky is dotted with several white clouds. The clouds are really white. They are as white as the snow that has just fallen to the ground. They are so clean and moist, just like the white evening dress worn at Xia Kuang's birthday party.

Deng, Deng, Deng

Footsteps came from the stairs. Chen Mo immediately followed the sound and saw Zhu Qiqi coming down the stairs with an exquisite wooden box in her hand.

Zhu Qiqi went to Chen Mo, handed him the box and said, "this is what Xia Kuang left you."

Looking at the exquisite gift box in Zhu Qiqi's hand, Chen Mo's heart jumped. He took the gift box and asked, "when did she give it to you?"

"After she knew she was pregnant."

Chen Mo's heart jumped again and asked, "what did she say to you?"

Zhu Qiqi turned to the sofa, touched a lady's cigarette, smoked a few mouthfuls and said, "she said that she fell in love with you because of this thing, because you know her best."

Chen Mo opens the gift box. In the box is a red rope as thin as a little finger and tied in the shape of a bow. This is the birthday present that Chen Mo gave Xia Kuang on her 24th birthday.

Chen Mo still clearly remembers how quiet their father and daughter were when he tied the red rope to Xia Da pangzi and Xia Kuang's waist.

The inspiration for tying Xia Kuang and Xia Dafu together with a rope comes from a performance art named rope. However, Chen Mo's moral is different from that of the original work. He wants to express that although Xia Kuang and Xia Dafu are incompatible in character and values, they are blood dissolved in water and inherit the father daughter relationship in one continuous line.

"Xia Kuang told me the story of that rope."

Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect our feelings to come from a rope."

"Xia Kuang is an artist. For an artist, behavior is art, and art is behavior. Even love should be displayed in an artistic way. You don't know art at all, let alone Xia Kuang. "

Chen Mo firmly said, "even if I don't know Xia Kuang, it doesn't hinder my feelings for her."

Zhu Qiqi sneered and said, "what if your existence is just a prop for her to show her performance art? Will you still love her? "

Chen Mo looked at Zhu Qiqi in surprise. For a moment, she didn't understand why she said so to shake Xia Kuang's position in her heart. She said, "she's dead. As her best friend, you shouldn't say such words."

"I'm not her best friend, but the one who loves her most."

Chen Merton was stunned and began to look at her as if he had just met Zhu Qiqi.

Zhu Qiqi continued: "because I love her, I will always be hostile to you. You are my love enemy. You took Xia Kuang away from me and killed her in the end."

"You are..."

"Yes. I'm gay. I love her. I have always been brooding about Xia Kuang's death, not out of friendship, but love. So I hate you. "

Chen Mo doesn't understand art, let alone the love between the same sex. However, he doesn't despise the feelings between the same sex, because he thinks that since love can ignore life and death, it can naturally occur between the same sex.

He pondered for a long time, and then asked, "does Xia Kuang know you love her?"

"She knows, but she refused me for you. Do you despise me? Look down on me? "

Chen Mo truthfully replied, "No."

"You don't have to hide it. I know you people despise us and say we are perverts. But in my opinion, real love only exists between the same sex, and between the opposite sex is just to enjoy physical happiness and reproduce. "

"I don't despise you, nor do I want to entangle with you on this issue. I just want to know why Xia Kuang gave you this thing. Why did you just give it to me now? "

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

Zhu Qiqi twisted out the cigarette end and said, "even if I said it, you won't believe it. You think I'm undermining Xia Kuang's image in your heart, but if you want to hear it, I don't care."