The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

"Excuse me, I have something to do."

"son……"

"Could you please stop calling me that? It's creepy."

After not seeing each other for so many days, Chen Jingmo felt that he had digested Chen Yunting's words, but when he saw Chen Yunting again, all his emotions surged up all at once, making him feel as if he was carrying a huge stone on his back, making it hard to breathe.

His wrist was being held by Shi Qianqiu, and he stiffened all over. He suddenly glanced at Chen Yunting, and at the same time broke free of his wrist, feeling a pang of bitterness at his sudden action.

Shi Qianqiu paused for a moment, then reached out to take Chen Jingmo's hand. "Uncle Chen, please move aside, we have something to do."

Chen Yunting walked towards Chen Jingmo, "Dad was wrong, come home with Dad—"

"Chen Yunting, don't you think you're ridiculous right now?" Chen Jingmo took a breath. "I'm begging you, please don't show your face in front of me."

He was about to say something more, but Chen Jingmo walked past him expressionlessly.

Fang Chi stopped Chen Yunting, who was about to follow, saying, "It's good that the child is alright."

"He's blaming me."

"..." Otherwise? Is it my fault?

Once outside the hospital, Chen Jingmo shook their clasped hands. "Let go, there are too many people outside."

"No, it's perfect with lots of people around, so they all know we're a couple."

"What couple?" Chen Jingmo said, "Let go, I'm going to find my ex-boyfriend."

It's already noon; he should take his medicine.

I didn't eat anything yesterday.

I don't know if it will have any impact.

It shouldn't have any impact; he's in a good mood right now.

"Then I'll go look for it with you."

"..." Chen Jingmo said, "He has something to do, I'll look for him tomorrow, he has to go home now."

"I send you."

"..."

Guihua Town.

Chen Jingmo rode his tricycle into the village chief's house. The village chief had barely sat down on the stool when he quickly stood up and asked, "How's Old Li?"

"It's all good, the surgery is already done."

"Do you have enough money?"

"That's enough, and the hospital reimbursed a significant portion of it."

"Is that enough?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Chen Jingmo got off the tricycle. Shi Qianqiu parked the vehicle at the door and took out the gifts from the trunk. When the village chief saw the distinguished Shi Qianqiu, he asked Chen Jingmo who this was. Chen Jingmo said he was a friend.

Shi Qianqiu's eyes dimmed.

"Why did you buy so much stuff?"

"Buy whatever you want... These are for you, the rest are for my grandfather..." Chen Jingmo said, leaving everything with him for now. After saying a few more words, he climbed over the wall into Li Dezhong's house next door. Seeing that Shi Qianqiu was also about to climb over, Chen Jingmo quickly reached out to stop him, "No, I'm just packing my clothes."

Chen Jingmo only bought two sets of clothes. He wore one set yesterday, which is now in the hotel trash can. The other set, which he washed, is already drying on the line. He took it down and put it in his crossbody bag. He took the medicine with mineral water as if he was guilty, as if he was particularly ashamed to be seen in public because he had this disease.

Shi Qianqiu realized that he didn't want her to follow, so she stood by the wall and waited.

Before leaving Guihua Town, Chen Jingmo put all his loose change into Erdan's little treasure box, and left his cell phone behind, since the SIM card was registered with Li Dezhong's ID card. He fell asleep again in the passenger seat, and when he woke up again, he was in a very unfamiliar room. He opened the door and went out, where Shi Qianqiu was cooking.

The familiar scene left Chen Jingmo leaning against the doorframe, stunned and disoriented. He wondered if the past two days had been a dream, or if Shi Qianqiu's appearance was an illusion, because he had been fooled too many times before.

Every time he got close and reached out to touch the person opposite him, the person would vanish into thin air. He wanted to cry, but he didn't know if he was too weak or what, but most of the time he couldn't cry.

When he came to his senses, there was no one in front of him. His first reaction was that not taking the medicine really had an effect; he was hallucinating again, and this time the hallucinations were so severe.

My second reaction was, "It's fake again..."

"Sweetie, do you want some fruit?" Shi Qianqiu brought over a plate. Seeing Chen Jingmo's red eyes, she bent down, picked him up with one hand, and carried him back to the bedroom. She placed the plate on the bedside table, gently touched the corner of his eye, and whispered, "Why are you crying?"

Chen Jingmo lowered her eyes and wiped away her tears. "If you want to cry, just cry. Are you annoying?"

"It's not annoying, I like it."

"..."

"Have a blueberry. I just bought it at the supermarket downstairs. The staff said it's very sweet." Shi Qianqiu used a fork to feed Chen Jingmo a blueberry.

"What if it's not sweet?"

"Then I'll go settle accounts with them."

"..." You've got guts.

Chen Jingmo bit her lip, her fingers gripping Shi Qianqiu's clothes at the waist, "Why aren't you at work yet?"

"I don't want to go." Shi Qianqiu continued feeding Chen Jingmo.

Chen Jingmo asked, "Why don't you want to?"

"Because there are things I want more."

"?"

"you."

"..." Chen Jingmo suddenly remembered that Shi Qianqiu had given the same answer when he asked another question last time. He didn't understand then, but now he did. He asked, "Now?"

Shi Qianqiu pressed his face against Chen Jingmo's, "I'm just talking nonsense."

He explained himself by saying, "I couldn't help it."

Add another sentence: "I can't help myself when I see you."

And then he added, "...he couldn't help it either."

"..."

"Don't...don't talk like that, stay away from me." Chen Jingmo cursed, then asked in a low voice, "We've been apart for so many days, who did you consult? How come you suddenly became so insightful? A man or a woman?"

"I didn't contact anyone; I was just restraining myself before."

So, like what was said on the phone, older women used to be more restrained? Now they can't be anymore?

Chen Jingmo chewed on the fruit that Shi Qianqiu fed him, feeling as if Shi Qianqiu's gaze was devouring him whole; it was incredibly aggressive.

"I want to go down."

"Are my legs too stiff?" Shi Qianqiu said, pulling a cushion over and placing it on his lap. Chen Jingmo suddenly went from looking at him at eye level to looking down at him.

"..."

8 PM.

Shi Qianqiu gave Chen Jingmo the new phone he bought. It had a pre-installed SIM card and all the software downloaded; all that was left was to log in.

As soon as I logged into WeChat, Lu Sui called me on video.

Chen Jingmo felt guilty.

I feel very guilty.

I feel extremely guilty.

Shi Qianqiu saw it and said softly, "My dear, your three friends are very worried about you. The one named Jiang Xiu cried the most and his eyes were the most swollen. He said he would jump down to be with you. And the principal, he has collected a lot of candies of various flavors, but he can't find you... We all like you, so please don't give up on yourself in the future. There is no dead end."

Chen Jingmo didn't want to jump into the river either.

He just wanted to die a lot of the time.

At that moment, I thought of many sad things, gathered a lot of courage, and had no one around to comfort me.

People always need to rely on their unwillingness to accept things and their crazy love to maintain their vitality. But Chen Yunting said that they absolutely could not be together. However, he did not want to ruin Shi Qianqiu's good reputation or destroy the career he had worked so hard to achieve, nor did he want to continue that kind of life that made his heart numb and twitch.

Chen Jingmo's eyes gradually reddened, and her emotions began to surge. With a nasal tone, she retorted, "Can't I give up on myself? Why can't I give up on myself? What does that little bit of affection matter? It's worthless!"

He is on the verge of collapse every day, ever since Pang Nanxing was born.

He learned to find reasons and motivation to live only in the days when Shi Qianqiu liked him; those were painkillers for his pain.

He still hasn't received the passionate love he craves.

"What you're saying is basically telling me to think about you more, but why should I think about you?"